My psycho side

She knew

    Being dragged about by a girl around a house wasn't part of my to do list but I weirdly let this girl drag me. I could easily peel her hand off of mine judging from the way she looks, she can't take me down. She's soft and weak, just like Camaya.

   Well, Rita pulls me into a room I suppose is hers all to the third floor of this house. Her room is much bigger than mine or Jeff's. She directs me to her bed and makes me sit down on it.

   "So what have you brought me here for?" I ask getting straight to the point.

    She pulls a chair and sets it infront of me making a slight noise. She sits and starts rubbing her palms on her thighs and my eyes follow the movement. For a minute she keeps doing that and it irritates me.

    "Stop doing that." I motion to her laps and eventually she stops.

    "I uhh... I know what my bro... brother did to you Camaya."

   For a moment I'm knocked out breathless. I just stare at her trying to analyze what she just said. So she knew and did nothing about it. She let her disgusting brother taking advantage of Camaya and she DID NOTHING ABOUT IT. I don't mean to be rude or anything but I stand up and make my way to the door but of course Rita stands in my way.

   "Camaya please, please listen to me. I couldn't do anything. I was helpless."

   "YOU COULD'VE DONE A WHOLE LOT RITA." I shout which I didn't mean to and it makes her flinch just for a split second.

   "You could've done a lot Rita. Maybe you could've walked in the room, maybe knocked the damn door or created any kind of distraction and even just the tiny bit would've helped Camaya escape that..." I realise I've been crying when I taste a bit of salt in my mouth.

   Rita tries to touch me but I back away.

  "I tried to think of a way but I couldn't. I was just so shocked. I never thought my brother could do that to anyone much less to... you." She chokes.

   "I can't even call him my brother anymore after what he did. I am ashamed."

  "I am really sorry Cama..."

  "Don't you dare say that name. And FYI I'm not Camaya but Maya."

  I slam the door behind me and take a big deep breath. I need to calm down so I can think properly.

   First off, which side did we come with? Was it the right or left? I wip my head left and right trying to remember which hallway we used earlier. Argh I really need to keep my guard up.

   I decide to take the left turn and thankfully, I find the familiar staircase we just climbed. I head to my room and slump on the bed. Sigh.

   William is dead, the only person who could've helped me out of this. What should I do now? I barely know anyone around here and Camaya... Wait Camaya writes everything in her diary. Where is it?

    Remembering why I kept the diary, I move faster than normal. It takes me a while to read through everything there trying as hard as possible not to read about the day.... Well you all know. Nothing useful. I keep the book back in it's place and walk back into the room.

   If there's nothing useful, then I  need to do my own search for that. With that I walk out the room looking for the older lady I found earlier. After about two minutes of searching, I spot her in the kitchen cleaning up.

   "Uhh ma'am..." the words sounding bitter in my mouth. I never ever address people with titles or formalities. Be it old or young, it's kind of useless to me. I mean everyone has a name they should be addressed with.