27 At The Institute Clinic, NCCI

15th of August

“I know you can do all things as I’ve already saw and witness your capacities. Don’t hesitate to tell the world you can. We are not raised by just sulking and be quiet.”

A woman’s voice echoed like in a deep well.

“Could I do this? Father never let me nor teach me a thing. But you… you never doubted.”

It’s a lad’s talking to the woman.

“As how I never doubted you, you must do the same. Okay?”

A complete silence seconded. Did the lad answer? Or just collecting his thought?

“Wait,” the lad’s voice again after a couple of minutes. “If you trust me like that, then I should do whatever it takes.”

Silence again.

But unexpectedly, a blinding light summoned.

***

“Hold yourself up, Romu.” I heard a woman’s voice from my right told me.

I inactively open my eyes and the light from the ceiling blinded me once more. Keeping myself knowledgeable of what might be the scene before I laid here, without reluctance I get up.

Abella is sitting homey in a monobloc chair beside my clinic’s bed. Legs are crosses and hands crutch in her chest. Seemingly her expression stating boredom and being piss. She became a woman of less patience right after the church thing. What are the variables why she become herself now? I constantly dumfounded and nervous of what will happened next.

“Looks it’s time to go now,” she snorted and get herself up. “I have classes to attend to but thanks to you, I’m free from those exciting discussions.”

Without facing, she banged the clinic’s door after exiting. Did Abella’s mind got some injury while we’re at Jetkins which I haven’t knew? Her activities achingly opposite of what Abella is doing before. Negatively, I’m disappointed of what’s her result. But on the other hand, grateful as she will never walk down those issues she got on the past. Indeed, this is what the true Abella.

“You’re such a dimwit and an unbelievable man not knowing and understanding what you did?! Are you out of your mind, Romu?!” high pitched voice, Abella mocked me and sliced me up by her words.

None should be discussed on her. Those will become relevant which must be automatically irrelevant. I thought she’s not worrying about me into that trouble upon leaving the door banged in front of me. ironically, she’s waiting outside leaning on the doorway and counting the seconds I’m shocked of her.

“Cut that crap, Abella. They’re useless and I, myself can’t testify facts why me or what had just happened.” I answer passing her and walk on my own.

“I know them,” she shouted from afar. I’m too occupied that stepping my feet would resort to 10 meters away from her. Scratching my nose, I face her confused.

“What?” I almost out of breath asking.

Abella’s heels echoed the hallway of the institute’s clinic building. Right from the way she dresses, they totally change. She stopped half meter away from me. Strongly looking into my eyes, provoking my state.

“We’re still connected. With them. Not totally disentangled but, a string of a thin line directed us to them. Which happened to influence our lives, our surroundings, our own future.” Abella is giving me an unknown level of anger, regret and sadness mixed with disappointment.

How on earth does she know? I haven’t had the idea of such connection when Reverend Scott told us we’re totally away from them. Is he again fooled us? Or Abella’s making up stories to let me burst again in front of the reverend? She suddenly rages in front of me and told me those lines after such days of peaceful and safe events I’ve settled.

“You’re lying,” came out of my lips. Abella’s emotion turned into frustrations. I can’t entirely conclude that she’s acting for it or sincerely expressing herself. How can I know if she’s acting weird these few days? Strangely, trusting her now doesn’t make any sense. Might be, I should trust no one, for now.

“Do I?” Abella shouted. Students turn their heads on our direction. A few made us their topic, and some just don’t mind.

My eyes can’t focus and look right into her. I hesitated to answer her for conferment yet she shrugs herself and take a deep breath.

“Maybe, you haven’t figure it out. But once you’ve known it, I tell you: You’ll be insane.”

I followed her by my sight. She turns left in a fork path and disappear.

Does being silent help me? But according to her, knowing and realizing what she’s talking about will get me insane? Is that the reason why she became like this? The new version of Abella which I didn’t expect to as Reverend Scott haven’t told us a thing about the said thread that cannot be cut nor tied.

What should I do? Before we finished our business at Jetkins, we promised to have a new life. Away from the demons you are pursuing against us and demanding us. Should I find out what Abella already knows or let the fate and naturally act?

At this point, a thing pushes me to go far.