[20] IMPATIENCE

Tacha continues to stare at the pillow on her chest and I wonder what would be going on in that head of hers. Does she plan on keeping quiet the whole day? Ain't she tired already? Fuck! My chest is engrossed with impatience as I tap my feet continuously on the chair Clara was sitting on.

This is going to be the third time Clara and I excused ourselves from the room. The reason we left was Clara trying to calm my impatience, I know Tacha is aware that her silence is annoying that was why she kept her face down avoiding our eyes from meeting.

I eye Clara signifying her that I want to talk to her alone. Which she understood and followed behind as I walked out of the room again.

"Clara, more silence Imma gonna kick out of here!". I say in a low pitched angry voice.

"Let's just give her more minutes. Maybe she's tryna recall everything okay?.

"Screw that nonsense... Ain't you the one who says she wanted to talk now?! For crying out loud today is Sunday! I'm supposed to be out of this fucking place but look at me now? Lara home on Sunday? That's absurd!". I made a haha trying to control myself from lashing out at Clara.

"Jeez, I can't believe I even let her stay in my house for fucking two days and her fucking guidance or whatever didn't care about her whereabouts".

"Calm down, please just exercise little patience". Clara says and that sounded like Mrs. Lucy, our Math teacher. She always sounds like that whenever she gives us hard equations to solve. But right now I am so angry and my head is gonna fly out if I don't leave this place. Maybe saying all these, letting them off my chest would help cool my spirit down.

"Screw patience Clara! Screw fucking patience! is patience sitting on a chair, looking at her while she tries to recall her broken ass or whatever, Clara I am serious when I said I'm gonna kick her out for more silence". I say pacing up and down the hallway.

"Please, keep your voice down she might hear you". Clara says and I can't believe she's thinking of Tacha overhearing us? That would even make her wanna talk about her actions on Friday!. Too bad she can't hear us cause each door in the house has soundproof tags. "Lara, let's just give her today, please".

"Today? My daddy will be back on Monday and I don't want him to meet her here! I don't even know how you cope with her annoying attitudes.

Clara knew I couldn't cope with Tacha's attitude that was why she has been sleeping over since the day of the incident. That day being Friday. The only reason her mom lets her stay with me was because we went together to her home.

"Please, Lara, maybe she doesn't know how to start the conversation. Let's just go back inside and... Help okay? Please...". Clara begs.

"Why are you soo fucking... I don't know". I breath in despair. "This won't work, you know right?".

"Let's just give it a go... You know we can't force her to talk".

"We can if we want". I roll my eyes.

"That would be injustice!... Let's just go back to her, yeah?". Clara says and tries to hold me but I backed off and shrugged.

"No, Not going back there, I have somewhere else to go. see you around 4 pm or go get dressed if you wanna come with me okay?. Clara shakes her head and walks to the room where Tacha stays.

"Suit yourself". I breath and walk to my room to prepare for my blind date. I'd be happy to waste my time there, to sitting in that room for a second looking at Tacha or whoever to finally talk.