To be alive means feeling the full range of emotions. Even if your face is blank, your soul can be in a storm that makes you want to scream. I could feel my pulse pounding, my hands gripping the steering wheel.
Right now, I'm sitting in a car with a girl who wants to escape from me. She's trapped here because of me. Marta was looking out the window, waiting for us to finally arrive. Her expression was full of disappointment, and it was killing me inside.
When we pulled into the yard, I stopped the car. The girl was ready to get out without letting me say a single word. I stopped her.
Isara: Let's talk.
Marta: No, let's leave this conversation for later.
Isara: Tell me honestly. Are you afraid of me? Afraid that I'll do it again? - These thoughts caused aggression and protest in me.
Marta: If you were going to, you would have continued, even despite my protests.
Isara: I wouldn't have done that.
Marta: I just don't want to discuss it.
Isara: You don't like it? You don't like me, is that it?
Marta: You don't understand. I said I like you. The thing is...
Isara: If you like me, why are you pushing me away now? You kissed me.
Marta: It was you who kissed me. - She was outraged.
Isara: You kissed me back. Don't pretend.
There was a noise from the house. We didn't have time to finish our sentences. Two people were already walking towards us. Anon, who was clearly scared, and next to him... Sawika?
Isara: What the hell.. What is she doing here? - Marta was as surprised as I
was.
Despite the seriousness of our conversation, we had to interrupt. We got out of the car trying to figure out what happened. My sister looked no less angry than when she left.
Isara: You were supposed to fly to London this morning. How did you end up here? - There was definitely no joy on my face.
Sawika: How sweet that this is all you care about. Why didn't you answer my calls?
Isara: I turned off the sound for notifications. Tell me, why did you come back?
Sawika: The flight was rescheduled. When we finally waited, I received a message from Niwat. Our father got worse. He was taken to the hospital this afternoon. I sat with him for several hours, but I still couldn't get through to you.
Every day it got worse.
Isara: Where is Fai?
Sawika: Right where she was supposed to be.
Isara: You left her alone?
Sawika: She's not a child, I already told you. I needed to make sure our
father was okay and figure out where you were. - My sister looked at Marta. - Where were you?
Isara: It's none of your business. - I blocked the girl. - Give me the hospital address, I'll figure it out myself.
Sawika: Do you have a headache again? Why so much aggression? - I wasn't interested in discussing this topic with her at all. All I wanted was for her to get off the damn plane.
Isara: My mood couldn't be better, especially when things like this happen. - I felt my hand being touched.
Marta: Ms. Isa, Don't be so angry, please. - She continued to stay with me despite how the situation had gotten between us. I felt better when she looked at me. So not all is lost.
