I Forgot That You Existed

Chapter 10

"You're insensitive Sash, you're letting me feel guilt just because your family already provided all? Now, what do you want us to do then? Show appreciation and give you round of applause?"

"Why can't you just have fun, you always have a problem with anything. I'm sick of all your shits!"

The man almost slapped his wife when the boy suddenly shouted, "Why are you always like this!" His uncle immediately joined him, "Max, you shouldn't participate in the conversation of the elders, come on."

Max was taken to the bridge near the lake, "Uncle Ben, why do the elders still have a hard time deciding for themselves? They already know what they should and shouldn't do, don't they?"

"Max, as you get older your world will be bigger, you have more to consider so you'll have a hard time weighing it. Just like an avocado or mango, you both like that don't you?" Ben's comfort to his nephew.

"I think that's all I want right now." Max said uncontrollably sobbing.

"Okay, let me get some."

In the distance Max saw the girl throwing a pebbles and tiny rocks on the other side of the lake, "Can I join you?" he shouted to the girl. "Sure kid, instead of crying there, come over here!" The girl shouted back at him.

Carrying the toy car, Max ran back to the resort and planned to turn around towards the other side of the lake, but in his haste he slipped on a rock and eventually fell into the lake. He quickly plunged down as if no one had noticed.

A few minutes passed and the girl noticed the toy car floating on the water. She immediately dived and swam down, but she saw nothing in the water. On her ascent she saw bubbles on the other side of the lake and immediately tracked it down. She saw Max unconscious and with full force she pulled ashore until she also lost consciousness.

I woke up quickly as if I woke up from a dream of the past, a memory I thought I would never think of again. Moments later, Max suddenly got up and looked at me and he abruptly said, "It's you."

My head pounding from sleeplessness, but we had the best conversations last night, and somehow I don't even remember what we talked about, only how it felt.

Apparently not yet, the sun was rising and Max and I had coffee early, "I woke up that day, and my uncle told me you've left. My mother's footsteps were so quiet, I barely heard her leave."

I gently tapped him on the back and says, "We were two days unconscious, you have no idea what happened after that incident, it's not your fault if your parents have decided to broke it off." I held him closer to me, "You saved my life. You're always saving me.", He mumbled. I subconsciously smile, "And you saved me too, you don't know how my life changed two days ago." A few minutes in, I reached over to hold his hand, and it felt okay. Nice, even. I liked his hands and the way his fingers intertwined with mine, his thumb turning little circles in the soft skin between my thumb and forefinger.

We both stared and observed the beauty of nature. In my mind, was it destined to be like this or was it just brought about by the cumulative changes and tragedies that led to this scene being so beautiful. I am slowly going back to the past, from the moment I met Max at camp, the experience I had in every hallway and the courage I faced walking down the hallway surrounded by different types of people with different carvings of personality, and origin. From the memory of living alone, forcibly adapting to the routine and the system I made and indulging in the nightmares that wake me up under the vast of a night sky. The regrets that only the stars can witness. The memory that goes back from the sad to the happy part of my childhood in the company of my parents and friends that I classified as my dear siblings. I hope that these memories will serve as a guide for my resumption on a path that I have little idea of ​​where to go, the path that I haven't clearly see.