I held the teddy within my tiny hands. I shook it vividly as mom and Pa continued arguing. I always wonder why two people who decided to stand infront of the alter only to argue in the end. Then the vehicle stopped.
"Why the hell is this traffic pathetic?" Pa said as he pressed the horn to release his anger. I laughed still shaking my teddy. Mum turned to me a d faked a smile.
"Oooh boy. Please be good till we arrive home okay." She said and turned back. The car had stopped for ten minutes when a bang came on dad's window. We all turned.
It was a small boy about two years older than me. Pa slid the window to take a look.
"Hey boy." He stated still faking a smile.
"Hi. Can I borrow any coins I haven't eaten for days." He stated tears in his eyes.
"What is your name?" Pa asked already pitiful. He was always soft hearted but fast mouthed as a lady generally to me two women married each other two years before I was born.
"Rick." The boy responded. His tatered clothes were swept by the cool breeze. He held his own arms and rubbed them showing how cold he was.
"Where are your parents?"
"Dead." He said and was silent. Maybe he didn't want more questions.
"Do you have siblings?" Pa asked. The boy shook his head.
"Let's sign him to be ours by law then he can care for Dira." Mum stated. I was silent.
"Win." Pa responded. They always argued about everything including the name they gave me.
"Blah blah well we'll argue forever." For the first time Pa used common sense. He opened the door and let the boy in. Mummy moved me to the other seat as the middle one was empty. Finally the argument had stopped and we all went home silently.
My speech was retarded. Maybe due to the noisy world I lived in hence preffered never to comment. Several Gynaecologists had tried but to no avail. I had found a new playmate. Someone who made me wish to speak till I actually did it. I said my first word when I was five. Other kids had their first words as mum or pa but my first word was Rick.
Arguments at home never ended. Every small thing caused them to argue hen e pa looked for another lady. This was when I was ten. This was after I was assured by mum the feeling I had developed for Rick was just normal friends. This was when my whole world crumbled down. Once with the new wife,mum realized it and begun hitting on her. Soon enough the two were in love as my dad was there left alone. He tried to ask them for a three some but the argument died off in the end. Mum went back to the east african coast as I remained with pa. Times were tough. Pa got more involved in work and alcohol that he forgot I existed. Years later Rick confessed his feelings but when I declined he left with no trace. Life was too cruel to me. Too cruel that on that day in the flight if I dared not seen the value of life through that boy maybe murder would have been my last resort.