I woke up from another peculiar dream, but I still can't remember anything about it. I decided to just shrug it off since it has always been this way for months now. It does bother me a little bit but not too much that it affects my focus.
I looked at the clock on the wall above my study desk and immediately jolted out of bed. Oh, shoot! It's already 8 in the morning, and I still have to train.. wait a minute.
I forgot... we don't have training as of the moment. I don't know my mom's plan now that we have done training in the woods. Maybe we can continue doing it. Whatever it is, I hope it's not that hard and bothersome.
It completely slipped out of my mind after knowing that my mom's home. Whenever she's here, it's always the start of some physical activities. But she didn't say anything about a new training plan last night. Plus, I don't think Lilianna got home last night either.
My mom doesn't let us do training without one another because she told us it is inefficient and counter-productive.
Lilianna should be home this afternoon or later tonight. I honestly don't know when's her usual time of arrival. Now that I'm aware of the fact that I keep ignoring important things, I have a lot to learn.
I finished my morning routine and went downstairs to get breakfast. I came down to an empty house, and my mom is nowhere to be found. I think she's still in her morning run. However, she's pretty late today since she's usually home at around 7 am. She did drink last night too. Maybe she woke up late and started her day late?
I didn't worry that much about it because I know how strong my mother is. If she's in trouble, she'd know what to do. It's still early in the morning; no one would do such things in broad daylight. Right?
I went towards the kitchen and noticed something on the table. There's a covered plate of food and a note beside it. 'I'll be home by lunch, and I also made breakfast. Eat well. ~ Mom' is what the letter said.
That answers my question about why she's not here. See? There's nothing to worry about. Everything is fine.
I looked at the plate full of pancakes and scrambled eggs.
Wow! it smells so good!
I'm suddenly feeling hungry just looking at how good the food is right now. It's still pretty warm, so I guess my mom just recently went out.
I didn't waste any single minute gulping down the food she made. It's so good, especially since the pancakes have chocolate chips mixed in them. It also came with scrambled eggs, which are so fluffy that I can feel them bouncing in my mouth. I also had a cup of warm milk and a dessert of fresh fruits that my mother meticulously prepared.
I never thought my mom can actually cook decently. I wouldn't know since she's not really home that much. From my memories, this would be the first time she ever cooked for me.
I feel so happy and full. Maybe it's extra good since she made it? Perhaps I'm just too biased over it. Even if I am, I don't care at all.
After that heavenly breakfast made by my mom, I began working on my garden. Once I saw the entire state of it, I nearly stabbed myself with the grass scissors at how disappointed I am with myself.
I couldn't believe that I let this happen to my precious garden. I want to repeatedly bang my head on the wall. If garden abuse was a thing, I would be sentenced to it.
The weeds are all over the plants, overtaking the soil they grew in. Some plants are dried up and dead too. The flowers that are usually blooming in this season are nowhere to be found. The dirt and grass are unkept, leaving a messy and unattractive appearance. I can also see the colorful and attractive flowery roof vines that I created, which looked so wilted and crunched up.
Underneath the floral roof vines is a circular table and the four wooden chairs surrounding it. However, it now looked like mud and grime were painted on it. In the center of the garden is a small water fountain which I periodically clean but is now full of moss and dirty water.
How could I have left it like this? I guess today is a big clean-up session. I started weeding and removing the dead plants. I trimmed the overgrown grass covering the pathways and swept away all the remaining dirt.
I didn't realize that mom is already back home if she hadn't called me to eat lunch. I did a quick munchie and continued my gardening work.
I did have a brief conversation with her, but we were both busy. Once the meal was done, she immediately locked herself inside her office while I continued my cleaning session.
I cleaned the sitting area and the fountain next. Then I rested for a bit of bit and proceeded on the operation of reviving my dying plants.
After hours of tirelessly reviving my beloved garden, I've finally finished everything. It's also just in time for the sun to go down. I couldn't believe I used an entire day doing all that.
It's not like I have anything to do anyway. But I really do want a good and relaxing bath since I looked like I went through hell. I'm also extremely famished and exhausted. I feel like I've not had a relaxing day this week.
I entered through the back door and passed through the hallway, going toward the staircase. Surprisingly, I met my sister, Lilianna, at the bottom of the stairs.
She seemed different today than the last time I saw her. She's been looking down at the floor while walking before noticing my presence in front of her. She looked up for a second and met my eyes but then looked away immediately. I feel iffy about her whole mood and demeanor.
Actually, her face doesn't reveal much since she's totally avoiding my gaze, and she's wearing a hoodie. Plus, the lights from the kitchen don't help that much, aiding her to hide her genuine expressions from me.
We both had a minute of awkwardness before I smiled at her and pointed towards the staircase to let her go up first. She just nodded her head as a response and then hurriedly went up while I was left there looking at her back.
Not a second later, I followed after her and made sure to keep my eyes on her walking figure. Surely enough, I saw something odd. I didn't even notice it before because it was very subtle. I know that my sister won't show the things she didn't want others to know, especially if it is her own pain.
She's walking like nothing was wrong. However, I briefly saw her walk change from normal to limp once she thought she was out of my sight. I wouldn't have noticed if I wasn't paying attention. I also saw her hold her left arm delicately like it was a baby.
That's what's weird from the moment I saw her. She looked like she was shaking, not from fear but from the pain she's feeling. However, she still tried her best to seemingly look okay in front of me.
She already went inside her room just to the right of the staircase while I just stood there in the hallway at a loss of what I should do next. I don't know what to do. Should I approach her and see what's going on? Or should I do what I always do and leave her alone?
Option 1 would be a good chance for us to get closer together. But then again, the problem would be Lilianna. What if she thinks that I'm being too nosy and shuts me off? It could completely ruin my chance to mend our relationship.
Option 2 would just stay the same. Nothing will change in our relationship since it is how it always was, which was why we two drifted apart as inseparable sisters.
.°(ಗдಗ.)°.
An agonizing hour had already passed, and I've yet to make my choice. I've already finished bathing and eating, but not a single decision was made. Now, I'm inside my room, pacing back and forth, trying to weigh in the pros and cons.
"Why am I even hesitating? What am I so scared of? Why can't I just go and do it?" I frustratedly spoke to myself.
I already have a concoction ready for her to use on her wounds. The only thing left is to hand it to her. I wouldn't necessarily force her to use it nor ask her anything unnecessary. Although I'm curious, it's only up to her if she wants to tell me. But I doubt she would since we're not that close.
"What if her wounds worsen if I wait any longer? Ack! I don't know!" I continuously walked back and forth inside my room, feeling panicked.
Thinking about the worst-case scenarios made me shudder. I calmed my mind and remembered the throwing knives my sister made me get from Mr. Pockey. I felt a little bit confident now that I have it with me.
Alas, now I have a reason to see her and give her this medicine. I went out of my room and casually walked towards her room. I hesitantly knocked softly on her door and waited for her reply.
I heard her walking towards the door, and not a second later, the door was opened only by a tiny bit. It was just enough for us to have a conversation.
She had changed into something more comfortable. However, I still can't see her injuries underneath all those clothes she's wearing since she's still wearing a black hoodie and jogger pants.
"Hi! I—umm... I was just gonna give this to you," I greeted her with a smile and handed her a medium-sized pouch.
Inside it was the leather holster that holds all the knives, and along with it are two small bottles which contain the medicine. I kept them together in one bag since I don't think I can hand them to her separately.
She stared at it for a good minute before accepting it. She was probably contemplating whether to take it or not since she doesn't know what was inside the bag.
"What's this?" she asked in a tired voice.
"It's the thing you asked me to get from Mr. Pockey," I replied with a small smile plastered on my face the entire time.
She looked impatient as her fingers started tapping on the pouch she's clutching. "Oh, okay. Thank you, I guess."
I decided to let her go rest. "Okay! See you tomorrow."
She nodded her head as a reply and was about to close the door before I briefly stopped her.
"What?" She raised her gaze at me.
"Oh, umm.... the other thing in there is for your injuries. I hope you'll be better soon," I blurted out before I quickly turned around and speed-walked into my room.
I haven't seen her reaction nor waited for a reply. I'm too nervous about staying even a second later. I just hope she uses it well and gets better.
I don't think this is a typical injury. It's been weird that Lilianna goes out and only comes back after 2-3 days. I am not sure if she also had injuries before since I didn't really care and pay attention to anything she does.
To wherever she goes and to whatever she does, was probably the main reason for how she got injured. What else could it be if it wasn't?
And no matter what, I will try to find out where she goes and what she does. Although I am not confident now, I will slowly try to uncover all her secrets over time.
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