Chaud Blaze's Confession's

Chaud Blaze's Confessions

The scene was a large field of my friend Chaud's backyard, behind his giant house, a beautiful field of long grass, with one stone breaking the green serenity. I'd never been this far out from the mansion. It seemed to go on forever. He looked down at the stone, intercut carvings curling all around it and a cross in the center. I tried to read his thoughts, but found it impossible. He was just staring blankly at the beautiful grave, almost as if I had disappeared.
"Anna, I've never shown this to anyone, never told anyone my story." He sighed. "I suppose, I suppose I was always too scared I would look weak, or it would be too painful."
"If it causes you pain, I really don't have to know." I whispered softly. I can't bear to see him sad or in pain, but I had to know in order to comfort him.
"Please, don't tempt me. I have to tell someone. I trust you, you don't judge me by who I'm supposed to be only by what I am. you should know, we've been together long enough. The only people who know are Protoman and Father. Protoman thinks talking to a human will help me get over it, past the pain it causes me." He looked as if he had to force out every word, but if he stopped he could never continue. He looked up at the only other thing in the huge expanse of grass. A large Red Maple tree, a beautiful tree that seemed to go up for eternity, and yet had branches low enough to climb. Suddenly, I felt uncomfortable. I didn't have any deep past to share with him, he knew almost everything about me. I don't feel comfortable keeping secrets, but everyone is entitled to keep theirs. He started his story quickly, before he could change his mind.
"My mother and father met through an arrangement set up by my grandfathers. It was an arranged marriage in order to combine the two companies they owned. Mother's were the largest power plants in the world and Father's was, as you know, Blaze Quest, the largest gaming and advanced electronics firm in the world. The companies are now combined forming the largest and most dominating world-renowned company ever, which I am, at fourteen, now the CEO of.
'Because they needed an heir to the two companies, naturally, I was born. We lived very happily for a few years. Mother took me to museums and different countries. I became very smart for a two year old." He smiled wistfully. "Of course all good things must come to an end. After a few years, I noticed a change in my mother. She appeared frailer than I'd ever seen and had coughing fits. We couldn't go as many places as before and eventually she became bedridden. I could only see her once in a great while.
'I also began noticing changes in father. He talked to me even less, working longer nights and in his spare time all he did was stand outside my mother's room or in it with her. Even though I was young and didn't really understand, I think something inside me knew, somehow. Even so, It was still," He choked and took a deep shuddering breath. "It still hurts."
"I'm so sorry." I whispered. I wanted to comfort him, but how? I'd never experienced loss this great and this wound had sunk so deep.
"Don't be," His voice cracked, but he continued. "She called me to her room that day. She had known from the start. When I walked in the room she gave me the sweetest, saddest smile I've ever seen." Chaud also had on his face a bitter-sweet smile, retelling the memory making it fresh in his mind as if it had been yesterday.
"She took my hands and gave me two things, Protoman's PET and a small digital photo album containing every picture of us together on every single one of our trips, and even some I hadn't remembered. She told me to remember her, and to confide in Protoman. She closed her eyes, told me to be strong and I never spoke to her again." By now Chaud's hands were balled into fists and he was shaking. "At her funeral, Father told me not to cry, to be a man, so I didn't, but I never got over it either." He turned away from the grave his eyes glistening with tears.
         "She died from long term complications of my birth. That's why Father never looks me in the eyes. It doesn't help that we have the same eyes; he can't bear to see her in me. I can't let it out or he'll see and he'll disapprove. I want him so badly to approve of me, to accept me."
          I took my hand in his and leaned on his shoulder, just to show I was there for him. "Do it, cry, now. It's no shame to cry, let it out. He's not here now. He can't see it."
He leaned on me and we cried together, next to the grave, under the red maple tree.

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