I Was Five And He Was Six Novels & Stories

she said gently, “you’re very brave. Thank you for telling me. Now, can you tell me how old you are?” “Five.” He whispered it with certainty, the way children always do when they’re proud of knowing something. His tired little smile cut me in two. I couldn’t hold myself back any longer—I staggered to my feet, gripping the railing so hard it bit into my palms. “No. No, no, no, he's six months past seven! He’s seven, don’t let him, don’t let him go backwards like this!” My voice was high, frantic, rising like a scream I couldn’t cage.

"Don't let it get to you, he just calls every lady he sees mama." I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing my face to go blank. I couldn't let him see my expression. "How old is he?" I asked, my voice stiff. Dante brushed a lock of damp hair off the boy’s forehead. "Five." Five. The boy did look that age, even smaller. That just confirmed it even more. My own son would be six. It was six years ago when I miraculously gave birth to him. Since this boy was five, the math didn't work. It was impossible.

"Ahhhh! Ha ha ha....Jay Jay....ha ha ha...stop...ha ha....stop tickil...ha ha...tickling me....ha ha ha ha..." I straddled her, smiling proudly at myself. "Not until you say you're sorry." She jutted her chin up, stubbornly. Her pretty eyes glistening with mischief and her smile proud. "No." "Say you're sorry for saying that I'm not stronger than you." "You are five and I'm six. You can not be stronger than me." I scoffed. "Can too." "Can not." "Can too." "Can not." "Can not." "Can not."

"Sweetheart! Why are you up so early?" "It's my BIRTHDAY!!" I yell "Nahh, it can't be. You only just had a birthday." "But Dad, that was last year.." "So, sweetheart, how old are you today?" "I'm 6 today" "No, you can't be" "Yes, I am" "Nahh! I'm sure you are only what? 3?" "No! Silly Daddy, I'm 6!" "Nahh!" "Aha!" "No!" "Yes" "Okay! Okay! You two... Let's go down and have some breakfast." Mum says, laughing at the banter between father and me.

he asked. "Six,"I replied, confident about my words. "I'm nineteen,"he spoke flatly. "H...huh?"I blabbed stupidly. "So what you're saying is.....I gave birth to Junior when I was 13, and I gave birth to Reign when I was what? 15? Seriously?"he tilted his head, peering at me. Ah shit. Could someone just kill me al-fucking-ready? I was finished. I wasn't even thinking in proper English anymore.

I told him, scanning the walls already imagining bright colors and scattered toys. His face lit up. “I can’t wait!” I smiled. “Alright then, come on. Let me help you with your bath.” “Mummy,” he said, crossing his small arms, “I’m six.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Right, you’re a big boy now.” He nodded proudly and trotted off. I waited as he bathed, listening to the faint splashes from the bathroom, a sound that used to fill my evenings before everything changed.

I mean, it’s good that he will meet new friends but there’s still that motherly fear I have. "Are you ready baby?" I ask him. Benny nods at me with a smile. "I'm a big boy now. I'm six." He pulls out seven fingers. "Is that six?" I arched an eyebrow. He giggles. "Ops! I mean... One, two, three, four, five, six. Six!" He counts carefully as he pulls one finger after the other. "Six." He smiles widely. I smiled and kissed his forehead, "Very good. Let's go. Time for me to drive you to school."

The two of them exchanged a glance and then hugged each other. I couldn't help but stare in wonder. I knew he was Aya's boyfriend, but I'd never actually seen him before. He was kind of tall, with dark hair and a strong chin. His eyes were round and his cheeks were stubbly. Overall, he was a handsome guy. "It's nice to meet you," I said to Yu. He smiled and nodded. "Likewise. I'm glad you could come." "Thank you for inviting us."

Before I knew it small tiny arms flung around my body, I groaned tiredly. "Aunty Beth you're awake we've waited for you to wake...." Astley started. "Like forever," Anton supplied. I furrow my brows in confusion, "How old did you guys say you were again?" "Five," they replied at the same time with a smile on their faces. They were both missing two front teeth, it made me crack a smile.

His member didn't go unnoticed wanting attention. "Now let me wash your hair?" I said pulling away. "Your can't reach.." he smiled widely. "I'm 5'4.." I rolled my eyes. "I'm 6'5.." He gave me a smirk. "LiAr, you must be 6'0.." "Fine, I'm 6'1.."