CHAPTER SEVEN: THE WORLD MIGHT BE CRUEL SOMETIMES
Naysa now felt like crying. What does Arya mean by that? " You'll be with me to the end of the world sister." Naysa's voice shook.
" Continue reading." Arya patted her sister softly. Naysa always picked a book from the school library daily to read it to her sister. Today's book had a full cover and a lonely girl holding a guitar. Naysa flipped through the first few pages. The book talked about a young girl who goes through the pain of loosing all her people and struggling with the pain and suffering alone with no one to cry to.
"On the death bed, her father lay helpless and motionless, his eyes deep and lifeless. As she stood by the bedside and watched that painful smile on her father's face, she knew he wouldn't hold on for long. She fought the urge to cry. On the opposite bed was her lonely young brother who had been sick and was almost on the verge of death. She bit her lower lip hard
" Baby girl, my beautiful daughter, when fate strikes, you need to be strong. I see your determination to fight along, to be the hero of your life. I know you will win." Her father said.
" No daddy, I need you to live for me, I need you, my little brother needs you. Without you what will happen to us? Our family? Daddy you need to hold on." She said with a painful tone but a determined face.
Her brother watches the two, he feels the pain in her sister's voice. He forces a smiles and a hot drop of tear slid from his eyes. As her father breathed her last, her brother's body went stiff and cold, but even in his death, he maintained that cute smile, a smile she would never forget. She broke down and cried. She was alone, lonely in heart and in spirit. As she stepped out of the hospital into the lonely road, darkness enveloped her."
Naysa posed and wiped her tears. She looked at her sister. Arya was also crying. Naysa felt guilty, why did I end up with such a sad book?
" Umm... Am sorry Arya, I didn't know it was this sad." She said, wiping the tears off her sister's face with the back of her hands.
" I enjoyed the book." Arya smiled as her eyes shone. " A good book evokes emotions and that's what the book did, don't you think?" Arya said smiling. Naysa smiled too.
"Sure."
" The story seems too sad to be true, loosing two people at ago, you have to be strong. I feel sorry for the girl. Surely the world is somewhat the most cruel place to be." Arya said. Naysa looked at Arya . She didn't understand why everything her sister said seemed to have a hidden meaning.
" Time for dinner girls." Her mother's voice called. Naysa closed the book and helped Arya to the dining table.
The next day when she arrived at school, a new student had been assigned to her desk. She was cute and timid. She looked at her with innocent eyes. Naysa stopped and studied the new student. She was almost the same height as her. Her hair was long and black just like her own. Naysa smiled.
" Welcome... Am Naysa Haven."
"Thank you... Am Marina Johnson." She replied timidly. Naysa patted her softly.
" Am sorry we can't spend more time today. I need to go to the music club to learn a few things. We'll get more time together." She said.
Naysa spend the whole day in the music room and Naysa came to check on her on the evening. She was told go take a taxi to hospital since her sister had bled and lost conscious. She was admitted. Naysa went to hospital and spend the night there. To give Arya a reason to get better quickly, she promised to sing her her first few lines of the song she had composed only after she was discharged. Three days went by and Naysa and Marina became attached. Marina had never had a loving sister. Her mother had died when she was young and left her in custody of the Johnson who had three daughters, Janet, Alice and Emma. The three girls were too hostile towards her.
Arya was finally discharged. Naysa came back from school with a guitar. "Am back guess what?"
" I want to hear that song." Arya said.