What is this? ...have they...have they just killed me what the hell! what the hell happened? and where am I? did I die? am I dead!
6 MONTHS AGO
"Heyy Zach, yeah I am there, I am ok, just got off the plane...yeah I'll call u when I get to the house" I hang up. My mom, sister, and I are going on a trip to visit our dad's side of the family. It's not that I'm doing this for him. I don't even like him but, I kind of missed them. It's been three years since I last saw them so here we are, Rocheport.
"I don't wanna be fucking here again" says a whisper in my ears. I looked and it was Gia my sister with her grumpy face.
"No, Gia it's gonna be okay, it won't be the same without him " I said. She looks at me " I hope you're right" she said under her breath. "The uber arrived, hurry up guys!" yelled mom. We got into the car. Looking from the windows, I start reminiscing the memories I had in this town. They weren't all shit you know. I stared at the sky, my nose picking up on how beautiful the air smelled. It kind of smells like grass, then I realized that it should smell like grass considering the shit ton of fields near the streets.
When we finally arrived, I snuck out of the car and onto the street quietly. Yes, it's 6 am in the morning but you never know when people wake up in this town. I had a lot of friends here, and it's a tiny town so I didn't want the word of us being here to spread. This will help me avoid awkward conversations with the people I used to know. "lol I guess I'm gonna hide all three weeks in the house..." I thought.
I'm so fucking tired. It was an exhausting 10-hour flight so you can understand the relief I felt when I entered the house. As soon as I walked in, I started looking at their faces in confusion. I felt like a complete stranger. I haven't seen them for so long that I almost forgot what they looked like.
Then it hit me...I felt trapped, alone, remembering what happened to me that last time I was here. I hid any discomfort I felt and tried to act okay. Hugging them made me feel even more like a stranger than before but I know it will be okay, we are only staying for three weeks after all.
"You grew so tall!!" my aunt points out, I smiled awkwardly as a response to her "compliment". We all started talking and catching up on what had happened in the last three years. It was really fun because I truly missed them until that one uncle..." every time I see you, you get thinner do they eat your food or something?" uncle John says laughing loudly, I don't even respond to his failed attempt at a joke. My mom stopped the awkward silence by asking where our rooms were so that we can unpack. I got used to people mentioning my weight and "how thin I look" or "how sick I look" or "if they feed me at home" since I was seven or something, but I don't care! maybe if I keep telling myself that lie I'll believe it one day. I do eat, in fact, I eat...a lot but it's like the food doesn't even stay in my body. I walk into my room and start unpacking my bag into the closet.
"shit!" Gia yells but then a cautious expression washes across her face worried that one of the elders heard her.
"What's wrong?"
"I forgot to get my sunscreen!" she says with disappointment written all over her face.
"You could have mine if you want"
"Your sunscreen sucks! It doesn't suit my skin at all" she says mockingly
"At least I have sunscreen" I reply in an irking matter.
"Is anyone hungry?" my mom asks with a tired face.
"no we're fine mom, go get some rest you look tired" I replied with a faint smile on my face, it hurts seeing her like this because she takes care of all of us, and even on a long-10-hour-trip-day, she still finds the energy to be selfless.
"I really am tired" mom responds leaving the room with a loud yawn.
"Go get your own food, Gia!" I snap at her
"Fine whatever you don't need to be so rude about it..." she scoffs.
We both grab some food, eat, and get into our beds for a post-flight nap. I try to sleep for 10 minutes but I just can't stop thinking about her, so I grab my phone. Mainly to text her, but also hoping that the screen will tire my eyes out.
"Hey beautiful, just wanted to let you know that I arrived and I'm well, I'm gonna take a nap and text you later" before I put my phone down I scroll up on our texts and I notice that she had me on delivered since yesterday, the thoughts start rolling in. "Maybe she's busy" I thought. Tia and I haven't been at our best lately but "it's okay this always happens and then get even closer than before" "because when you love someone- when you truly love someone, you never get sick or tired of them" or so I thought.. In an attempt to comfort my head I keep telling myself that "everything is gonna be okay", and soon enough I drifted into sleep. I woke up later that night, my sister was having dinner with the family; my mom, 2 of my aunts, my uncle, and also my baby cousin. I decided to join them. When I finished eating I finally check my phone, something I was trying to avoid doing but soon, the curiosity took over, and I wish I didn't. I look at my phone to find 0 messages written on the screen. The thoughts start rushing in again, I start getting worried about her so I decide to call her and she doesn't pick up, I worry even more "what if something happened to her?".
The worry soon goes away when 5 minutes later a message popped up that read "I'm sorry when I get home I'll text u" from Tia. "dry" I thought but at least now I know that she's fine. A few minutes later I call Zach, he picks up almost immediately, I'm not surprised though, he's the closest person to me. I tell him about how beautiful Rocheport is. I kind of open the topic of Tia and how we've been distant over the last few weeks and about how much I love and miss her but she's always busy. He didn't care that much though. It honestly offended me at first but then I thought that it was a good way to get my mind off of everything going on between me and her.
"Can u get off your phone?! Come and sit outside with us for a while." my mom yells.
"Mom, can you please leave me for like 20 minutes? I'm talking to someone right now!" I reply tensely
"No! Get OFF that phone right now!"
"Mom...please-" I beg her, as soon as she leaves I hear a "tinnnnnngg" from my phone and when I look at the text, it's from Tia, and it reads "we have to break up".
big thanks to my bestie and editor Sama couldn't do this without you <3
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