" You remind me of my first love."
Sammy says.
" It isn't a good memory, I guess."
Shawn continues.
"Yup. Bitter one. He betrayed me. Pretty bad, right?"
She looks gloomy.
"You are thinking about where you fit in here."
He nods.
"We were also close friends like both you and Sandra. You already made her cry today. I don't know when the betrayal may come."
She says softly.
"I will not betray anyone!"
He wanted to say that. But he couldn't; considering the situation, he was in. He was betraying Amelia after all.
"You might be angry at me. I mean who gave me the right to think you the bad guy?"
She continues, "Sorry to say. But you look like one. Funny, easy-going, and handsome but may be cruel enough to stab in the back one day."
"Let me stop you here, Ms. Sammy. You have had a rough experience, no doubt. But it doesn't mean you can go around forming the wrong opinion about people based on that."
He says in a raised tone. His pain is increasing.
" True. But I had to say to you one day.
Sorry for offending you. I am just a protective aunt, I guess."
Sammy says with a sad expression.
"Here are your pain killers. Sorry, I took time."
Sandra comes hastily.
He takes the tablets and mumbles thanks. His eyes are red already.
" You don't look good at all. Stay here and rest. If situations worsen, we will take you to the hospital."
Sammy says worriedly. If her action has severely hurt him, she will never be able to forgive herself.
"Damn it! Why did I hit him like this?"
She thinks.
"No need. I will do it myself. It's okay."
He motions towards the door.
Look. I am sorry, okay? Please don't make me more guilty than I already am."
Sammy requests.
Shawn gives up as he understood they won't listen.
"Okay."
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Sandra and Sammy reach their destination. Her parents' grave.
Sandra comes out of the car. Some weird feelings crowd in her mind. It's been a long time since she came here.
"Come."
Sammy gently pushes her forward.
It's a short walk. Nervousness is surrounding Sandra.
"Why am I feeling like this? Crazy heart!"
She scolds herself.
She takes a turn on the rocky road and stands some distance away from the grave. She takes a heavy breath and starts walking again in a small step.
Finally, she arrives and sits in front of the tombstones.
The stones are standing proudly in glowering sunlight.
The first one says,
Here lies Jonny Fields
(1966-2006)
A person who will always love Tinkerbell and her Mommy.
It's a quote her father wanted to write on his tombstone when he died.
Her Mom told the folks who helped to bury him.
She places the red roses there.
"Hi there, Dad! It's been a long time, right? "
She whispers.
"Did you wait for me? Don't. I feel sad. I talked with you yesterday too. I will do it every day. So, don't wait for me to come here, okay? It's heartbreaking to know you lie here, quietly."
She sighs.
"Are you alright there, Dad?"
She sighs again, suppressing the tear.
Sammy was standing all the time a little far from the grave. She wanted to give Sandra some alone time with her family.
"Mom! Are you okay?"
She looks at the second tombstone.
Here lies Sara Fields
( 1971 - 2010)
"My little Sun. Live for me."
It is her Mom's last sentence; written on a piece of paper, found beside her in a pool of blood. It was for Sandra.
She continues her conversations with her dead parents.
" I wish I had both of you with me. But I tried to make both of you proud. I tried my best and I still am! I hope you are happy!"
She says in a determined voice laced with grief.
"Sandra. You okay, sweetie? "
Sammy places her hand on Sandra's head.
She nods.
"Come on. We need to go home."
Sammy guides her forward.
While going back, Sammy glances at the graves.
"Thank you for giving birth to such a sweet daughter. She is my life. Be happy where you are."
She whispers.
Sandra is feeling happy. This meeting has helped to boost her confidence.
She didn't think of the person who wanted to harm her; not even once.
Sammy on the other hand is feeling relaxed as the gloomy shadow has fled from Sandra's face.
She stops a taxi and asks Sandra to get in. When she bents to do the same, suddenly she looks at the glass of the taxi.
She stops Something has caught her eyes. But she couldn't grasp it. It happened too fast.
" What was that!"
Anxiety rushes into her again.
"Miss! Get in. Will you?"
Says the annoyed driver in a monotonous voice.
She gets in but couldn't forget the ominous feeling while going back home.
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When they came home, they found Shawn sleeping in the guest room.
Sammy felt way too guilty seeing him in a distressed state.
She decided not to go to the bakery today. This boy needs some attention right now to get well soon.
Sandra freshens up and takes a shower.
She then takes a chocolate bar and starts working on her laptop. Some assignments need to be completed quickly for the university.
When she opens the laptop, a beautiful photo of Amelia and Sandra pops on the screen.
She is missing her terribly. But she was slightly surprised as Amelia didn't call her once after that day.
"My fault! I was the one who didn't pick up."
She scolds herself while taking an angry bite of the chocolate bar. She makes a mental note to call her best friend after work.
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Shawn wakes up with mild pain in the head. The painkillers did their work. He feels better now.
It is evening already. He has slept for so many hours! "I need a shower. I stink!"
He says, sniffing his sweat-filled shirt covered with mud.
He finds some clothes folded on the sofa. He takes them and goes to the bathroom.
A thought comes to his mind while he was showering.
"Where did they find men's clothes? Are they Sandra's father's?"
He comes to the living room looking for Sandra. He needs to go home. It's already late. Suddenly he feels sad. He remembers his parents' pathetic condition.
Why would he need to go home early?
Does he have a Mom or Dad waiting for his safe return? Will his Mom get angry at him over the phone for being late?
He sighs in sadness.
"Hey! You are up. Come. Have dinner with us."
Sammy says standing behind him.
"Feeling better?"
"Yeah. Much better. Thanks."
He scratches the back of his neck in uneasiness.
"Sorry, again. I didn't want you to have such a bad day."
Sammy apologizes again.
"It's okay."
Shawn replies.
They all eat dinner silently. Sandra walks Shawn to the gate.
"Are you okay, Shawn?"
She asks.
"Yup! Don't worry. I'll call when I reach home, okay?"
Shawn smiles.
"You look funny though. The dresses are big on you. Sammy managed them from where I don't know. "
She smiles back.
It was like the old days.
"Then I have to return this. Tell her not to worry. But I wanted to talk with you."
Seriousness is evident in his voice. "About Ophelia. "
Darkness looms over her face again.
That's a crucial thing to discuss.
"Okay. Tomorrow? "
She asks and he nods.
Sandra comes back and lies in the bed.
What an exhausting day it was!
She takes her mobile to call Amelia.
Surprisingly, she gets a call from her.
"Oh! Now you miss me?"
She says in a chirped voice.
But there is no reply for a few seconds.
"Amy?"
She asks again.
"Sandra. We need to talk."
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