Little Divine

18 - Mcdonalds

DIVINE'S POV

My mom, brother Enzo and I were outside of this place called McDonalds. I've heard about it from my master before, but I didn't want to bother him.

But I may have been asking my older brother what it means for the past few hours. He was still driving at that time and it took us two and a half to get here.

"This is just like the ice cream store. I don't know what's so special about this one," I sighed in disappointment as I look at Enzo, unpleased by this little surprise that he led us here.

"Oh come on little one! It's better than starving for hours," He grins and only looks away as me and my mom follow him inside. I puff a relief seeing that there were only a few people inside this place. Donald Trump? McDonalds? Yes, that one.

Mom got a table for a whole family to fit and I look at the menu above from the distance where the customers order. They also have an ice cream option but I wonder if it's better than the last one I ate.

"Sweetheart, listen to me," I snap from my thoughts and looked at Enzo, confused.

"Do you want ten chicken nuggets—"

"With any types of ice cream, yes, yes." I nod my head earning chuckles from mom and brother.

I want to see what ice cream is better and when I find what is the best then I'll make my brothers order me the ice cream that I want. Perks of being the youngest in family just hits different.

"I'm not sure what your dad and your other brothers want but I'll choose burger cheese with coke and fries for them and me."

Brother Enzo raises his hand, "I'll have the same mom," She only smiled and walked away to the counter.

He sat beside my seat and both of us were silent. He was texting someone, or maybe it's his girlfriend if he ever has one. I slowly peak my eyes to his phone and the screen went black. I look up and grinned, seeing my brother.

"Nice to meet you old man!" I said and I only felt hard rubs at the top of my hair.

"I'm not that old you silly goose" I glared at Enzo with a serious look. Did he really just call me a goose?

"I'm not a goose you big— old!—"

"Repeat what you said."

My brows unattached to my eyes as it went up and my body reacting to his stern voice as I slightly tremble. I saw that his face softens and tried to grab my hand but I quickly snatch it away.

I don't know what's happening to me. Why was this happening to me, in a middle of a public food restaurant? Why is my body suddenly reacting weird? I used my one blink and my older brother was replaced by a familiar person.

Jack, my master.

"No, it can't be.." I whispered as I backed away.

"Yes, it can be. I'll return for you and you won't ever get away from me again," He laughs as his figure stared disappearing. Suddenly, black dots appeared and I blink my eyes again. I was back.

"Hey, look at me," Enzo cups his other hand on my lower chin and my tears randomly bursted my bubble.

"Hug, please," I turn my head up and he engulfed me with a huge hug. I slowly snuck my arms way around to his chest as I held tighter.

He was going to find me. He was going to take me away again from my family, my parents and brothers. 

"I'm sorry sweetie, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to be that harsh to you," I shook my head. It wasn't his fault. It was my stupid mind who's playing tricks on me, but the other part of mine believes that master will take me again.

"He's gonna— take me away from me, a-again," I buried my wet face to the crook of his neck, biting my lower lip. I felt his grip tighten but I didn't move a single bit.

"He won't take you. I am here, we are here for you. Alright?" He kisses my forehead and I only bob my head down.

☆☆☆

Enzo handed me his phone and showed me the games he would usually play. I liked subway surfers the most and before he could teach me, I was already good at it. You just swipe left and right, collect coins and avoid the moving trains.

"They said that the foods might take a while," I look up to see mom and I nod.

I've been wondering why we're here chilling in mcdonalds while there's a literal war at the mansion. You see, I've been thinking about it when we left the house. If there's a shoot out going on then why didn't dad and our other brothers go with us?

Of course, I wouldn't forget how people randomly started attacking there without a reason. But why would they? Does my family have an enemy outside?

I have been dying to ask these questions but what if they get mad? It's just getting irritating right now. I might just ask them now.

I let out a dramatic cough and both mom and brother Enzo had their eyes on me.

"Yes cara?" Mom smiled.

"What happened at our house earlier? Why was someone shooting?" Their eyes stiffened and they face each other.

"A bunch of wild animals came to have a party with your dad and older brothers. That's how they celebrate it by doing the shooting, thing."

I rub the back of my head before nodding. I know they wouldn't reveal their secret yet. I only shrug and smile before my attention was at the phone.

After a few minutes of playing, the entrance of the restaurant opened revealing dad and my other older brothers. I smiled and threw the phone to Enzo as he catches it smoothly.

"Sweetie why would you do that??" I only giggled and saw the others going toward here.

"Dad!" I squealed in joy, hugging him into my arms then he gives me kisses to the cheeks. I slightly gag at the smell of his breath.

"You smell like blood," he only laughs and puts me on his lap.

We were now beside mom. Dante and Andres is at our left while the twins and Enzo is at the other side.

Dad and my other older brothers practically smelled blood and men cologne at the same time. They probably used a shampoo bottle filled with ketchup because that's just how they smell right now.

A little while, the foods had arrived. Mom wanted to pay but dad refused because he wants to pay, only leading them both to a useless but silly argument. I would just be straight jaw drop if it would be the reason of my parents' divorce.

All of us dug in and Xavrio and I shared chicken nuggets with each other. I tried dipping in the nugget at its sauce and then to my ice cream and ate it.

Watching the twins getting tortured by the weird food combinations I have is just totally fine. Mom, dad and Enzo was laughing while Andres and Dante had an amused expression.

I love my family.