September 23- Monday
A week has passed and I still didn't see Phisto around the campus. I really don't care about him but I don't know why I'm worried. Wait, I know why I'm worried.
I'm worried because I'm his friend. Not really a close friend but we hang out with the same circle of friends. Trudy and the others didn't really notice his disappearance and I think they're hiding something from me because everytime I ask them about Phisto. They always change the topic and ignore my question.
I'm on my way to the Girl's Dormitory. My day was normal. The classes were fine. I didn't ask about Phisto again. I know they will ignore it. I hope he comes back. I still have loads of homework because it's Monday. Mattheau suggested we'll have a group work but some of us disagreed including me.
I know right away that if we have that group work we won't be able to finish some of our work and some of the stuff that are due this week or tomorrow. I haven't experienced group work or group study but I really don't need to experience those.
I pulled out my notebooks and textbooks from my white leather backpack and placed them in the study table as I threw my bag in my bed. I opened my History textbook and started to work on it. After a while, someone called so I got up from my study chair and went to my bedside table to get my phone. I answered it without even looking at the caller.
"Hello?" I heard some shouting and I think I hear Mom and Dad arguing.
(I'm sorry for calling, San. This is Nana Lucy and they've been arguing for a while now. I hear them arguing in any part of the house when they get home from their business trips.) Nana Lucy was whispering as she said all of this.
(You flirt.)
(Why did you even think about that? I was just talking to her. )
(Was that even talking? You two looked like you were flirting acting as if teenagers!)
(And didn't you even do that. You've done that while I was sick. UNDERSTAND? WHILE I WAS SICK THAT TIME.)
(OH I DID NOT CHEAT I WAS OUT THE HOTEL ROOM THAT NIGHT BECAUSE OUR DEALER MADE AN URGENT MEETUP. I couldn't even leave you but he said it was the time he'll sign the papers. You even declined a deal because you said the dealer was flirting with me. As if? You were just looking for a woman dealer, cheater.)
(OH HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT WOMAN. YOU'RE MY WIFE AND YOU DON'T TRUST ME WITH BUSINESS DEALS. Women are great dealers.)
(Oh really? You just want to flirt with them while talking about the deals. Oh and how about the time you declined a deal too late and the materials were being shipped that time.)
(Oh that was because the guy was looking at you differently! I was protecting you. PROTECTING YOU! YOU UNDERSTAND?)
(Oh I understand! Alright. If you want to flirt with other women maybe we'd just divorce.)
(Are you even thinking? How about our daughter?)
(Well just a cool off. Not a divorce. You may leave now. I'll leave too.)
(Well, we could have two daughters if you didn't let anyone adopt her.)
(Well, what do you care about that!? You know we weren't financially well that time, dummy.)
(Oh she would be here and there would be a Catalina and a Cassandra. They should be happy twins. But you gave Catalina away. We could have a happy and complete family if it weren't for you.)
(Don't blame it on me all the time. You agreed to that too. You fool.)
(You are also a fool and Oh I won't leave here. What if you get drunk? And no one will take you home.)
(Duh! As if you care. Now GET OUT!)
(THIS IS OUR HOUSE. IF YOU STAY I ALSO STAY. I need to go to the office.)
(Go to the office you flirt!)
(I'll end the call now, San. I just wanted you to know what's going on in here. Bye.)
She ended the call while I was sobbing silently. Tears fell and fell. I don't know who to believe anymore. I didn't feel like doing my homework so I laid on my bed and cried in my pillow. I shouted in my pillow and once again cried. I didn't know they were fighting. I didn't know I had a twin suster that was given away.
I don't know what to do anymore so I cried and cried. I stood up and punched the walls so hard until my knuckles hurt. I can't take it anymore. They didn't tell me. After all these years they never told me about this. They hid this from me. Why?
Why do they fight? Why did they give my sister away? Why didn't they tell me right away? Why did they hide this from me? They're fighting. About business things and also this. Why?
I kept crying and sobbing and punching and crying and sobbing and punching. I got a little tired so I laid in my bed and looked at my reddish knuckles that soon will turn into purplish ones.
I sighed and cried again. I sobbed and cried. I don't know what to feel anymore. I just felt hurt and just hurt. I stood up and went outside my room and went straight to the dining room to get jugs of water and a lot of packs of chessy Cheetos. And also a bottle of red wine.
I put them on a large tray and brought them inside my room. I turned on the flat screen television and decided to watch Netflix. My knuckles were hurting but I didn't mind them. I watched a random movie I didn't know about. I watched and ate and drank and ate and drank and felt numb and ate and drank and felt numb. I ended my day with a red wine, water, and bags of Cheetos.
I didn't feel like doing homework and I didn't feel like going to my classes and I didn't feel like waking up tomorrow. And I also didn't feel like sleeping. I decided to stay up all night.
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A/N:
Hey guys. Sorry for this chapter I felt like posting a chapter with sadness and well I don't know. Maybe something?
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