Film of Love

Quarante Trois

After the sunset blanketed the city, my auntie came back having her big eco-bags that are very useful and heavy-duty, and it was only to be filled up with a bundle of leafy veggies, some tangerines, and strawberries. I tip-toed from afar so that I can see if she brought a countable bag of chips, and didn’t find any as they came to an end of removing all the items. It's pretty sad and it looks like there will be no chips as a snack but she can't do anything if we will be the ones buying them.

I put my feet on the ground and entered the dining area to get some news I smelled in the air but what I didn’t notice is that they come before they even started which made me embarrassed and tortured myself by warily looking at them, little did I know that I was caught in the first place, they just never bother to tell me. I grunted and take a seat with my cousin, while we look at her mother who will now cook, as always, our dinner. I am surprised that we will be eating after the clock's hand landed on the 6, which is late for them. You might be wondering where the hell is Dem, well, she went back as early as she can. As much I want to keep her in here to rest because I can relate to how tiring it must be for her to go here and drive for hours. I am worried about her health and who knows if she is still sleeping great, back on Caen.

As far as I know, it’s Dem's first time going there and she can handle it pretty well as for me, by there means the hospital. I have honestly had never been one of those people who profess that I dislike going to the Hospitals but who wants to go there anyway? Not me but I rarely say it as we mentioned “hospitals” not that often and nearly none, in this household.

I have only been there when I was a kid where my mom said I tripped or something, I can’t seem to establish what is the reason why I am being hospitalized, I never knew that it has some dark secrets behind those things that happened to me way back when I was a bit younger. As I remembered, I have forgotten everything about why I wanted to be free and be away from them, but the thing is where can I start.

“Earth to Aryn!” Cosette waved at me, trying to get my zoned-out self out of the zone. I shift my glanced to her and asked. “What is it?”

“Mom asked if your friend is here, coming here or she finally departed,”

“Oh.” I sounded disappointed by the question. I feel bad for Dem because my aunt seems not to like her, just in the beginning for my sake, but I can’t do anything but keep on making her understand that Dem doesn’t bring harm. She just liked that and finally, I knew the reason I can put in place the understanding on my side and Dem’s.

I walked up to her, leaving Cosette alone who went to the living area, which gave me relief by knowing she can overhear our conversation and this matter needs to be confidential as possible. I don’t want everybody to know what Dem is going through right now because some want to give pity on her when she doesn’t need to.

“Uhm…Can I talk to you, auntie?” I asked while fidgeting in my spot behind her, as she prepared the ingredients.

“You’re talking to me right now,” she replied. “What is it?”

“It’s about Dem,” I began. “She surely left that day without knowing that her father was sent to the ER on the same day.” I saw her nod so I continued to tell her the little but precise reasons. I hope she understands and be considerate with her feelings.

“Where is she right now then?” she asked. I can hear no hint of dislike or be annoyed. I told her that she went to bed early because of her tight schedule and messy situation right now. I sighed in relief as she told me that it was fine for her to sleep here and she wants to apologize also on how she reacted. I am unwary of the situation and why she reacted that time, I think being kind to say where and why you should do that thing is very important to Aunt Melinda.

“Are you hungry?” she asked me.

I shook my head and said. “No, I’m fine for now.” She nods and I told her that I’ll be in my room if she needs me.

I looked at Dem who is in her deep sleep on the left side of my queen size bed. I fixed slightly the blanket and cautiously pull my seat and sit as I pick up my bag and pulled out my MacBook, and all of the draft papers that I have in the beginning as well as the pouch full of pens and pencils. A notebook falls out of my bag. I opened it in the wrong way but noticed the notes that I took from the interview with the old man, and noticed the surname I just read to the name that flashed on Dem’s phone.

I looked back to Dem and my notebook, wondering if I saw it correctly, I guessed it right or it’s just some coincidence because Martin is such a common surname. I just put it back once again because I don’t know exactly if there is a connection between it and I know Dem don’t even know what they looked like.

I went on and did what I need to do as time passes by quicker than you ever know. I have been revising my work when my phone suddenly vibrated. I don’t expect someone to call me but still check on it because I am afraid that it is an emergency. I still do notice and answer those calls although it was from an unregistered number, I'll take the risk and might as well learn or train myself how to handle any situation and that being said, I can prevent people scamming me, or I can avoid it. Answering an unfamiliar phone call is also my biggest concern because of the fact that I am away from my family when an emergency came through, I might ignore it because of that mindset which is not that bad too. Realizing this situation, I find it funny because it might not or might be their biggest unsettling concern to me when I decided to move out, and now I also feel it. Seeing them grow old, I felt bad about choosing what I wanted but I don't regret every inch of it. I am just sad that I can't be with them one yell, one call away, but I will trust them to Johan. I know he will perform well his duties and responsibilities even he is still young.

You two will never be escaping from your parents’ yesterday’s haunting pasts. It will crawl at your back without even noticing it. – unknown.

I stopped in my tracks but then I decided not to reply because it may be spam, a scam, or a prank from someone and it’s not also a registered number.

Tomorrow the sun will Rise In the east. Sound of cries, The sound of begging, and The heart of who falls in love with a Nobody. Blood will take place to get the retribution that I lost in the battles of the rags.