Fs #2

I have a new friend, her name is Shiela. Maybe it is more called that I am her new friend, because I am the one who is a newcomer in her town. Silly, it’s all the same.

At first I met her when I was buying some bread in bakery. Usually Granny Selvi that is in charge keeping the store, because she is the owner of the bakery. Granny Selvi is a nice caring woman, she always greet me with a warm smile every time I jump into the store, but this time, I got a questioning stare from a new person that asked me “What are you doing?”

“Let’s play again!” insisted Shiela. A while ago, Shiela suddenly asked me to play with her whereas that was the first time I see her. And now I and Shiela have played a round of snake and ladder and twenty seven games of tic-tac-toe. She keeps asking me to play more tic-tac-toes.

Of course I’m bored although at first I was excited. I thought Shiela was a playful and fun, but as I observe, i think she is somewhat mentally different. Hey, I’m not being rude! I just see her acts so childish and innocent with her 14-aged girl’s looking; also she won’t let me to go.  I don’t know anymore, I just want to finish this, but I can’t hurt her feeling.

Another three games of tic-tac-toe makes her give up. I thought this will be the last but she invites me to a table of chess. I simply refuse it because I can’t play chess.

“Oh, c’mon, I’ll show you how!” persuaded Shiela. I don’t know what to say but maybe by saying I have to go somewhere might work out.

Or not, she becomes sad.

“You don’t want to play with me again?” said Shiela. Oh dear, initiating feeling-conflict dodging sequence.

“Oh, no, no, I’m just thinking that we can play again tomorrow, OK?” nervously I said that. Oh please, no drama bomb, please….

“That’s great! But before you go, what’s your name? You haven’t said anything about that” she replied. Initiating exhale sequence, I feel much better.

“My name is Eive Chera” I said. Ah, lucky I don’t say that actually I want to use fake names. I know it would be silly.

“Eive Chera, wait!” Shiela called me again before I leave.

“I just remembered, Granny Selvi won’t be here for few days, can you help me keeping the store together tomorrow?”

I just say “Ok then”, then I walk home feeling more relieved.

Or not, it means I have to be with her again tomorrow? Oh what should I do?

The next day is something. There is a festival today, I don’t really know what it’s all about but it is very crowded. Diane asked me and Twilia to explore the festival together, but Diane is so hyperactive, she goes here and there so fast, we can’t keep following her. So then we set off in a coffee shop for a talk.

“How about Shiela? What would you do?” asked Twilia. I have already told her everything about Shiela because I believe in her. She is a reliable friend and I’m glad to have her.

“I don’t know anymore Twi, I just don’t want to make a horrible mistake” I said

“Of course, Shiela has such an underdeveloped mental condition. Anything you do is very susceptible” before I have time to digest what Twilia said, someone says “haha, trapped with a mentally disordered girl, how silly…”

Navica Shellionston, she just made me annoyed.

“You can beg me for help, little girl” added Navica

“No, I don’t need your help! And I’m not dealing with Shiela!” she just pissed me off. I walk out from the shop and head to home. I think Shiela can do it by herself, she usually keep the store alone.

*gunshot

Run.

Run.

I made a mistake. Please, forgive me.

I open the door. I beat three guys that are robbing the store. And I take Shiela to hospital.

I made a mistake

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The festival was very crowded, and everything can be insecure by vast amount of people. Anyone can be there, and I was just thinking myself. Fortunately Shiela survived the shot. Her left shoulder torn and it is all because of me.

And now, she is lying on a hospital bed. She doesn’t move a slightest, she got a terrible coma.

I’m sorry, my friend Shiela

I promise I’ll be there when your eyes opened.