Give Me Some Time

13

"Madam? You missed breakfast." Margaret told once she saw me walk down the stairs. The kids have long gone to school. It's 10am.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't feeling the best today."

"Wait where are you going?" she asked. I was heading towards the garden and putting my hat on.

"Today, me and the twin are gonna be having tea this evening. Can you prepare some snack? Cold one. Thank you, Marge." I winked at her and close the door.

I fold the walls to let air come in, the garden only need a little touch up, those plants won't grow in a day so I need to put the grown one in front. After a long hour of putting things perfectly, I sat at the table, laying my head on it

"I'm so tired." I sighed. I took out a bottle of pills from my pocket and held one on my hand, but what I didn't realised was that a few extra pills also got into my hand.

Just when I about to put them all in my mouth, somebody had slapped it away. Those pills fell off to the ground.

"What the, why did you do that, Marge!"  I kneeled to pick them up.

"I'm home." the voice said.

"Did you catch the cold too? Your voice is hoa-" I turned and the person shocked me.

"I think I'm having a heat stroke, Marge. You're taller and looked like Liam." I stared at the person.

"Don't you miss me?" the person asked.

"Wait, my migraine." I sat back and pinch my temple.

"Here." a bottle of water, the person put it right on my hand. Taking a clean pill from the bottle, I swallowed it with the water. I looked up back at the person.

"Liam? You're alive?" I asked, unsure of the person in front of me. He seemed to gain more muscle and beard. His hair is messy, shirt are torn and dirty. Only his eyes were clear.

"It is me. I'm alive." he said and I jumped, wrapping my hands around his shoulder. The sudden hug must have shocked him, he wasn't responding. I stepped back.

"I'm sorry, my clothes make you dirty." I cleared my throat and swiped the soils that got on to his shirt. He pulled my arm and hugged me back.

His body was shaking, I tried to move but his hands grip tighter, making no space between us, at all.

"I'm sorry for being so harsh to you before." he cried. His face was rested on my shoulder while mine to his chest.

"What exactly happened to you? Why are you apologising?" I asked. The Liam that I knew was far different from the one in front of me.

"I'm so sorry... Are you sick right now? You're hotter than the sun." he stopped crying and put a hand to my forehead. I sighed.

"The weather got me." I smiled, still resting my head to his chest.

"Let's get you inside." he tried to lift me but I stopped him. His eyes were the only thing not covered, and they were confused.

"I can walk." I said. He shook his head and put his hands on my waist. His smiled and soon, my feets off the ground.

With all energy I have left, I tried pushing him but he had not broken a sweat till we entered the house.

"Is your room still on the second floor?" he asked. I nodded. There's so many question in my head and I don't know how to ask. Until he had put me down on the bed, he sit next to me.

"I'm sorry, I realised I was being so arrogant and hurt you before. I'm really regretting my actions, towards everyone. How's my little brother and sister?" he wiped his face, the handkerchief became dirty.