Chapter 131 - 130: Decisions we make

Chapter 131: Chapter 130: Decisions we make

During the cold night, inside a duplex, AJ had already gotten his belongings packed in a large black bag.

AJ stared down at his bag and his mind travelled to the face of his opponent, Morgan Qrow which left him to sigh.

As soon as AJ stepped into the living room, he saw his little twin beastfolk stepsisters individually sitting on their chairs while wearing their pajamas.

The sisters turned their gaze to AJ, both arching their brows which made AJ shut his eyes and nervously smile while scratching the back of his head.

"Hey, Rea." AJ said to the sister in white pajama.

"Hey, Bea." AJ said to the sister in pink pajama.

"Is there a problem?" AJ asked with a uneasy grin.

"You’re travelling again, aren’t you?" Rea asked.

"Yeah, I am. But you know how it is." AJ answered, "I got to work. And as usual, I called Mrs Allen to come over to look after you while I’m gone.

I’ll just wait outside as usual for her arrival. I hope she arrives on time before the bus comes."

"Big brother, last year, you said you were going for some special training to get a job to help look after us, dad and mom, but ever since then, you’ve been coming back hurt a lot." Bea said, "Then when you finally got the job, it got worse."

"For real." Rea said, "Each time you leave for your Wednesday job, you always come back with one wrap on your body or the other.

Last month, it took days for you to come back. This Sunday that passed, you said you were just going to get some groceries but didn’t come back until the next day and you were looking hurt... Again.

What is going on, big brother?"

"Nothing... Really... Nothing at all." AJ answered, "It’s just that the work is rough, and I just have to be more careful. Yeah... That’s just it. I just need to be more careful."

"Big bro, I’m sure we’ve told you before that you are a terrible liar." Rea said.

"Look, I get you are worried about me, but it’s okay. I’ll be fine." AJ said while smiling with his eyes closed, "Nothing bad is going to happen. I’m going to come back in one piece and-"

AJ halted his speech and opened his eyes as he felt something touching his body which turned out to be his little sisters hugging him tightly.

"Please, don’t go." Bea said.

"We’re tired of seeing you coming back hurt." Rea said.

AJ stared down at them in silence until a warm smile formed on his face.

"It’s okay." AJ said as he gently placed his hands on his sisters back, "I’ll be fine."

"No, you won’t." Rea replied, "You always say that and yet you come back looking like a mess."

"But I still end up healed in the end, right?" AJ said, "I mean the place I work has very medical techs, so it’s just a day and a few hours and I’m back to normal."

"It doesn’t mean it’s okay." Bea said, "This new job of yours is taking too much from you. We can tell."

"What if you end up dying?" Rea asked.

"Rea-"

"I had a dream where you died, big brother!" Rea interjected, "Ma and Pa are already in the hospital, fighting between life and death! We don’t want you to join them!"

"Rea is right, big bro." Bea said, "This is becoming too much. What if one day the job you’re in kills you?

Please, don’t go!"

The sisters closed their eyes and hugged AJ tighter.

AJ, in seeing how worried they are, softened up.

There was silence in the atmosphere for a while until AJ spoke up.

"I get it. I really do."

The twins opened their eyes and gazed up to their elder brother.

"You’re right... I do come back looking hurt." AJ said, "You’re also right to be worried about me. But I’m not going to die.

I already made a promise to myself to have no intention of doing that. Not when I have a family that is waiting for me and a family to look after."

"This job you’re doing... Why don’t you just quit, though?" Bea asked, "Find another Wednesday job."

"Yeah. That way you won’t be getting hurt like always." Rea said.

"Unfortunately, it’s not that simple." AJ said, "This job as much as I hate to admit it, it’s the main reason why ma and pa aren’t dead yet.

It’s also one of the main reasons why I have been able to pay the bills and other things as well.

If I quit, they will die and things will get way harder than it was before."

"We’re so scared." Rea said.

"We are." Bea said as well.

AJ however said nothing in response.

His hands caressed the locks of his sisters until the door bell rang.

"Mr AeJei, I have arrived!" An elderly feminine voice sounded.

"Ah! She’s here." AJ said as he turned his sights towards the direction of the sound, "Looks like I won’t miss my work bus."

AJ left the embrace of his sisters and headed towards the door.

However in the middle of his approach, he halted and looked over his shoulders only to see his sisters turning their face away in sadness.

Seeing their faces, AJ became more conflicted but he sighed and resumed walking.

Somewhere else in a tall building, Morgan Qrow was packing her belongings, preparing to leave the house and travel back to Manuwuge city for her match with AJ tomorrow.

In the middle of her preparations, she heard her door bell ring which made her furrow her brows.

Her bell rang again and again, leading Morgan to head towards door and peep through the door hole.

After peeping for a moment, Morgan sighed and opened the door.

In front of her stood an elderly couple, well dressed in formal attires.

Behind them were their bodyguards - men in suits and shades.

Morgan and the couple stared at each other for a while.

Silence loomed over the atmosphere.

While staring, tears welled at the corner of the eyes of the elderly woman.

The man’s face softened as he gazed at Morgan.

"Elizabeth..." The woman said to Morgan as she struggled to fight back her tears and remain composed.

"It’s been too long... Far too long... Daughter." The man said to Morgan.

But Morgan, however, didn’t seem moved in the slightest upon seeing them.

"What do you want?" Morgan asked the two.

"We... We came to see our daughter." The woman answered, "Elizabeth... Elizabeth Rockchild."

Morgan stayed silent for a while. Her eyes nor face showing no emotions at her words.

"Well, she’s not here." Morgan replied, "Now if you excuse me-"

Right before Morgan to slam her door shut, the elderly man held it, making Morgan to turn her sight towards him with an arched brow.

"It’s been years since we last saw you." The man said, "Please, hear us out."

"Unfortunately, I don’t have the time to do that. I have to take my leave and a match to prepare for." Morgan said, "So, now, if you ’excuse’ me-"

"Elizabeth, please!" The woman desperately pleaded as she stepped forward a little, "Please, hear what we have to say."

Morgan stared at her parents before her eyes shifted to their bodyguards.

After a time of silence, Morgan exhaled deeply with both eyes closed and returned her gaze back to her parents.

"You have ten minutes. Once it’s up, you get out." Morgan said to the couple, "Come on in."

Morgan stepped aside, giving way for her parents to enter her home.

As the parents stepped in, the bodyguards wanted to follow but Morgan extended an arm sideways at the moment she turned her sights to them.

"Not you. You two stay outside." Morgan said.

Morgan’s parents turned to their guards and the father nodded his head as a sign for the bodyguards to agree with Morgan’s demands.

The bodyguards stepped backwards, allowing Morgan to slam the door shut on their faces.

While her parents were observing the house their daughter was living in, Morgan walked past them.

The parents took observed the wallpapers and the portraits of paintings hung.

They observed the crow lamps and the small sculptures that were set near the walls and the windows.

"This is not a bad house, I must say." The father said to Morgan, "Though it’s not to the standard of a Rockchild but it’s quite beautiful.

Artistic if I may add."

"Indeed, dear husband." The mother said, "It seems our child still has that mind of arts."

"Take a seat." Morgan’s voice coldly sounded.

Her parents took a glance at each other and both gracefully sat on the sofa.

Morgan sat on a couch in front of them and crossed her arms and a leg. Her face still remained indifferent to her parents.

No one said anything for some time. All they did was stare at each other until the mother finally spoke up.

"Elizabeth, how have you been doing? Have you been eating well? I know-"

"I just want you to know that your ten minutes are running quick." Morgan interjected, "So if you’re going to say something, let it be important. Because once your ten minutes are up-"

"You’re out." Morgan continued as her irises glowed.