How Green Becomes Wood

Daizi stroked Alec's hair, loving and protecting him as she sat on the floor with him. After this, eventually, she'd need to get up and find time to fill her own needs back up. It was hard, the way everything was being thrown around and she knew it wasn't safe for her to walk further in to him and when he was saying how he didn't want to exist, it reminded her of so much. Of Dark, that horrible day. Of her brother. Of her son Omar. She wanted to curl up somewhere but couldn't yet.

"Do you think she's been helpful, though?" She asked gently, rubbing his back.
 
Alec sighed and rested his head in her lap again. "I just kind of... panicked. I saw it in boxes and I thought... I just... I couldn't take them being in boxes again. But it is nice to not trip over things."
 
Alec grunted softly. After a bit, he pushed himself up into a sitting position and took hold of Daizi's hand. "I am sorry, Mama. I got scared of what was happening and just... lost my head. With everything. And felt like I couldn't stop or else worse things would happen. I couldn't stop."
 
Alec felt tears prick his eyes as he stared into Daizi's asymmetrical face. He still found her beautiful in a way he could not describe. "I love you, Mama. I trust you," he whispered. He took another deep breath. "You should get off the floor."
 
"Before or after his heart attack?" Alec asked, helping her up. "I know he'd help, but I... just... I don't know. I don't want him to, and I don't know why, and I'm too tired to figure it out right now. Maybe later. I'll make it less hazardous tonight."
 
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