"Shara, honey, it's time to get up" my mother stroked my hair to remove it from my face, but only got me to turn on myself to continue sleeping. "Sweetheart, you have to get up" she whispered at the same time that I started to open my eyes to look up at her, noticing that Kara was not in the apartment.
"Where is Kara?" I asked.
"She went to CatCo a while ago" she responded by making me nod before getting up from the bed.
It was only two days since our reunion and, the truth is that it was like a dream from where I would wake up at some point and she would not be there with me. However, I ended up reminding myself that it was not like that, that she was here and that she was not going to leave.
I frowned at the moment she told me to sit with her on the couch, because I had a bad feeling.
"I didn't want to tell you before, but you need to know the truth," she explained, brushing the hair away from my face. "I didn't stay at Fort Rozz," she observed my face as she sighed. "I got married and I have a daughter, her name is Erin and she's nine years old" she said, making me look at her trying to process the information, without being sure if I was ready to have heard that. "Sweetie, I have to talk to them, explain what happened, but you have to know that this doesn't mean that I don't want you in my life," she said caressing my cheek. "If you want, you can come with me, you are welcome, both know about you, little one," she proposed and for a few seconds I remained motionless without knowing what to say.
"I think ... I think I need time" I whispered without wanting to distance myself from her when she hugged me.
"It's okay, honey, call me when you need me, okay?" She grabbed my face between her hands, making me nod. "I adore you, little one." She kissed my forehead before getting up and leaving.
I watched as the door closed without knowing exactly what I should feel about it, because a part of me was hurt because at some point I thought it would be the two of us only, that she would be with me whenever I needed her and it was not I was not going to be like that, but having to share her had not been in my plans at any time.
Also, having a little sister... I was not sure if I was ready for that, if I would be a good example for a little girl of only nine years old.
I sighed as I shook my head, deciding to go to my brother's apartment, because I needed to tell someone what had happened, listen to some advice that could help me clarify my ideas.
"Mya, are you okay? What happened?" Imra asked allowing me to enter the interior of the apartment.
"Is my brother here?" I asked, but it was not necessary for me to answer, because it was him who approached us. "I need to talk" I looked at him seeing him nod before the three of us sat in the couch, both observing me with a certain concern. "My mother has just explained to me that she has a family and not ... It's not that I don't understand that she resumed her life during all this time, but ..." I had to make a pause before talking again. "I think I thought that it was only going to be the two of us, that I wasn't going to have to share her." I bowed my head. "She's married, I have a sister ... She's younger, nine years old and her name is Erin" I explained at the same time that my brother surrounded me with his arms. "I don't know if I'm ready," I admitted in barely a whisper.
"It's okay not to be ready to do something, Mya," he whispered, caressing my hair.
"Were you ready for my arrival?" I asked separating myself from him, seeing him smile.
"No, but when I arrived you were already there, so there was nothing I could do" he answered with laughter. "During the first days I tried to get you lost, but you were smart, you always found your way back home" he laughed at the same time I looked at him incredulously. "One of the days you came home from the hand of one of the guards, believe me I wanted to flee when Father asked how you got to the city, but you accused me" he explained. "I still regret of not achieving it" he assured recovering the seriousness.
"Mon-el!" I exclaimed, causing his laughter, though soon after it was my laughter which joined his.
"No, I don't regret, how could I imagine my life without you?" He questioned hugging me before stirring my hair.
"I have to admit that for a moment I've believed it" said Imra laughing also while holding my hand. "It's normal that sometimes afraid to have to introduce such a change in your life, but you must think that you will be the best big sister in the world, that girl is going to love you," she explained, getting me to smile slightly grateful for her words.
"Thank you" I whispered separating myself from my brother to hug her.
"Don't thank me, Mya, I don't say more than the truth" she spoke allowing me to rest my head on her shoulder, maybe she was right in her words.
I hung the backpack as I could on my right shoulder, trying not to move my arm much on this same side before moving towards the astronomy club. When I arrived there was still no one there, it was early, which made me sit in a chair to wait, although I could not help but turn around when I felt someone watching me from the door, surprising me the moment I saw him there.
"What happened to you, Matthews?" He asked closing the door to advance to where I was without answering a single word to his question. "I come to talk, to try to solve our misunderstanding" he explained to which I raised an eyebrow.
"Misunderstanding?" I looked at him incredulously. "What you've been doing during these months is called bullying." I got up from the chair angrily.
"It hasn't been good what I've done, I admit it and I'm sorry" he apologized, standing in front of me, a smile was drawn on his face as he extended his arm to reach my left hand. "Friends?" He asked at the time he grabbed my hand.
I sighed wanting to shake my head, it was not easy to forgive everything he had said during these months, so I could not accept his friendship so easily, so I ended up removing my hand to separate myself from him.
I hung my head, waiting for him to desist, to leave me alone, but he did not, for he came even closer to me and grabbed my hand again, daring to lift my chin.
"You really don't want to be my friend?" He asked me while I shook my head. "Do you prefer the other situation?" He questioned.
"Sincerely yes, much more after knowing how you treated Za ..., Nolan" I corrected myself with a lump in the throat. "He was supposed to be your friend" I looked at him seeing him smile while shaking his head.
"You were going to say his name, his real name" he said making me lower my head. "Tell me, how did you find out that he was an alien? Did he tell you?" He asked to what I looked at him without being able to believe that he was asking me. "Don't answer, I'm sorry" he spoke before I could say anything, looking me straight in the eyes, he was being honest. "You should listen to my version of the story, what do you think if I pick you up when you finish here?" he questioned to which I quickly shook my head.
"I understand that you want to have a more cordial relationship, but don't hurry" I asked him seeing him nod slightly.
"See you, Matthews," he said goodbye, separating to leave.
I saw how he left that class without knowing if I should feel relieved that everything was over or frightened by what was to come.
After leaving school I sighed, looking again at the address of my mother's house, yes, it had only been a week since I found out everything, but I thought it was time to do it, at least I felt ready to do it. However, carrying the backpack with one shoulder and not being able to move my right arm was difficult, since it fell off my shoulder and I had to put it back, which was starting to make me nervous, since I was beginning to slow down in my goal, it might have been better to accept his proposal to pick me up.
"Do you need help?" I heard Nicholas's voice asking me, so I quickly shook my head. "It seems the opposite," he said, grabbing the handle of my backpack, holding it in spite of my attempt not to got it.
"You didn't have to do it" I complained without looking up from the floor, listening to him laugh lightly. "Were you following me?" I asked him directly, knowing his answer, obviously he was going to deny me and that's how it was.
I kept silent for much of the way, without understanding how it was possible for a person to change so much from one day to the next, if in fact the Nicholas I knew was not his true self, but I refrained from asking, since I did not I wanted to hear his explanations.
"How did you break your arm?" He questioned curiously getting me to look at him, obviously I could not tell him the truth, so I kept silent looking for an answer.
"I fell down ... By some stairs" I answered hoping that it was credible enough so that he did not ask me anything else about it, stopping a house before my mother's. "We have arrived, thank you" a shy smile was drawn in my face.
"No need, Matthews," he smiled back, helping me to put the backpack on my back shortly before I turned to walk again. "Wait." He grabbed my left arm to hold me back. "I owe you an explanation about what happened. with Nolan" he bowed his head as I frowned, it was not the best moment, not today, not when tomorrow was nine months of that day. "Since the first time I saw you I knew, there was something special in you, it still has, so when he told me he knew you ... I thought he would introduce us, but it wasn't like that" I closed my eyes as I listened to him. "I was angry with him when I heard about your relationship and we ended up arguing, but I can assure you that there is no day that I don't regret having stopped talking him ... He was my best friend" he regretted the tears began to accumulate in my eyes, making an attempt to control them, but I did not get it, because they ended up sliding around my cheeks. "I thought I would call your attention, I'm sorry, Mya, I know that with each of my words I've been making you more and more fragile until I break you ... I'm so sorry" his voice showed repentance, however, there was contained rage in me, impotence for not having been able to do anything to prevent all this, to prevent Zale from losing his best friend because of me.
"Did you really think that I was going to notice you?" I asked daring to look at him for a few seconds. "Those aren't the ways, Nicholas" I allowed the rest of the contained tears to go outside. "Do you know how I've feeling during these moths? You should know that if you really care about a person, the last thing you like is to see her suffer, so I think that you never have cared," I commented in barely a whisper before turning and starting to walk, listening as he called me, but no, I was not going to turn around, he did not deserve to waste my time on it.
I practically ran to the porch of the house, not daring to knock on the door, being forced to sit on the stairs while the tears slid down my cheeks. I tried to make my sobs barely audible, especially when I heard the door open behind me, not wanting to turn when she named me.
"What happened? Are you okay?" She questioned sitting next to me, allowing her to hug me against her. "Shara, honey, look at me" she grabbed my face, but I looked away. "Does it have something to do with what Kara told me?" She asked drying my tears, to which I had to agree without wanting to talk about it, so I just remained hugging her until I finished calm down. "Do you want us to go inside?" She asked separating me from her, nodding slightly.
I followed her with some nervousness, not knowing what to expect, stopping at the entrance without being able to avoid shyness, mainly when I noticed the girl who was watching me curiously from the stairs.
"Erin, honey, come here" she called her to come closer.
However, I could not prevent the next movement, because the little one did not hesitate to embrace me, at which point I was completely paralyzed, as I had not imagined that this would happen, so after a couple of seconds, I dared to hug her.
The smile was reflected in the face of my mother, who was excited by the scene, infected, because I could not help but smile, feeling a strange sense of protection to that girl, of union.
Little by little, Erin separated from me, but kept close by when my mother announced that Josh was in the kitchen.
"Hey, you must be Shara" he smiled at me, getting me to smile back. "I am Josh" he introduced himself.
"Mya ..." I stopped in my words. "Enchanted to meet you" I smiled accepting his handshake.
"Honey, if you prefer that we call you Mya ..." my mother began to speak to what I interrupted her.
"No, no, it's just that I'm more used to it" I tried to explain.
"Hey, why don't we let your mother call you Shara and Erin and I call you Mya" Josh spoke, getting me to look at him for a few seconds before nodding, approving it.
I spent the rest of the afternoon with them, noticing that Erin was a combination of both, because she kept the clear blue eyes of her father, but the same shade of blond hair of our mother.
I was physically the same as her, the only thing that varied was my hair color, much darker, but the features were practically the same, which had led Kara to say more than once that she was afraid.
"Hey, are you sure you don't want to stay for dinner?" asked my mother at the time I was preparing to leave.
"I promised Alex and Kara that we would have dinner together" I answered her.
"I wish I could make a dinner with them two, your brother and his wife" she commented getting me to shake my head, beginning to reject the idea. "Why not?"she asked curious.
"After everything that has happened between Kara and Mon-el ..., it's not that they don't get along, but it's difficult for her" I explained, because I knew that for Kara it was complicated to be around Mon-el and much more if Imra was there.
"I know, honey, but tell them, okay?" She caressed my face before hugging me.
I nodded slightly with my head resting on her shoulder, maybe everything could go well for once, for everyone.
Thanks for reading,
Ayrin