Staying Strong

"I will try my best." He answered, "but just know due to me not knowing what I am dealing with, it will take some time. Yet, rest assured I will try my best to find a cure for your sister, Miss Maysh."

I glanced at my lifeless sister and couldn't believe my eyes. I felt so helpless, this cannot be the end for her. For us?

No-no it can't be! Serenity can't be in a coma, I am her older sister. I was suppose to protect her and I failed. What am I missing here? It could have been while she was at school; wait, what about the ice cream? Nah, that can't be. The Chinese food? Yet, if that were the case wouldn't I have ended up being poisoned right alongside her. I mean, I basically had the same things she did, yet, I am not affected.

Was the man in the mirror right about that boy?

Perhaps he was the one who poisoned Serenity. Yet, if that was the case wouldn't he see me as a bigger threat and try to take me down though. I just don't understand this trickery, I should have been more cautious and we shouldn't have gone to school today.

Fuck me.

The sun had set; this day was fading in our midst and so much things had happened. Now this, of all things that could go wrong about today and I let my guard down for just a little while and look what has become of my actions. I am ashamed of myself, I knew better than to let my guard down and now, Serenity is paying the price.

The never ending questions explode in my head, but the answers will never be fully explained. The clock on the wall ticked, like it had it's own heart beat. I looked up; three hours passed by since Serenity fell unconscious; it was now 8:00pm. I stood there silently, wondering how this could happen.

"Crystal?" Doctor Serantro waved his hands crazily in front of me.

I quickly got out of my thoughts and said,

"Oh, yes doctor, sorry about that." I apologized.

It's all my fault.

"I need to go back to my lab this evening and run some tests and diagnostics. I wish ai could be of use here, but unfortunately, due to the nature of this poison I cannot isolate it, unless I do more testing in my lab. I will come first thing tomorrow, I promise. Just make sure you keep a good eye on her. Which I know you will, I still feel bad about your parents death, they were lovely people. Crystal, you are a strong, beautiful woman, your parents have taught you well."

"Thanks doc and yes, they really were amazing people. I just wish they were here, perhaps they would know what to do. I just hope you find a cure or something for Serenity. I promised my parents that I would protect her and I feel so vulnerable because, I didn't stop her from getting in contact with a poison. It's all my fault that she's in a coma."

I literally couldn't help her. As if I was cursed and no longer able to do anything. 

Just a helpless, orphaned child living in a mansion of a house and for what? To live like this day-to-day barely holding on to any sanity I have left. Why am I thinking this deep shit? Sigh. I seriously need to focus, as Serenity's life depends on it!

"Crystal, nothing is ever your fault, you're the big sister. Of course, you might feel like the weight of the world lies upon your shoulders, but trust me, you're parents would be so proud of you for keeping strong. You have great responsibility that your parents entrusted in you, but do know, you mean the world to Serenity. She knows this wasn't your fault, and once she wakes up, everything will be alright again." The Doctor said with a hopeful tone.

"You promise?" I asked, needing some reassurance. Even though he wasn't a miracle worker, he was only a doctor after-all.

He nodded and said his final goodbyes and I closed the door behind him and ran back upstairs. I sat by my sister as she lay silently.

At least we had not to worry about going to school tomorrow, due to us having a day off from the tragic accent that occurred earlier today.

Mr. Roza, who didn't have to die. Me, the girl who thought she knew how to protect her sister and Serenity, my beloved sister who is now in a coma because, I was too weak to do anything to save her.

How could I be so stupid? I should have told her not to worry about her studies, and just stay up watching movies. Although, now that I think about it, it might have no mattered if I was with her or not, the real question is, where on earth did she get in contact with poison?

Tears started streaming down my face and then I quickly wiped them away. Trying to get a grip of my emotions.

You got to be strong, for Serenity; for the both of us. She wouldn't want me to cry. Gosh, I could just hear now; what she would say to me. 

'Crystal, those eyes of yours are special and the more you cry the more you cannot see the sparkle that shines within them.'

I cried and laughed at the same time, she was always envious of my eyes. I never believed why, since, I hated them.  I got name called and bullied a lot in school because, my right eye is ice-blue and my left eye is brown. My sister's were like my mother's; beautiful sky-blue with a hit of emerald.

The time on my phone turned 9:00 and I changed the wet-cloth that rested on her head and put a new one in its place. Serenity was so silent, breathing slowly and pale like a piece of paper. She deserved better than this.

I'm sorry. I am sorry that I am stuck doing nothing right now. I am truly worthless to you in these moments where you need me the most. I wish more than anything, that ai could help you.

The waiting was truly agonizing and yet, I am glad the doctor will try everything he can to make her feel better. Tomorrow cannot come fast enough, on the other hand, I don't want to fall asleep. What if the nightmare occurs or worse, something happens to Serenity. If I sleep I won't be able to protect her. What it the boy comes to our house, breaks in and tries to take her, or both of us. I feel so weak from this morning, I don't know what will happen. Honestly, I do feel afraid.

I made sure to lock all the windows and doors and shit the curtains and turned off all the lights. The only light sources that were emitting were your standard LED night lights that come on when it gets dark.

I stared at her still body and wished I could do more. I know our dr. will do everything he can to bring her back to her usual self. I seriously hope so and to think if she died in this coma and I am left alone with regret of not finding out what happened to my parents and that I couldn't save my sister from this horrible death.

I cannot keep thinking negatively, that does me no good. I have to stay strong, I cannot let the fear of the unknown seep into me. If I become weak, it is all over for the both of us. I won't let that happen, whatever the cost, I will make sure she's better and back to her cute, bubbly self.

I can just see it now, that if she wasn't in her coma, but still not feeling great, she would want me to sing, just like mother did when we were sick. Our mother had a voice, beautiful as an angel's. I always thought she would consider going into some sort of choir, but her job was to love and take care of us. While our father's job wasn't spoken very much, I often pondered the thought that he was some sort of Assassin or at least along the like of an agent for the government.

Whenever me or Serenity was sick or was scared, mother would sing this traditional song from our ancestors. It was a spoken language back then. Although, I don't remember what it was called.

  Resorta mah hota

Metakita soko retan

Tikita molato dedtri

Resorta hedito watta

Yukality lola valana.

Basically, the translation is best described:

  Sleep well my darling,

Don't be afraid of the darkness;

Let the moon watch over you tonight,

For tomorrow is a new day,

I know you will be alright.

All of a sudden, I blacked out.