when we both are a mess

when the pasts are connected 1-2

I made the place neat, where I used to spend most of my nights with opened eyes.

I sat on the coach , watching how beautiful my friend's house and how much it is unlike with my own house now.

I love the SEA SHELLS on the table, placed by my friend, Taro's mother. It is a great work of art for me.

And the big difference compared to mine is the wall.

Taro's family never leaves a room without their family's picture.

They put their lovely family grouped picture on every single wall.

And they travel a lot, too.

Most might be for business but Taro's parents never leave their SON alone at the house.

Although they are CHINESE, they give each other time.

I love that fact and I want it with my family but it is just another stupid wish on stars.

They never came true.

For me, to see my mother kissing my father sweetly is mission impossible.

Soft fur ball touched my fingers.

I looked down and saw my little friend, the cat Karen.

It is one of the living things who is there for me. It is always there for me as it is a cat. I told it jokes and stories and the sad things about my rocky life. For one time, I remembered it even jumped off from me and ran away. I think it must be getting bored with my stories telling. Even the cat can't be patient with my words.

I rubbed Karen's chin and head as Taro's mother, Aunty Zori came into the living room.

"I am so sorry that you have to spend your night on the coach. I have already told Taro to clean the spare room but he didn't. So, he made you ended up here."

"It is okay last night! Aunty Zori! As I keep spending most of the nights here!"

We both laughed just to reduce my thoughts. She sat near me on the coach while I was playing with Karen's paws.

You might think it is rude to do other things while other person is talking to you.

But I know Aunty Zori's face be filling with concern and pity that I have no dare to see hers.

So, I just keep playing, trying to act like ii don't know what will happen next but all of my nerves know what is it.

"So, what is this time? was your father or your mother?"

"I don't even know who stated this time! I just came out of my house once father came back. You know, they always fight every time they see each other's face. ISN'T THAT LOVELY???"

I weakly told about last night. Aunty Zori could not do nothing for me to keep me in a good mood.

But she still stared at me with a strange look, like I am an anaconda in the zoo!!

It was a hard time, trying my best not to let out any single tear so I will not be look like a pathetic girl who I used to be when I could not able to handle the hard time like this.

At that moment, Taro got into the room. He looked like he was scolded. Probably for not cleaning the spare room!

His lips were bleeding. I don't think he made himself like that.

Taro is not a boy who can't able to control his temper. It was not only me but his mother, too, noticed his bleeding.

"Why your lips are bleeding? "

"yeah! They are not like that last night. You look like some one beat you."

Taro caused my name without saying it loud so his mother could not hear it.

"Son, come here! We must put something for your lips."

She got into upstairs, where the bath room is. Taro smashed my messy hair making it more messier than ever. 

"Did you not know she is a over-protective mother? I am not fighting with any one."

And he robbed his neck, the habit he always does when he is nervous or telling lies.

"Hey! We both know you are not a good liar. Come on! Don't you really want to tell me who made this to you?"

"No!"

"Why? I won't tell it to Aunty Zori!"

"It is not like that! It is complicated."

The questions started to fill my head but I know Taro won't give me the satisfied answers as he didn't even tell me who did that to him.

"I don't get it! We are child hood friends and so as Mako. I don't get why you started to keep secrets from your two best friends."

But my words didn't seem to change Taro's decision of not letting me know. I sighed and got up.

"Fine! Just tell Mako, okay? if it was boy's things...."

Being best friends with boys is not a easy one.

I have to say, Mako knows more about me as Taro stayed being colder from us as soon as he joined the football team. But I could not blame him!

Karen followed me, moawing and so as Taro being silent.

Taro's parents will be busy this morning so I should make them breakfast to return their kindness of letting me stay here almost every night.

I decided to make sandwiches and fried eggs. I hope they like it not because I am not a good cook. I have trained myself from very young how to cook because no one was able to make it for me anymore.

It is because they are CHINESE and I have no idea of their traditional food but I do love it when Aunty Zori cooked.

The delicious smell started to filled in the air of the kitchen as I was making an half-boiled egg for Taro's father. I add an extra egg for my Karen. It eats everything I feed so I don't have to worry about cats' food.

Taro's father, wearing a policeman uniform, entered the kitchen and directly drunk the milk I have prepared for him. I think he is going to have a long day as there has some missing woman. I saw it in the newspaper.

"Liza! You are making the half-boiled egg for me?"

"yes! CAP!!"

I returned his question in a light mood. and we both laughed.

"I have to admit I like the smell even though I don't like it very much."

"This is why we want you to stay here, honey!"

His beautiful wife entered and I was paralyzed by her saying. Having you here? why is she suddenly acting like i am going to aboard or something???

There is only one missing person.

"John! "

Taro shouted for his little brother loudly as he can't able to do it with his already bleeding lips and his mother added some liquid to that spot. John didn't answer so Taro rushed upstairs.

"Taro! Be gentle with your brother!"

Both of his parents warned him and I smiled at them.

Taro and John are like a cat and a mouse, they can spend the entire day by arguing like kids. Taro is not mature when it comes with his little brother.

"I heard it has been a woman missing in the down town! What do you think? Uncle!"

I don't said his name because I don't know it. He and Aunty Zori were married for only two years and they got John. Taro is the son of his. He is a cap so he usually isn't at home and

SEE that I don't even remember his name!

"I think it was a raped case!"

I quickly put the fried eggs for the family as I don't want them to wait.

I was making a pan cake for John. We are more like brother and sister then it looks with Taro. And we both like pan cakes.

As usual, I made an extra one for Karen, who would be hungry in the middle of the class.

"raped case? How could you think like that!"

His wife gasped while adjusting her beautiful suit. I assumed she is on another traveling.

"Because people last saw her alone was with a drunk so I just assumed it. "

"But why raped? "

"In her bio, she said she hates drunks."

"Oh!!!!!"

I saw them talking about more things of raped cases while I am finishing the last piece of my cook. I heard them saying WOMEN'S RIGHTS and PERSONAL FREEDOM. And I am interesting in that academy, HARKIN.

Only by words, I can picture how much good that school could be. I wish I would attend that academy instead of this high school.

Taro and John entered, arguing something as usual. They both kissed their mother good byes, and

I have to admit that Aunty Zori got a man who is so much protective like her and also lovingly.

"I will drive you to the air port."

He left first when Aunty Zori tried to something in the freeze. I thought she got everything she needs. she pulled out a rare chicken's breasts and put it in the steel basin, leaving it to unfreeze.

"I heard your mother is sick now! "

I didn't tell to her about that, my mother's sickness. I can feel both Taro's and John's eyes. I waited Aunty Zori to say next but I know what will come next form her mouth.

she doesn't seem to satisfied with my silent. she crossed her arms and I began to feel like I am her daughter and I am going to be scolded. she has the power of it.

"You know what I want you to do!"

she lifted her voice and the atmosphere is not in a good mood. this time, i don't nothing to do to make myself distract from her speech.

'she is my best friend and your mother, Elizabath! and i can't watch my best friend's family breaking down piece by piece. Do you know today is your mother's birthday?"

i know it. i just ignored that fact. I just don't want to go my f*****g house and see my parents fighting again.

"I know!"

I answered her with very small voice. Half of me is starting to become regret for leaving my own mother sick and alone.

"make a chicken soup for her! You know how she likes it! Just only for today, Liza!"

I gave up being such a damp.

"I will!"

she looks very happy with my answer like she has already won the MISS OF UNIVERSE!

The anger poured into me but all she said to me was right.

It looks like I was the only one who is wrong then, like always, like Grandma said.