For the "long" awaited Chapter 3
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It’s been a week since I heard Carmel’s story and she’s really lightened up to me. We’ve stayed up all night talking for the past 3 days and just yesterday she fell asleep while Cherry was talking. Chocolate’s also been a really good friend to me, she’s showed me around and introduced to me so a few new people. Cherry still doesn’t seem to like me that much; she seems to hate me more that I know what happened with Carmel, I don’t know why though.
“Hey Cook,” Chocolate yelled down the hall. She was walking to me in a slow pace, like she was hurt. “What’s up?”
“Nothing much,” I answered but she didn’t seem satisfied. She heard the pain in my voice.
“Um, yeah something is up. Did Carmel do something to do? Tell you another sad story? Or was it Cherry?”
“I’m fine,” I said, trying hard to hide all my pain.
“No! You’re not fine! I refuse to get off the subject till you tell me what’s wrong!” She crossed her arms against her chest and lifted her head up.
“It’s just,” I paused-I’ve never told anyone about today, “the day. That’s all.”
She was shocked, “what do you mean ‘just the day’. Did something happen on-“, she gasped. “Is this the day you became an orphan!?”
“Part of it.”
She hugged me, “wanna talk about it?”
“Not really.” She let go and started passing me. “It was starting out as a fine day. I was 5 but I remember it all so clearly. My mom had been having problems lately, she was depressed and no one knew why, not even my dad.”
Chocolate stopped and sat down in the middle of the hallway. Carmel opened the bedroom door and sat down beside her.
“My dad couldn’t stand seeing her all depressed so he left. He didn’t take me for some reason, but she was so depressed she wouldn’t eat or even make me food. She soon became too depressed and her parents checked her into a hospital. I went to stay with them-my grandparents-and we figured I’d be there until my dad came for me or my mom got better. After a few weeks we got a call saying she killed herself by un-hooking the medicine that was stuck in her arm.”
Carmel already had tears running down her eyes and I could feel them swelling up in mine. “Continue please,” she said in a cracking voice. I nodded.
“My grandparents called my dad-well, they tried too-and his parents. He died in a car accident and they never told us. They told my mom though, and so we thought that is why she killed herself. A month later-I’m still with my grandparents-my grandma gets sick. She’s put in the hospital but by that time my grandpa has it too and they die as well. My other grandparents wouldn’t take me in-worried I held the sickness and would bring it to them, making them sick and leave me too. I don’t know if they are still alive, but I never get adopted because I’m too quiet for families and no one wants me.”
By the time I’m done, both Carmel and Chocolate are bawling and I’m starting to as well. Then I hear more sobbing coming from beside me. I look over-and my vision is blurred from the tears-but I see Cherry. She falls down on her knees and hugs me, hard, and Carmel and Chocolate join in.
“I’m sorry I ignored you.” Cherry was saying. “I didn’t like it how you knew Carmel’s past and you were comforting her instead of me. I was jealous she liked you more than me.”
It was Carmel’s turn to speak. “Cher, you’re like my big sister and Cookie’s like my little sister. I love you both and want you both in my life.”
It was kind of weird, a group hug because of my past and because we are family
