The Real RPG of Life Series: Memoirs of Friendship [FIN]

Chapter 7: Worries (Natasha)

I open my eyes back to reality. I was back in my room, lying down on my bed. Soon, I feel my own chest tightening. I started welling up tears in my eyes.

“Why?” I ask myself this question. Indeed my actions are somewhat all just emotional spurs of the moment: pushing Sara away when I saw her for the first time again at school, challenging her to a duel and raising my blade at her. I feel a crushing pain in my chest whenever I try to recall our duel.

Should I have tried to be a pacifist and tried to hear her out? Should I just forgive her? All of these questions boggled me. I was lost in my own swirl of emotions. I don’t know what I really want anymore.

I soon hear someone knocking.

“Natasha? It’s me.” It was my dad.

“Go away for a while dad! I don’t wanna talk with anyone…”

“Good. Just listen to me for a while.” I could hear him sitting in front of my door for a while. I went closer and sit, leaning my back against the door.

“Natasha, I’m sorry if we have to move to another place. Job promotions don’t often come by these days especially to people such as myself. I’m getting old after all.”

“…”

“But, even so, I do want to try and listen to your feelings since you’re my one and only daughter. Your mother and I love you very much.”

“…”

“So… if you really want to stay here, then…” he pauses slightly, “I’ll just move there by myself. You and your mom can live here until you finish high school.” It shocked me at first, thinking that my own selfishness was affecting not only me but others as well.

“T-that’s… mom’s not gonna approve of that!” I yelled at him, which was not my intention at all.

“I’ll talk it out with her. She’ll understand eventually. I’d rather move alone by myself to my new workplace than see you like that again.”

“W-what are you talking about?”

“I still remember, that girl you told me when you were a bit younger. Sara, was it? How I was worried that I’d never see you smile again because of her.”

“…”

“But now, I can see you lively and cheerful again. Not to mention you wear that lovely smile you have before; it just gives me enough drive to work hard, you know?” My dad was the clingy type, always butting in whenever I had problems. And I love him because of that.

“So, I’ll be moving out at the end of June to get settled at my new house and workplace. I just want you to know that.” I couldn’t help but be dragged again by my swirling emotions and cry. I open the door, looking at my dad with teary eyes.

“I can’t let you go alone!” I drop down to my knees and hug him.

“Natasha…”

“You’ve… always helped me get through tough times! Don’t tell me you’ll leave me just because of my selfish reasons!”

“I’m not. I’m just protecting the smile I treasure the most.” He gives me that fatherly smile he always shows me whenever I was sad. I soon hear my mom coming up from the stairs; my dad notices her.

“Well, there you have it. Nat says we all go, then we go.”

“Are you sure that’s alright, Natasha?” I didn’t reply for now and just hugged him tighter.

“My, what a clingy daughter I have here.” My dad remarks, “She got that from you, dear.” My mom replies.

“Say Natasha, wanna go eat dinner with me tomorrow evening?” My dad offered me.