Amnesia

Chapter 2

Unlocking the wooden door that greeted me with a key, I walked inside my house.

The open space that gave the living room some air, is decorated with pictures from the adventure and vacation that me and my family went when there was granny around.

Great time.

Now, those were just pictures. I drew my eyes looking through all the pictures, the smiles that everyone made was made out of sincerity and happiness.

I miss my mom.

My old mom, the one who would pampered me with candies or even played with me in the playground whenever James was not around.

I miss my mom so much.

"Mom, I'm home!" I shouted from the door of my house as I saw it was empty and cold.

She forgot to turn off the aircond.

Don't even know why I bother to shout it.

Even if she was here, no, even if anyone was here. They'd never reply to me, anyway.

Dropped my bag on the floor, I peeked out from the window and checked on James. He wasn't in his living room, so I assumed he's in his bedroom.

Looking around, my smile started to appear.

"Yes, I'm all alone."

Don't get me wrong, I'd rather come back home with no one's inside than having my mom doing her chores with tight face on her face as soon as she sees mine.

I went up the stairs, took a bath and prepared to do my homework downstairs. I turned on the radio and listened to some musics.

Four pages of Science was done easily. Stood up, I strected my tired body due to long period of sitting.

I went to the kitchen and saw mom has made some food for me. Took a bowl from the cabinet and cutlery, I began to scoop tomato soup in the pot. Afterwards, French toast that I made for myself.

Weird combo, great taste.

After a quick dinner, I turned on all the main lights in my house as the sun started to leave the sky.

I was in my room when I saw James doing his homework on his study desk.

Tapped the window, he didn't look up and I immediately opened the window and climbed the strong tree branch that connects my room to James'.

Trees climbing is my profession.

I just sat on one of the branches and stared at him in hope he notices me.

My eyes were on him until I eventually slept on the branch. I was too tired to kept my eyes open. I didn't notice that but since it's a thing that I always did so I'm not that surprised of myself.

My eyes snapped open and the moon started to greet me with it's smile.

But not James'.

He finally looked up after I adjusted my position, then he stood up and stared at me for a while. He had bloodshot eyes and almost saying : "Help me. " with his eyes.

I tried to smiled but he didn't return it. I was uneasy that I froze on my spot.

He let one of his tears slipped away and put on the coldest face before walked to his lamp switch and turned it off. He was going to sleep and I am still left on the tree — confused.

Triggered by his doings, I knocked on his window. He woke up and sped his step. Then, open the windows lock pad — harshly.

"What do you want?" James uttered with a frown. His eyes were still red and I looked at him, feeling the burn on my cheeks.

Clearing my throat, I managed to utter some words.

"We are supposed to have best friend sleep," but before I made a full sentence, he cut me off.

"We're not best friends, " he growled.

"Or even friends anymore. Go away and don't ever call me your friend." His voice was so stiff that I could barely heard him.

What?

"Why? " I flinched.

"Really?" He smiled in disbelief before continued "I am so disgusted with you."

My eyes were still on him and when he saw I had no clue what he was saying, his eyes softened for a while.

"Ask yourself." He closed his window, crawled to his bed and turned his back to me.

I was speechless. Lightheaded, I closed my eyes and take a deep breath.

Crawled back in my room, myriads of questions stared to haunt me silently.

Why was he acting like that?

It must be a tough day for him.

That was what I thought. I was going to turn off the light because I was getting ready to bed before I founded out a sticky note on my mother's room. It wrote :

'All of us are going to be away for the weekend. I bought what you need to eat in the kitchen. Heat it up. You're going to be alright.'

No wonder.

Went back to my room and peeked at James' room. Is he asleep? How can he get a sleep after he said that? If it was me I'll coax him back or watch his favourite movie and try to make him laugh.

Or maybe you wouldn't even dare to say such thing.

At the moment I was completely drained out. I was just an elementary school kid. No drama.

Like "don't ever call me your friend" kinda drama?

I wish tommorow will be better.

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