Chapter 41

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Anna

It's already Wednesday.

5 days ago, I had an attack.

A terrible one in front of everyone.

It was like a nightmare and up until now, I can't even fathom if everyone were to discover my secret illness.

Especially my dear best friend.

Cindy.

Speaking of Cindy, do you know what she's like all these days since my terrible attack?

She's like my mother.

Nope.

Not the kind of mother to a daughter.

It's as if I'm her pet.

She's been with me all the time and we ended up sleeping together for two nights. Good thing I was able to persuade her to sleep in her own bedroom on Monday night.

All those days, our lives together seem pretty normal (aside from her petting me). I almost thought that everything will be alright as long as Cindy is with me.

But I'm wrong.

I've been waiting for someone.

And I don't know what could be wrong that not even one of the two has tried to visit me yet.

It's not that I'm expecting them to come or visit me, it's just that I think there's something off.

Even Cindy has not yet mentioned anything about the twins.

"Cindy."

"Yes, Annie?" she's smiling brightly at me, as ever, even were in the middle of gloomy weather because the rain is pouring out.

She hands me a cup of tea.

I don't even know what kind of tea it is. But she's been insisting on me that I should drink this tea for my goodness sake.

A herbal tea, I suppose.

"Have you heard anything from Luke and Matthew?

"Hmm?" she suddenly stands.

"Well, it's not like I'm waiting for their visit or what. I'm just -"

"You should finish the tea already, Annie." she's cooking something in my little kitchen. By the sound of the knife and boiling water, it looks like a porridge with tons of spices is awaiting for me. Again.

Anyways,

"I'm asking you, have you heard anything from them?" she looks at me with a ladle on her hand. Pointing it at me.

"Finish that. Now." What a strict friend. I chug down the tea as if I'm drinking an apple juice.

There. All gone.

"What now, are you going to answer me or not?" she turns back on the pots in front of her.

Why do I feel like she's avoiding my questions?

Is there something that Cindy's not telling me?

I stand up and slowly and quietly, I walk towards her, making sure she's not aware of my presence.

Cindy Thomas, you're going to regret this -

"Boo!"

"Ah !"

"Hahaha ha-ha!"

"What the heck - Annie!" her reaction is priceless!

What a jumpy scaredy-cat.

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