CH.3:The Rain; reminds me of my taboo

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'It's raining...' I thought to myself. There was a time when I used to love rain,especially when we used to go on a vacation in India...I learned to enjoy it there, we used to to out and play in rain and if it's in summer...IT WAS THE BEST FEELING!!

But that was it, that was only then.

Before we got into the car, when everyone had left Seirra became her bitch*self again,she kept on blabbling about something which I wasn't listening to what she was saying all I could see or think about was rain, and it was already night-time to make things even worse. It was as if my whole brain went numb, all my senses froze.

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We got into the car...driving through the wet roads, all those memories came floading back of that night ....

{flash-back of three years and half ago }

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I had this very omininous feeling, my stomach kept on twisting and churning.Our butler, Mr. Fuji welcomed us with a warm smile because we were like this grand-children, almost like a family to us. We entered one of the living room which was in more depth of the house, we heard loud chatters and saw four people sitting on the round couches, I saw my swornest faminies (as I love calling it: family+enemy, if you know what I mean). There sat my aunt from my mothers side (her farrrr away cousin actually ), her one-and-only b***h daughter, ugh!! jeez she is an eyesore and god the looks shes giving my brother!... and finally, my uncle he is my dad's younger brother. He has a rough and a very tight skin( also thick-skinned)his appearance is not ugly overall, but the look in those chocolate brown eyes he takes after my grandma. Just great! what a splendid evening , it has turned into!!

Every time they come, especially all together, our homey-home looks all black and white and things go in slow motion. They all stopped talking and turned toward me and my brother Noah Oberoi Robertson', my dad just shot up from his seat in surprised and came over almost running. He, firstly gave me a bear hug and scooped me into his arm and lifted off my feet, exclaimed "cupcake!" and then to my brother giving him the same treatment,"spices!" (spices, yes. seriously! my mum is Indian but she grew up in UK. if it was someone else they would have been offended but not us I personally love Indian cuisine, however my behavior or personality in my 'dad's eyes' is just like a cupcake. whereas my brother is like a walking-talking explosive, he would just blow up any moment and is not as tolerable as me while eating spices...it's weird but it is what it is ), "how are my sweethearts doing?! and what a pleasant surprise!!", he almost yelled in excitement. My brother Noah and I exchanged a confused expression with that I frowned, thinking 'did he Actually forget MY birthday!!! its suppose to be my SWEET 16'.

"Dad, did you forget something?", my brother asked in confusion. My dad looked at him and shook his head in denial. I on the other hand frowned even harder...throwing dagger at my dad with my eyes on him. And he was just about to laugh when his phone rang.

'ring ring'

"Hello?" my dad answered

"Hi, am I speaking to Mr. Richard Robertson?" the person asked

"yes, I am Richard Robertson speaking, who is this may I ask?" dad questioned

"Hello, I a nurse speaking from XXX Hospital , we have recieved a patient from a car accident just now. we found your number on the patient from her phone. so could please make way here and confirm if you know this person?" the nurse asked

"y-yes... I-Il make my way there" he stammered

The pressure in the air got real heavy and my there was twist in my stomach. We almost frogot about those three unwanted presence and my uncle 'William' with ,my aunt any cousin walked over and asked worridley asked him, "what happened?" my uncle questioned. Dad didn't say anything but hurridely made his way to the garage and me and my brother chased after him, just before I turned around ,I saw my aunt and uncle smirking at eachother but I was in hurry and couldn't be bothered with them. So I made my way outside with those three following us .

The whole journey to the hospital my dad sped our car like a sports car. It zoomed its way to through the rainy streets at pitch black night. Brother and I kept son asking dad, but he refused to utter a single word. I kinda realized that I haven't seen my mum yet and my stomach churned up even more after looking at my dad's expressions and I swear on my life I never will...