Shattered

Chapter 42

Wondering if I had mistaken the voice for someone else, "I'm sorry who is this?"

Nathan seemed more intrigued by my question and sat up silently asking who was on the other end of the line. Unfortunately I wasn't able to give him an answer yet so I just shrugged. "Is this Alina?" The woman's voice insists again.

"Yes—" before being able to ask who I was speaking with, they answered my question for me.

"It's me Reina." The blunt voice said to me, this wasn't the right time and things were falling into place. Out of all days the call had to be made on this great day?

"I'm sorry I think you have the wrong person—" She cuts me off. Obviously I would recognize the voice of my sister, it never disappeared from my memory. The slightly high pitched voice that would always echo throughout the house that would always tattletale on me no matter what. My family was toxic to me, years of my life I have lived their ways without any decisions to make. The minor choices were fine, the choices that would alter my path of life. Not so much...

"It is you." She states, my lie wasn't making it very far with her.

Talking to her made me think back to every single thing that has smothered me from a young age. When I left, they never wanted to see me anymore. They told me that they would be happier without me and they would never wait for me to come back. Words hurt a lot, it was hard. The constant feeling of being impaled by invisible weapons without a way to alleviate the pain inflicted.

None of them ever wanted to know me, do they even remember what I told them? My dreams? Things I wanted in life? It was always to go and become a doctor, then marry a man who matched all of their criteria. Clearly that never came about, I eluded all of their direction. Was it ever about my happiness?

They would accept Nathan only because he is part of the high class with more income then me. If I met someone who had a smaller income then our relationship would be forbidden, I was barely breathing living in their rules of restraint. From my point of view, I am together with Nathan because he understands me more then other people. When I was falling to pieces he stood by me constantly encouraging me to do what I felt was best.

"No you have the wrong person," I repeat biting my lower lip trying to hid my sniffles from the other end of the line.

"Alina, it's me your sister... can we talk?"

"You were never my sister. You've never been there for me and you have never defended me when I needed you the most. Don't call this number again." I hang up still in shock that she would call me and have the audacity to call me her sister.

She was not the best sibling, if they knew what age and what happened with me and Nathan. No doubt would they be ashamed with me, a mom at a young age with nothing but empty pockets. No money prepared for the infant that was growing within me, a job they would title for the poor, an irresponsible young adult that left her entire life behind to pursue law. I wanted to assist people in my work environment, but not in the way they wanted. My job at the diner truly helped me see that the people who bust their butts there worked extra hard to pursue there own dream where as in my situation I was handed everything.

My nose started running, without realizing I was already crying silently. Nathan just stared at me without any hint to what to say, I could visually see that he was stuck with no words. He has never met my family, not once, it was his family that did helped me with everything. Forever I will be grateful for the guidance, they took me in so openly and no judgement.

Anthony and Elise has been the best parents in law to me whenever I fucked up. Advice from them was irreplaceable, for two people with decades of experience in a relationship helped me. During a low time for me they reassured me that they would help me.