BOOMERANG

Chapter 4

EVE'S POV

Saturday afternoon, my alarm went off waking me up in the process. I sneaked a peak on my sleepy head of a best friend and smiled at our wonderful bond.

Nel and I are like siblings. Having known each other since childhood, we've seen each other grow. At the age of 21 now, we both are like inseparable twins. Man, am I blessed or am I blessed ??

We fight over stupid reasons and share every dirty little secret with each other. One can't function without the other. We even have some resemblance as in, turquoise blue eyes, both petite with 5'3" and slender. What sets us apart is our hair. While she carries her straight honey blond bob graciously, I always tie my wavy dark auburn locks in a messy bun.
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She's been my family since the day the whole ordeal started, Nel and her dad, Uncle Wen to be exact. I wonder why they agreed to accept such a dirt-bag like me when my own family was ashamed and hesitant about having me in their life. They've been God-sent angels for me.

Since the day I literally became his daughter, Uncle Wen's been taking care of all my hospital bills. I do work to earn my living but getting permission from uncle Wen to work was like finally convincing China and America to be buddies again. Okay, I may have exaggerated there, it's not that tough. However, the only trick that really worked for me was emotional blackmailing. I had to tell him how working would be a nice distraction from all the bad thoughts that wanders in my mind all the time.

Of course he had to agree. He's seen me when I hit rock bottom in my life. He is the father that I never had. Somewhere in this world, my step-mom and her kids are still alive. My own mother died while giving birth to me. Dad married Ana 5 years later after my mom dad. However, after my own father's demise I was left with them, with Ana and her kids. I was 15 then. I'm I wonder if they still think of me. After all, I used to be their favorite. Well, favorite until they thought that i brought shame to our family. Was it easier for them to abandon me because I was not their own? I don't think blood connects hearts together. Well, now I have a big circle of people I love and they love me back equally or more. We aren't blood relatives though.

I met my other three buddies later in life, not that they are of any less importance to me. Nel and I had moved to boston from LA after my family kicked me out. We joined Northeastern University and fortunately, it was closest to our apartment. We lived in a beautiful apartment in Hemenway Street, thanks to Uncle Wen. During my first semester, I had a class with Jennifer - Child Psychology. We connected really well in our first meet because she was not eyeing me with suspicion for having a baby bump at the age of 18. I introduced her and Nel the next day where Jen came along with her long-time boyfriend Nick. It was Nick who introduced Dan to us after a couple of weeks. They've been playing soccer for NE.

I was pulled back from my trance by Nel's hand that she'd placed on my shoulder. She knew this day would hurt me. She knew the fact that no matter how strong I pretended to be, I was still breaking inside. She'd been my missing piece.

Nel knew it well enough not to push me any further with questions.

She gave me a side hug and said, "Eve, It's almost 1 in the afternoon and we need to make it to Woodlawn soon, after the breakfast of course."

This has been our tradition. Another visit to my baby Sarah, I gave her the name. She's buried in the Woodlawn Cemetery that's almost an hour ride. Nel always gives me a ride there.

Thanks to Uncle Wen, while I was lying unconscious on the hospital bed, he decided to bring my baby here because he thought I'd like to visit her someday. How thoughtful of him.

Of course, the news of my baby's death did no good to my health. Until today, I have a crippled left arm wrapped with a titanium cover to protect it from external injuries because I've lost sensation on my left arm and I will not feel anything even if I accidentally injure that part.