"I will take it"
Such simple words left her lips, words that anyone could said without a second thought, but right now it felt heavier that anything.
We couldn't say anything, her determination could be feel and she looked at us without a hint of fear, without a sing of weaving, we were well aware,that if she didn't take the surgery now it would be just be a matter of time until her demise as her health was not improving.
We wee well aware…. and so was she.
I just stayed frozen, looking at my mother, as she broke in tears and hugged her daughter, as if never wanting to let go of her, then I turned toward my father, who was holding his hands behind his back with a pensive look, but I knew, it was just but a poor facade, as I glance back to his hand, thin red lines moving through his fingers and dripping on the floor.
After that day it was but a matter of when it would be, time was of essence, and after two days preparation were done.
When the day of the surgery arrived, I was at school, I wanted to be near my youngest kin, to wish her luck, to hear the result as fast as possible, but no, it seems not missing a day of this shit of a school was more important that my families life.
But I couldn't blame my parent, they were both immigrants who came to the states in search of better lives, both never finished middle school as they need to find work to maintain their families back in their home country, so missing an opportunity to study was blasphemy to them.
I was at that day at the gym of my school, sitting in a corner, leg constantly shaking, a bad habit I had gained whenever I become irritated or anxious, at that moment I was both, clenching in my hands a small necklace, a gift I received from my sister in my past birthday, the jewel was plastic and looked fake no matter what but it was the first thing she ever gave me, so I held it as one of my most valuable thing.
As I keep looking at the ground I fail to noticed what became the start of the incident on one of my family most important days.
"HEY Guys, look at this moron here, he is about to shit himself hahaha"
"Hahaha true, look how pale he is, bet he can't hold it any longer haha"
A most stupid reason, but humans never need one when trying to harm others.
At first I didn't noticed they were talking to me, I was to busy on my own world to press any attention to anything else, when.
"HEY deepshit we are talking to you, you trying to hold so hard can't speak or what".
Immediately I react to the voice just to find one guy in front of me with two other by either side.
"Hey Trevol look at him all shaking, he's about to piss himself in fear HahAhaha" said the guy to his right while looking at me as if I was his new pass time.
"Well he looks dumb enough to not be able to use a bathroom" said the one to the left, if finding the whole situation hilarious.
Just before I could even react to the situation, the guy in the middle catch a glance of the necklace I was holding and snatch it out of my hand, after looking at it began laughing.
"What up with this fake shit, did you got it from goodwill or something? hahaha"
I stand up an try to grab it back, when one of his lackeys blocked me from taking it, glaring at them as my stress was reaching a boiling point,
"Give it back"
I said without breaking eye contact with the guy holding my necklace, a mistake I regret now, I shouldn't had try to dialogue with them.
"Or what" he answered me as he threw the necklace to the ground and stepped on it, braking the small plastic stone into who knows how many pieces.
"Ups, my foot slipped, HAHAH-"
And that is the last thing I remember, people often say when anger reach a boiling point and they let it all out, loosing control of their actions as "seeing red", I didn't even saw that.
The next thing I remember is me holding the guy who broke my necklace by the throat, his back against the wall, his face looked as if he had gotten countless beating, blood dripped from his lips and right eyebrow.
On the ground I could se a person laying face down, not moving a muscle as if he was but a corpse.
On the other side I could hear the painful screams and sobs belonging to a person, turning my head I see he was also bleeding, but the most important thing that attracted my attention was his arm, it was bend in an imposible angle, as if some one had broken it.
Still, my memories of those events are still hazy even now no matter how hard it's to remember it.
But there is one thing I can clearly remember, his eyes, the eyes of the one I was holding by the throat, as I looked into them I could see just single one emotion coming out.
Absolute fear.
Latter that day I was taken to the deans office where I had to explain what had happened and how things ended that way, luckily for me the school understood my circumstances and well as the fact everything was caught on camera so I doge getting expelled, still nothing saved me from three weeks suspension and the ire of my parents but nothing of that mattered to me at the moment.
As I was getting reprimanded by my action I had the biggest smile on my face, eyes red from crying as just a few moments ago I heard the words I was waiting for, my mother calling me while crying tear of joy, my father could be heard on the background at what sounded like a mix of crying and thanking the doctor, only one line I remembered from my mother that day.
"The operation was a success"
Thinking about those old memories I was brought back to reality with the scream of this trash that I had momentarily forgotten.
"WHAT THE HELL YOU STARING AT?"
Anger could be felt with each word he spoke as he was loosing his patience with this dumbass, when suddenly he could believe his eyes?
"HA hA HAHA HA"
"This bastard is laughing?" He felt more and more confused as he looked at the guy he was holding breaking up in laughter.
"Did he lost it?"
Alex couldn't stop himself from laughing as he felt that he finally stopped himself from making a grave mistake again.
"They said a person doesn't stumble twice with the same rock but I almost fell head first against the ground!" He thought himself as his laughter finally stoped and coldly stared back at the men in front of him.
An evil smile formed in his face as he remembers what happened the day of his sister surgery.
"With this type of trash you really don't need to dialogue"