Deilson Joy

Tangled Fate

"Hello, uncle Karl. It's me, Ezhan."
"Ezhan? What's wrong?"
"I think you should come, uncle Deilson is... drunk."
"Ok, i'll pick both of you up. Where are you?"
"At the bar."
"Alright, just stay where you are, and keep an eye on your uncle."

The alarm rang as Ezhan took off the blanket from her face. She reached for the alarm, but then falls from her bed. She heard her brother knocking on her door.
"Ezhan, time for school. Get up or i'll take a bucket of water and pour it on you." Troy warned her.
Baka. Stupid brother, always trying to mess me up, she mumbled. She turned off the alarm and stretch her arms up. She walks into the bathroom and stares at the mirror, looking at her messy hair as she rubbed her eyes.
I wasn't drunk, definitely not. I didn't even touch a beer, i swear i saw it. I'm not oblivious. Feeling stress, she tries to forget last night and took a shower.

Eating her pancakes, she notice her brother has been acting suspicious. Troy keeps looking at her and back to his phone, not touching his breakfast.
Feeling uneasy, she asked her brother. "What's wrong? Do i have something in my hair?"
Troy stayed silent for a moment, then took her hand and smelled it.
She pulled her hand away. "You pervert! What is wrong with you!? I ain't into incest okay?"
Troy glared at her for a moment. "I guess there is no purpose if you smoke, you aren't stress enough to do that."
"W-what...?"
"Tell me, have you been taking drugs?" Troy asked calmly.
Ezhan felt her head going red hot. She stood up and slam the table. "What is wrong with you!? First you accused me for drinking, now you think i take drugs!!"
Troy's calm, emotionless face didn't changed. He continues to look at her with his dark brown eyes.
"I hate you!! What kind of brother are you! Accusing your own sister!"
Lena quickly appeared and tries to calm Ezhan down. "Ezhan, that's enough. Nobody accuse you for doing anything."
"I-" She stop cause she knew nobody would believe her story. She walked out from the kitchen as she took her bag and left the house.
Lena sat and took a bite from the leftover pancake. "Troy, you shouldn't put too much pressure on her."
Troy didn't even bother to look at her.
Lena sighed. "She's just telling what she saw, yes i don't believe her but we can't just say lies about her."
"How come we are the ones telling lies? You know how she is, mischief, immature."
"She's your sister. You're were the one who should give her your support."
"How can i give her my support if she's guilty." Troy stood up and walk towards the door, passing Karl.
Lena thought deeply how she was gonna solve this mess. Her sister is too busy that she can't spend enough time for her kids. Lisa was lucky she had a younger sister who can take care of her kids while she work in a successful company with her husband.
"What you are thinking?" Karl studied her face.
"Nothing, just hoping there's an easier way to end this mess."
"Well, if i had a chance, i would put the both of them in a box where they have to work together to get out."
Lena giggled. "They aren't cats"
"Of course not. Ezhan's the cat and Troy's the dog. It wouldn't make sense if a cat chase another cat."
Lena was happy. Even if she isn't as rich as her older sister, she had a happy family. A loving husband and a bright son...
"Wait... where's James?"

Ezhan cycled through the streets while listening to music with only one ear. The cool morning wind blown in her face as an earplug dangled under her neck. She savoured the song which matches her current feelings, and the warm touch from the sun. The flame of hate for her brother faded. Deep inside of her, she wished her relationship with her brother was different.
Taking a shortcut to school, she cycled into an alley. She slows down as she got closer to a beggar. Sparing him a few coins, she cycled away with a smile.

"Alright class, open your textbook to page seventy-five. We'll look into the equations..." The teacher's word faded as her eyes grew heavier. Why the hell do i have to be sleepy in class? She tried to fight the sleepiness but her brain slowly shut her down. Everything slowly went black...
"Ezhan, Ezhan, EZHAN!"
Ezhan forcefully opened her eyes and stood up. Bad idea. She felt like a hammer smashed her brain into a squished sandwich.
The teacher observed her with oval shaped glasses, sexy, she thought.
"Ezhan, answer question number 7."
Shit. She read the question then summarise the question. With one hand writing the calculation and the other with a calculator, she quickly wrote the answer.
"867.54"
"867.58. Next time, pay attention." The teacher turned her back on her and continued writing numbers on the whiteboard.
Ezhan sighed as she sat down and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes felt hot. Putting her hand on her forehead, she could tell she was having a fever. She cursed herself for staying out in the open last night. How can a few minutes standing in the rain gives you fever?

Washing her face with cold water, she looks at her dull expression. What a mess.
"Hey Ezhan, that was really smooth. You answer that question like a pro." Her classmate gave her pat.
"T-thanks.." Feeling unwell, she wiped her face with tissues.
"Hey, you don't look so well. You alright?"
"I'm fine." She gave a reassuring smile.
"Alright then, see you later."
Ezhan didn't care, her head was throbbing with pain. How did it happened? I was at the bar, he took down six or eight guys in a minute. Then... outside. A guy, pointy nose. She felt pain growing as she tried to remember.
"Ezhan." A woman's voice echoed the washroom.
Shit, her brain shouted. Looking through the mirror, she saw a woman wearing a tight buttoned shirt. Ezhan tends to think her as a whore, only problem is she's into girls. Cute girls.
She walked closer to Ezhan while staring at her back. "I'm impressed with your answer, it wasn't accurate, but not all students can give a correct answer after waking up."
Liar, everyone can.
The teacher rested her hands on Ezhan's head. White water started to pour out.
"W-what? What is this?" She felt confused as she began to soak. The teacher laughed, but it wasn't her voice, it was a much younger voice. For a moment it sounded familiar, that's when she woke up.
She opened her eyes, realising it was dream. Her head was wet with... milk.
"Hahaha. Sorry sleeping beauty, did i woke you up?" Victoria lift up the milk box and continued to humiliate her in class.
Good news, the teacher isn't planning to do disgusting stuff to her. Bad news, her bully is doing a perfect job; bullying her.
She pushed her away, which makes her to accidentally spill some milk on Victoria's ridiculous expensive shirt. She was stunned for a moment, then rage turned her gorgeous face into a demon
"Damn you! I'll kill you for this!" The blonde screamed.
Who is this my fault? You were the one who started it. Ezhan couldn't let the words out but she clenched her fist, knowing there's no teacher and it wouldn't be wise to fight while having a fever. But after the pressure her brother gave early in the morning, she wasn't gonna let this go. She was ready to do what her uncle did last night.

The clock on the wall ticked slowly.
"Aarrrgghh, how long am i supposed to be here?" Ezhan was losing patients.
The teacher yawned as he read his magazine, ignoring her.
Ezhan laid her head on the table. Dammit, today is the worst. First i fell asleep in class, then i got into a fight. The most annoying thing is i lost. She stares at the bully next to her. How is this legal? She fought better than me, richer than me, more popular than me.
Victoria noticed she was being watched.
"What the hell do you want brat?"
"I- i wanted to know... why do you bully?"
"Cause people like you are the worst..." she closed her eyes. "And it's fun to see other people suffer."
Wow, that was a straight answer, Ezhan wiped the her nose. Both of them stayed quite.
A loud explosion broke the silence in the detention room.
"What was that?" Ezhan was alarmed.
The teacher doesn't seem disturbed.
She felt something off. Walking closer to the teacher, she realised behind the magazine, the teacher was a asleep.
"Are you serious!?"
Victoria took her bag a was about to leave.
"Wait, you're just gonna walk out like that?" Ezhan questioned her.
Victoria rolled her eyes. "OMG, you are the most annoying little b*tch in this school. I swear to god if you don't shut up, i'll make sure my next punch will send you to the hospital." She brushed her golden hair as she leave.
You're the b*tch. Curiosity grew as Ezhan heard another explosion. She ran towards the corridors but stop as she saw the principal. Dashing towards the closest door to her left, she find herself outside the school. That was close, she sighed. The car alarm startled her to the ground. Calm down, it's just a car. Ezhan comforts herself as she stalked to the parking lot.
"Kevin, what are you doing?"
"This car won't open."
"The hell is wrong with you? Do you know how to hot wire this?"
"If i can get this open, yes."
Ezhan hide behind the car next to it. That voice sounded so familiar, Ezhan slowly peeps through the car window.

Deilson broke the window with the AK47. "After you." He opens the door for Kevin.
Wasting no time, Kevin went in and started shifting his blank, fox like hands around the red and black wires. In seconds, the engine roared into life. Sirens were screaming outside the front of the school.
"Deilson, we're running out of time."
Deilson was opened the passenger door...
"Uncle Deilson?"
Looking back, he saw a girl with brown hair and a small little pink nose, showing that she's sick. "E-Ezhan... what are you doing here..?"
"Shouldn't i be asking you that question?" Her face fulled with confusion and disbelief. "What are you doing? Why are you doing this?"
"Deilson, we have to go now!" Kevin stared worryingly at the polices in the school, searching for them.
"You.. you were the one that kidnapped him." Ezhan pointed her finger at Kevin.
"What?" Deilson looked towards Kevin.
"We don't have time for this! Deilson, get in the car or we both be standing behind bars." Kevin placed the car into gear.
"I-i'm sorry.." Deilson went in as Kevin stepped on the gas pedal.
The car raced towards the streets, police vehicles tailed them, and Ezhan stood there, paralysed by what she saw with her own eyes.