2004-03-15||8:57 p.m.

::\Get Me Home Quick/::

Taken on the day we celebrated Mel's b-dae! =D Happy be-earlied b-dae Mel! Lol!

Get Me Home Quick

I slam the front door and march down the steps, not bothering to look behind. The anger in my head makes me dizzy and I stumble a little, then break into a run as I reach the sidewalk. The tears in my eyes blind me and I accidentally bump into a protruding root and fall. I scream in frustration and pound at the ground. After an hour of crouching by the tree and just bawling, I get up, wipe my tears dry and walk over to Casey's house. I slip in through her back door and tiptoe up the stairs. Knocking lightly on her bedroom door, I whisper her name softly. A few seconds later, a sleepy Casey smiles at me then invites me in. She comforts me throughout the night and lends me a shoulder to cry on while I spill out all that had happened between my parents and me.
Ever since I turned 13 and had my first fight with my parents over my pierced ears, I had not stopped running away whenever a fight surfaced. Never once did I apologise, and never once did they treat me like they always did before I was 13. It is somewhat a loss, but I have learnt to treat it as a part of life. After a major fight, I would just stroll into the house the next morning, go to my room and just get ready for school. The usual things will resume for us, but no one ever did talk much around the house. That was my life. Home was just like a prison, so I did not always spend my time at home. I only went there if it was necessary.

A few years later, I graduate from college and go to a nearby state for university. I never call my parents, and neither do they call me. Who cares? Our relationship never goes well. I am in the cinema watching a horror movie with some university friends and all of us are just fooling around, giggling at scenes which are supposed to be scary and throwing popcorn at other viewers. In the midst of laughter, I feel my cell phone vibrate in jeans pocket. I frown, wondering who it can be and frustrated that this perfect moment is spoilt. I flip open my cell phone and read the words on the screen. Casey is the caller. I answer the call, and as the words "Your mother is in the surgery room now and her chances of survival are almost zero." pass through my ears to my brain, I freeze. For a moment there, I feel nothing, numb. Finally, I mutter an answer and tell my father I am on my way. I leap out of my seat, to the amazement of my friends and scramble out into the aisle and hurry out of the cinema. I hail the first bus I see which can take me to the interchange and hop on it.
The whole way to the interchange, the only words that pass my mind were: "Hold on in there, mom!" My heartbeat accelerate as the bus nears the interchange. I am the first out of the bus and I run over to the taxi stand. Why I didn't take a taxi sooner, I do not know. My mind is in whirl and everything just seems so hazy. All I can think of is for my mom to stay alive.
In the taxi, I stare out of the window at the passing scenery. The trees zip pass and as they do, memories of my childhood flash pass as well. Tears well up in my eyes and I clutch the edge of the seat to stop myself from sobbing. The many times I cried in Casey's arms, the many times I ran away, all do not make up for the tears I drop now. Get me home quick, taxi driver. Get me home quick, so I can tell my mom I love her.

I'll just end there. I don't want to continue. *Shakes head* Don't wanna. Aniwaez... made a couple of friends. John, Ying ying (Or Torrence as Terence calls her. Lol!), Terence, Peter, Xiao Ting, Mei Yan, Yi Wen, Wei Jie, Chee Wee, Chee Siang, Joyce, Jonathan, Jasper, Aliah, Sabrina, Valerie, Pamela and Ying Jie. Yea... I think that's about all. o.O Hehe! =) Fun people to be with! Lol! Cecilia's church friends... most of them, at least. Hehe! Oh wellz... getting kinda late and I've got a date tomorrow. So yep! I'd better scram off to bed fer now! Toodles!
::\Fayes/::

tide in || tide out

::\The End/:: - 2004-04-04
::\Thank You & Goodbye/:: - 2004-04-04
::\Guaranteed Promises/:: - 2004-04-03
::\Forgive Me/:: - 2004-04-02
::\A Prayer to the Angel of Tears/:: - 2004-04-01