Chapter 8: "Ups"
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When I turn around I find Thomas, Sebastian, Teo, David and ... Cameron? All the last people I was hoping to see here, together, and who clearly don't like me being here, together with them, all together. Too many together.
"The real question is what are you doing here?" I say defensively, I did not know they were coming and it is most likely not the first time.
"Oh no, you are not saved from this little sister. I'm going to tell mom" David threatens me, grabbing me by the arm, which I let go of right away.
"If you tell them that I came, I'll tell them that all of you were there too and that obviously it is not the first time you have come. Do you all do it every week? Once a month? Tell me because if we are going to tell the story, we are going to tell it well" I smile triumphantly, if I fall, they all fall with me.
"Ug" Thomas and Teo yell frustrated, while they look at me angrily.
"I love you just the same" they smile at me falsely but they can't hold a giggle and neither can I.
"Well, stay here but you will not return" Sebastian says, forbidding me, and he will not forbid me anything because he is not one of my parents and I do not have to pay attention to him.
"And do you think I'm going to listen to you? Oh no dear, you are not the one to tell me what to do" I turn around and get on my beloved motorcycle.
"Are you going to leave me like this? Who did you come with? Who brought you?" at that moment I hear that Chad says "I" which he definitely shouldn't have done because everyone is already rushing towards him.
"s**t Chad shut your damn mouth" I say when I get to him.
"Don't defend him" they all speak at once.
"Wow the timing" I speak looking at them and then I turn to Chad. "Come with me to look for the money" I do not let him or answer that I grab his arm and drag him with me.
"Hello, Sara Harris?" asks the boy who had called me as soon as we got to her.
"She herself in person" I answer smiling.
"Are you something of the Harris twins?" I roll my eyes as soon as he names them, how well known are they around here? And why can't there be more people with the Harris last name and not family?
But they are.
I know, but we might not be.
But they are.
I know I said!
FINE.
ALRIGHT.
"They are her brothers" I hear that Chad speaks before me and he looks at me surprised as if waiting for me to confirm it.
"And they are not twins, we are quadruplets, the two of them, me and another sister" I don't even know why I'm telling them, until I realize that I can know something from there.
"I can't believe it, the truth is that I don't" laughs sitting in his chair.
"And ..." I get a little closer to him, "how long have they been coming?" I whisper close to his ear.
"For a few months, capable more than a year now, I do not remember the truth. Oh there they are" I turn around and indeed there they are, a few meters from us and looking here, minus Cameron, he seems to be gone.
"Well, can you give me the money so we go?" I got tired of so much talk, and I want to go home again.
"Here you go, and I hope to see you again" he winks at me but immediately removes his smile.
"You're not going to see her around here again" all five say at the same time, I hate that they agree to speak, it's annoying, weird and it scares me.
"Well we're going" I'm about to go when I listen to my brother.
"You're not leaving" when I look at them, they had grabbed Chad by the neck and since I have nothing else to do I go for him.
"Damn it guys" at that moment they turn to look at me, although my best friend is missing, or I don't know what will continue to be at the moment, but everyone is there except him. "You are treating him as if he had hit me or something, by God they are not so exaggerated".
"He didn't hit you but he brought you here" says Thomas to which I roll my eyes, this is becoming a habit with all the nonsense that I am listening to.
"Yes but no. Nor that he had forced me to come, I wanted to come here, I wanted to run, I wanted to escape from home, I wanted not to tell anyone. What does he have to do with it?"
"That you started doing these things now that you know him" David speaks now, at this precise moment I could say that I feel attacked.
"Leave it like this, we are going to damn time. Rest assured that I am not going back here, and not because I liked it but because you are here. I'll see where I'll go" at that moment everyone's faces are transformed. "You are treating me as if I was 13 years old, stop f*****g around".
"Don't even think about it ..." he doesn't finish talking because he's interrupted by someone, and that someone is me.
"We're going" I grab Chad by the diver and drag him to our bikes that were next to each other.
"Now we are friends?" is seriously? Does this guy ask me that after fighting with all my friends and brothers?
"Let's go eat a pizza, follow me".
"Yes ma'am".
As we go to the pizzeria I think, Cameron did not even deign to look at me, I don't understand anything anymore, what will happen to him? He didn't say anything to me, he didn't even look angry, it was as if he had no expression on his face. I no longer care? No longer wants me? Will you still be my best friend? I don't know whether to talk to him or not, I don't know what to do.
And we return with a million questions.
You shut up.
Well.
Well.
WELL.
Ug, sh.
I'll just say that to find answers you have to look for them.
I know, the thing is where, or with whom.
You'll find out.
Yes, I suppose I will.
We arrive at the blessed pizzeria that is open 24 hours a day. and we asked after we settled in. We are quiet until the pizza arrives and there I ask him what he had in store since I saw the boys.
"Did you know they were going to be there?" he hesitates to answer me. "I don't care what you tell me, I want to know if you knew".
"At first I was in doubt as to whether it was them or not because I never approached them in all this time, we are like from different groups, let's say. But yeah, I found out the other day and for some reason I wanted you to know. You're good?"
"Perfect" I roll my eyes, what did I expect to answer that stupid question? "It's a joke?"
"No".
"Obviously I'm not well but hey, nothing can be done. It seems strange to me that no one knew about us, they never told us and we usually talk about everything, although clearly I suppose not" I look at the table and I realize that we ate all the pizza to which I laugh, we did not realize it or at least I.
"I'm seriously thinking that you're crazy and it's not the first time".
"I know".
"I knew it".
"I'm not crazy, but I know you think that" I feel tired but not sleepy, but thoughts. "I think it's time to go".
"Well" I greet him and go, I have to go back that last block to my house like today without noise, dragging the damn motorcycle.
When I least expect it I am already climbing my window to enter the room. All I do is brush my teeth, put on my pajamas and lie down to keep thinking.
What were they doing there?
They ran.
How long have they really been?
The boy told you.
Were they all lying to us?
And obviously yes.
Do I tell the girls or not?
I don't think it's a good idea.
Why is Cameron mad at me?
Apparently yes.
What did I do wrong?
I do not know.
Why is the world against me?
I do not know too.
Sarita, let's agree that we don't know anything. Your "answers" to my questions are useless because we really don't know anything, I don't know anything, and I have no idea who to ask.
I need someone to vent and I call the only person who will assist me.
Phone call
"Sara?"
"Yes".
"Why do you call me? We were together until a few long but short minutes ago".
"I don't know, I think Cameron is mad at me and I should be mad at everyone".
"And what do you want me to do?"
"Nothing, I don't know why I called you. Bye".
End phone call
I am sad and angry. What I do? What's happening to me?
And Chad was again the same person as the first day, I had a relatively good time tonight but surely that is how well we are going to get along with each other. No, I don't think the bet continues, it's like everything went to hell.
Maybe Chad is to blame for everything.
Why would it be? It just showed me the truth.
Sometimes you live better in lies.
Is seriously? Is my consciousness thinking that? Am I thinking that? Although it hurts, honesty is the best there can be. Sincerity ... am I sincere? Who is sincere? Or do we all live in a world of lies? It terrifies me to think that I will never get to know a person in truth, but the true truth. The truth is necessary, whether it hurts or not, it may make you happier, sadder, more nostalgic, more thoughtful, more suspicious, but it is always necessary, always.
The thing is philosophical.
At dawn one really thinks and reflects, one is more sincere in these moments than in others, it is like you are exposed, it is as if he really listens to my soul, the depths of it. I think what I really think, I dig deeper and discover things that perhaps I did not know.
Like maybe your best friend isn't your best friend anymore?
Can be.
You should talk to him.
It should, yes, it should.
You really feel bad, you're agreeing with me in everything I say.
It should be said that it is in almost everything, not everything and yes, I feel bad, tired, cheated and all the synonyms that you can find.
- Writer
