mako’s OC corral

[ He appears at the Warren house without words, Selphie’s voice ringing in his ears, and as soon as one of his parents appears, Nida loses it entirely. -corditeheart]

Wendy hears the screen door slam and nothing further; odd, she realizes, as normally any one of her boys would either announce themselves loudly upon their arrival, or at the very least, make a beeline for the refrigerator.  But Nida has done neither of those things.  She leaves the dishes aside for a moment, grateful that the baby is finally taking longer than half an hour for an afternoon nap; Nia had been teething and miserable the past week, but it was hardly Wendy Warren’s first rodeo in regards to baby teeth breaking through.

Then she saw Nida’s crestfallen face, and instantly knew something was wrong; though what it was, she could hardly guess.  Wendy took a seat opposite him in the porch swing, not wanting to pry, yet wanting to know, just what was troubling her son.

Everything was not alright, but he didn’t even know where to begin, letting his shoulders slump, his head fall into his hands, the secret he’d tried so hard to keep from his family, to keep everyone from worrying, from fussing over Selphie, who had enough to worry about.

It all came spilling out, and by the end of it, Nida was sobbing openly, incoherent.

“Tell me what’s happening, Nida,”  Wendy finally said softly.  “I thought Selphie looked a little pale the last time you brought her by, but....”  She bit her lip.   “I assumed it was the flu.  There’s always an outbreak of something or other at Balamb Garden.”