MY DARK MEMORIES

 

MY DARK MEMORIES

 

“CHRISTOPHER! What’s WRONG! Stop CRYING!” she screamed with a note of both panic and anger in her voice.

“No. you didn’t do anything wrong.” I wiped my eyes trying to control myself. “I’m sorry.”

Ariel was looking at me. I felt her dark eyes searching me for a hint of what happened here right now.

“You don’t know anything, Ariel.”

“What do you mean?”

“I used to love my dad the most. If it wasn’t for my sister’s stubbornness, he would have been with me and my mom and so will my sis.”

Then in a rush, the memory before the accident came in front of my eyes…

Four years ago memory…

 

 

 

 

’CHRISRTOPHER!GET OUR OF MY ROOM! I warn you! OUT!’ Said a shrill voice. It belonged to my sis, Victoria.

‘Ha, I got what I wanted!’  I smirked. ‘I told you Vicky I wanted to show something to mom and dad, didn’t I?’

‘So what? I want you out of my room.’ She was holding a comb. ‘why were you under my bed?’

I smirked again. I was holding my cell phone hidden from her view as it contained my precious video clip of Vicky singing. ‘Vicky, you can be a comedian better than a horrible singer!!’

Vicky was doing a last time practice for her talent show. She was fifteen years old. This was her last year to contest in the junior music talent show. The show was at seven o’clock in the park auditorium. Her singing is okay, but what to do? It’s my favorite hobby was to irritate Vicky.

‘How dare you! You imp!!!’ she screamed.

And I was out of the room and in a moment, I was perched in front of my computer.

You can say that I was cool with electronic gadgets.

So, I connected my cell to the computer and changed her voice. I literally changed it into screeching bat’s. it was really funny. And hey! What can you expect from a mischievous eleven year old kid?

‘You wait till show this to Andy. I’m sure that your boyfriend will run away!’ I said to myself aloud pleased.

“Christy, call your sister. Time’s up. We need to report there early.” My dad spoke just as he entered the house. “And, switch off the computer.”

 

He was a typical dad. I don’t get it. My mom says that I’ve got my dad’s behavior and he himself has once told me that, when he was young, he was like me, very mischievous and even confessed that his dad was just like my dad now, very very strict.

“Yeah Dad. As you command.” And I bowed in front of him. I know it’s kind of rude to back-answer your elder or mock them, but what can I do? It was in my nature.

“’Like father like son.’ So sweet sight to see, and no father-son fight.” My mom said as she was climbing down the stairs.

Mom saw really sweet all time for others of my age but a living nightmare when she’s angry. She’s got great power sensing trouble when something is going to happen. For this instance, she immediately understood that dad and I was going to have a huge argument, even though we forget about it in a minute’s time.

“Okay Mom-” “Okay Honey-“ We both spoke innocently together. “-no fighting.” And we exchanged a grin.

I told you, whatever happens, even in the verge of a fight, we understand each other as if we can read each other’s mind. But this type of bonding is not there with my mom and Vicky.

 

Soon, we were in the park auditorium.

“What were you doing in my room?” Vicky asked with her boyfriend, Andy standing next to me.

“Nothing.” I said innocently.

She glared at me.

“Okay. You got me sis. I was listening to your singing.” I praised and concluded in my mind, ‘with earplugs stuffed in my ears…’

She looked at me without any change in her glare. Then she turned to Andy and said in a sugary tone, “Andy, will you check him for anything fowl and if you want, use him as your exercise tool…”

“Okay sweetheart.” Andy replied with a mischievous grin.

“Very Good. I’ll come right now.” And left both of us alone. Just then I noticed her so-called lucky bracelet fell on the ground.

She thought I was afraid of Andy and his muscles but failed to realize it was I who introduced Andy to Vicky, he was my best pal.

“So what have you done this time, Chris?” he asked in his excited voice.

Even though Vicky was his girl, he loved to make fun of her when she turns back.

I showed him the interfered video clip I took from Vicky’s room. I swear he tried his best not to laugh aloud. “Hey, when she comes, tell her, I ran away from your grip, okay? And Vicky dropped her bracelet.”

Andy picked up the bracelet. “Victoria really have to be careful.”

“Andy! Don’t show that bracelet to her. She calls it lucky. I want to see what will happen if she doesn’t wear it. Or, you give it to me. I’ll take care of it.”

“Okay, then here you go. I’ll come around. Bye.” He spoke as he moved backwards.

“Yeah, bye.”

 

“Victoria Campell, you’ve got five minutes to get ready for you show.” The show volunteer announced.

Five minutes passed since me, my parents and Andy were seated together. Vicky’s turn was almost up.

“Good luck Victoria.” Mom and Dad wished her and Andy gave her a warm up kiss on her cheek. I saw her blush scarlet.

“Yeah, good luck Vicky, hope the judges won’t run away.” I grinned and she looked upon me angrily.

“In your dreams chimpanzee.” She replied and rubbed her wrist. “Hey, where’s my lucky charm?” She wandered.

“What?” Andy asked.

“Oh, my bracelet. My lucky bracelet.”

“You must have left it at home.” Dad soothed her.

“Then I want it. I want  it now.”

“How? Time’s up. There is no time to go and get it, honey.” Dad replied.

“No there’s time. Dad come with me please.” She became stubborn.

“Vicky, your dad is right, there is no time to go home. Imagine, if it is not there and you lost it in the park? It’s complete waste of time…” Andy said with a smile playing on his face.

“I don’t care. If you think I lost it and not there at home, come with me and I’ll show you where it is.” She said, getting really hyper.

“But-“

“No buts Andy!”

“Sweetheart, that’s a very bad idea. It doesn’t feel right.” Mom said. “Forget about the bracelet. If you have the talent, you can do anything without any lucky charm.”

“She’s gone crazy.” I whispered to Andy.

“She’s got a very bad memory.” He whispered back.

“Vicky, I have your bracelet, you don’t have to-“ I started, but too late. Victoria had already pulled Andy and dad from their  seats and crossed the road.

The stadium was opposite to it and I wished I never saw that scene. It was like a blizzard and mom’s scream made me aware what had just happened; Vicky, Andy and Dad was hit! Hit by a huge truck.

 

It was all blur.. But I saw it all..
Dad and Vicky died on the spot and Andy rushed to the nearby hospital as he was on the line between life and death.

I wasn’t allowed to go near the accident. I was dazed. I don’t know what just happened or I couldn’t digest what I saw. I could see two people lying on the road drenched in blood and mom kneeled next to one of them.

Someone from behind covered my eyes. After that I didn’t remember a thing.

 

 

 

 

“I’m so sorry about your dad and sis…” she looked at me with genuine sympathy.

I looked at her dumb-struck.

“Maybe, I’ll leave you alone for a while. I think, I’ll get a move on myself.” She got up and went towards the door. “So, see ya Christy.”

“Huh? Bye.” I heard myself telling her. I was in a confusion because I kind of wanted her with me, for a company as you can say. It. was almost nine.

“Did you  said something?” she turned back.

“Er- no. I didn’t. Good night Ariel.”

“So, see you at class tomorrow. Relax yourself, okay? Take care.” She nodded and went after sending a flying kiss for the first time.

I was really pleased and happy. And something really bothered me too. How did she know about the accident? I’m sure something is really strange and different in her because, I’m hundred percent sure that I was thinking about it in my mind and not speaking it out…

         

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