Death Call (Part 1 complete)

Chap. 4.3

I alter my mood. I could not believe this young mind will think like that easily. He must not know the things about the two of us. I should tell mom to get him away to grandma as soon as possible. If ever Dwight is here, he is thinking about the connection between my former partner and me. I will let him stay there for months before the class starts in September. If there is anything that I could do now, it must be getting Dwight away from our residence. He should not come because he tolerates my brother’s mind. If Morris did not share me the story, I would not know that they are getting close together. This is not happening to me. This is not true.

“You better sleep now, Isle. Tomorrow, we will be going to the dentist to see that teeth of yours,”

“Okay, I hope Dwight will come with us,”

Never. Never. Never. He should never come with us. I hate him very much.

“Ugh,” I do not know what to reply. “Sam will come with us tomorrow”

“I do not want her to come,”

“Why?”

He never answers me back. I know there are things that he does not know amidst Dwight and me. I only get him asleep first. It is hard to understand that even my brother and he are friends. Before, I know that Isle would not like him but now, he consider him as his playmate. I keep on trap on that topic until I totally knock down.

The next day, I wake up with a wobbly feeling.

I think I am sick or somewhat ill. I have colds and I cannot go with Isle today to the clinic. I lie down feeling sad. This is his fault. Why do I keep on thinking on him last night? I hate that reckless, unimportant, freak person because he always gets me into trouble. It started in the beach, next was in the hospital and now, in my own house. How crazy is this? If I have a chance to kill him, I already do that for a long time. All this time, he puts into a situation like this. I keep on sneezing until I suddenly cough. I am scared. This is getting worse. This is getting worse. I need to call my doctor. I need to call anyone. I will contact nine-one-one. Is it for hospital service? I think not. I could not remember what is the contact number is. I gaze outside the window; keeping my forehead up high to seek for Sam. at last. I see her coming. I know she will come. I go up from my bed and run downstairs. I never predict that I will slip in the doorway. Fortunately, my feet are not injured.

“Katrina,” Sam calls. “Are you there?”

“You can just wait for awhile because,” I slowly stand up. “Because I will open the door for you”

I twist the doorknob and open it. I see Sam wearing her favorite purple shirt and flossy glittering jeans. Her heels are so fascinating with glistening diamonds stick into it. I ergo that my best friend is going to be the America’s next top model. I can feel it. It is coming so soon.

“Hi, Sam,” I greet with my lips curve in gladness. “You come so early”

“Yes, I know that you have something to tell me so I come up here earlier because I have an appointment with my relatives”

“Oh,” I react. “Okay, come in”

We go inside and north to the dining room where I see my brother eating his cereals. Sam greets him but he does not respond. We sit together and I start the topic. I sneeze and cough again and the two of them laugh because they see my hair unfix.

“You look so funny Katrina,” Isle says.

Sam keeps on laughing.

“Stop it. It is not funny any longer. You guys just laugh forcedly. It is untrue”

They stop.

I go back to the topic where I am going to tell her that I am not feeling well so I will let her be with my brother to go in the clinic. I know she will accept my favor. She looks very nice from her outfit she wears but not in her hairdo. She has a hair band with clip so visible and for me; it is embarrassing. However, I will never mind for it because I need this little man’s teeth be taken care before Joan gets home.

“Sam, can you go with Isle?” I request.

“Yes,” She agrees. “I am free”

“Thank you very much,” I utter my gratitude. “You are only the friend I can only trust”

“Don’t worry, Kath, I will not kill your bother”

I never know that he hears it. He hastily stops eating his breakfast and runs back to his room. We follow him towards his room.

“Kath, what is his problem?”

“I do not know”

We keep on knocking and knocking but he want us to get away. This is what I thought already last night. He never wants Sam to accompany him but Dwight. He wants Dwight to be with him.

“Isle, you should understand me,”

“I hate understanding you anymore. I want to be with my only friend. Dwight is my only friend”

I cannot take it anymore. He gets me angrier than ever. What I do is I get the keys on the cabin and open his door. I fruitfully open it and I am so happy for that little achievement. We both get inside his room but he is missing, he disappears.

“Where is he?” Sam asks.

“He cannot escape from us. We should find him here”

We open every cabinet and closet in his room. I seek on under his bed, on his terrace and at the back of his cabinet but he is not there. I stop for a moment when I hear him chuckle. The sound comes from the large toy box. I tell Sam to open it and I am daze of what I see. He goes out and throttles her. As I see him doing that, I get his blanket and tie him up.

“What is your problem, Isle? You are slowly getting out of your mind”

“You are the one who acts like that. You do not value what I am asking for. Dwight is the only one who can give what I wanted. I am asking myself why you are my sister. I consider him as my brother and he promised me that if ever he will have his own family, he will adapt me as one of their child”

“You do not know what you are saying,” I start to cry. He is totally brainwashed by him. I need to send him to granny now. “Sam, help me pack his things up”

“Why?”

“We will go to Frankfort. I will send this stubborn alien out of the house for months”

“You cannot do this. I will tell mom and dad about what did you do to me”

“You cannot stop anymore, Isle. I am much older than you are. You are lacking of respect of me”

The two of us keeps on fighting and Sam could not get it anymore. I throw away his pillows and he gets his toys and throws it to me. I never know that a toy car will hit Sam. She suddenly goes down. I stop and he throws me a large plastic hammer on my head. Now, the dizziness continues. I lie down on his bed, touching my head aching like a stone smash to it.

“I promise,” I say. “I will bring you to Frankfort”

I cannot open my eyes so widely because the intensity is strong.

I faint.

For the past two hours that I fall asleep, I see no one inside the room. The floor is clean and the bed is repair like there is nothing happen. I call them but no one answers me back. I cannot move my head one hundred eighty degrees because the presence of nausea is here. I keep calling at them until I cough and sneeze. This is getting poorer this time. My immune system is getting weak. I am starting to worry about my plans for my revenge.

I have only two weeks to come before the second month of my leave will come. I need to take care of myself again from getting ill. This is destroying my plan.