MAYA - The Wallflower

LIFE AS A MIDDLE CLASSER

A few hours passed since i woke up and strangley kiki and jin are very accomodating.

Seeing them live a ordinary lifestyle from making their own beds to cleaning the floors coated with dirt and grime i didnt feel so uneasy anymore in the limited time i had with them.

"So,Maya i heard that your a musician or something, Jin says you do killer chords" I blush.

"Lets just say i enjoy playing guitar, and piano"

This seemed to excite Kiki alot. "LET ME HEAR YOU PLAY!" she squealed.

I cringed a bit. "Do you have any instruments?" i asked nervously.

"Er, duh"

We ended up. inside her dad's basement that was filled to the brim with instruments! you wouldn't even imagine that this was part of the same flat. "Amazing" i breathed.

kiki giggled. "I know" she jumped up onto the wooded deck above us and slamed her fists into a silver drum kit. "This is my baby" she exclaimed, bashing a tune on the drum that just made me wanna dance ending with the golden cymbals crashing down like a wave at the beach.

I stood , astonished at what she could play at such a young age.

She jumped back down, smiling at me. "This is a musical family you see" she says.

"My dad, taught me how to play from a very young age" She looked at me strangely before asking,"Whats wrong?"

A cruel memory spun around in my head where i first made contact with a Piano. It was in the large drawring room of our new house and 7 year old me walked up to it in confusion.

I laid my small hands on the keyboard, the sound quickly emerging from the instrument the erruption of music so beautiful i fell of the small stool. I gasped,Excited and scared of the music maker that stood before my wide eyes. I slowly got up, I rested my hands on the white keys and-

CRASH!\

Blood dripped from my frail cracked forehead, my fathers belt drenched in my hot red liquid. My ear peicing scream led my mother to run into the room, scoop me up in her armsand cuddle me.

It was at that very moment that i programmed myself to believe that there was something wrong with me. It was right then, that divorce settlement papers were to soon fly down to me and mum and segregate us from my abusive father.

Weeks turns into months and months soon became years. My mother would laugh at council meetings,and Tell others including myself that music was a ridiculous thing to withhold in life, and i should never be part of that world.

But i was aware deep down inside, that she was really just scared for my safety, the picture of him abusing me for catching a glimpse of what his dead mother used to play to him, led me so close to knocking at death's door.

But it didn't

i smiled at kiki as if nothing was hurting deep down inside me.

"Nothing, i just, sorta envy you, i came from a family that for some reason despised Funky musicians like us and me and my sister were cursed with being talented in anything consisting of the arts. My family are unaware of our passion for music and art,well donna's the artist who draws but" I pause slowly before finishing with a sigh.

"Your really lucky" Kiki turns her head. "You have shows?"

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"Were just preparing the flat for when dad gets home" kiara bent downwards to grab air freshener from the lowest wooden draw.In case your wondering, i made up a lie to cover my identity. I'm not sure if i can trust her with it.

I watch her cautiously while she whipps out a cardboard box from underneath her bed. "Whats that for?" I ask. She slits open the box and numerous textbooks,gadgets and ballpointpens spill onto the ground.
"My essentials , duh" she grins before pulling out another box full of beauty products. "This is what i use to arrange things i use on a weekly basis" she explains.
I am honestly intrigued.
She then turns back ro drag out a third box full of chocolate milk cartons and snacks. She rummages through the box until she finds a half packet of tictacs and pops a handfull in her mouth.
Whenever i hid food in my room the caretaker left me a note stating she threw out "unwanted packets of junk" so my room can remain clean as it is my parents orders.
"facinating" i breathe
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Hours later we are laughing and gigling like a bunch of 7 year olds as we sit on the floor braiding eachothers hair. Since jin had left to see his friends we had the house all to ourselves. And thank god for that. I avoided him until he left after i was told that i kissed him...
I AM SUCH AN IDIOT?!
On the bright side I decided to stay afew more hours before leaving since this place was quite accomodating especially with kiki here.

It turns out she was 14 years old a year and a half younger than me. " I havent known you long but you seem like the ideal big sister to me" she beams as she grabs some extra loom bands.

What in the world is this girl doin to ma hair?
I snort " ive put my sister through alot recently and she doesnt mind at all, she's way to lenient and that concerns me"
A moment's silence felt like an eternity before i get wacked by a comb in the cranium.
"AAH! CRazy LaDy what was that for?!"

She swivels me round to face her arms crossed. "Maya, if you want your sister to be stronger, fight, show her the ropes. You think your too dependant on her when its the other way around. She obviously looks up to you for guidance so prove to her she has a choice, ask for her opinion, exetra."

Wow.

I embrace her as she remains startled. Was she not used to hugs?
I release her quickly before smiling.
" Jin doesn't ussually give me hugs like that"

I smile back at her

"You've got me to hug you now"

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