Lying down, I feel light. So I get up. I'm in a bedroom, and this kind of room is definitely mine. I look around: the decoration is perfect! 100% my taste: navy blue and white. Wow! (Blue is my favorite color.)
I start touching the decorations… and damn! Reality hits me. My dad is probably angry, and he's right—I didn't listen. And my mom… oh Lord, why huhuhu. I'm sure she was scared again. I feel so bad. Come on, Hiyas, pull yourself together! I need to apologize to Dad and Mom.
So I walk carefully. Plus, I don't know the house… oh, I'm afraid I'll get lost lol.
I'm on the stairs going down to the living room (I think), and I see my dad with his head down and my mom crying. I take a deep breath and go for it:
Me: Uh… Dad… Mom…
They both turn and look at me.
Me: I…
Before I can finish, Mom gets up and runs to me.
Mom: Oh my God!!!! Hiyas honey, how are you feeling? Better? Tell me, are you still hurting anywhere? She touches me all over.
Me: I'm fine, I'm okay. I… I… I'm sorry Mom, I should have…
Before I can finish, she hugs me tightly.
Mom: It's okay, it's okay. Don't say anything else. The important thing is that you feel better.
I look at my dad. I feel so bad. I made him angry. He just wants to protect me. Ah, I guess no matter what I do, I'll never be a "normal" person.
Mom: Don't just stand there. I know you feel guilty about your dad.
Me: I…
Mom: Listen, he's just worried about you, he's not angry. Go talk to him, you'll see.
She's right. I scared him. Alright, I'll go talk to him and apologize.
I approach my dad, sit on his lap, and say:
Me: Dad, I'm really sorry, I…
Dad: It's okay, princess. The important thing is that you feel better.
Me: You're not mad? I say in a kitten-like voice. lol
Dad: No, how could I be mad at my Hiyas? I'm not mad.
Ah, thank you, Lord! My dad is the best.
The servants come over, all happy:
Servants: We're so glad you're okay, little Miss Corazon!
Head maid: I've prepared your favorite meal.
How does she know my favorite dish? I look at my dad and mom with a weird expression.
Mom: I told them. I plead guilty!
Everyone laughs with me, Dad and Mom included.
At that moment, someone rings the doorbell. Who is it? We just arrived today and already have a visitor?
One of the staff opens the door. The guest comes in:
Guest: Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Corazon.
Dad: Oh, hello Mr. Fernandez. What brings you here?
The staff leave the room.
Mr. Fernandez: Mr. Ezekiel called me on your behalf. He said you wanted to see me.
Dad: Oh yes, please have a seat!
Dad introduces: I'd like you to meet my wife, Sorayah Corazon, and my daughter, Hiyas Corazon.
Mr. Fernandez: Nice to meet you, ladies.
Dad: Actually, I heard from Ezekiel that you do home teaching.
Ahhhhh… already? Reminder, today is Saturday. Am I starting lessons? Nooo! Since I had classes in the U.S., I'm in my senior year. And "senior year" means the end of high school. lol, I've never even gone to school! I don't want to do senior year at home. Absolutely not! I want to live like a normal person. And no one will stop me.
Me: Already? Dad, I need a little time. I just arrived; I can't start lessons now.
Mom: Yes, Jul, I think it's too soon. Wait at least a week or two.
Dad (to me): Sweetheart, your grades aren't good enough so…
Me: Ehhh!!! I'm trying my best. Let's just say I'm not good at math, that's all.
Dad: Listen, princess, you need to start lessons quickly so you can feel more comfortable and understand better.
Mr. Fernandez: Yes. It's better to start rather than wait.
Me: Home lessons aren't like normal classes, right? So there's no need to follow the others.
Mr. Fernandez: Don't forget, you're doing senior year, Miss Corazon. You have exams with other home-educated students, most of whom have already started. So it would be better to start next Monday.
This guy talks and talks as if I'm going to do school at home. Never!!!! I just listen to his monologue.
Mom: So… in two days?
Mr. Fernandez: Exactly, Mrs. Corazon.
Oh no, Lord, help me huhuhu. I feel like I'm going to punch this guy.
Dad: Very well, let's do that.
Huh?
Mr. Fernandez: Mr. Ezekiel already sent the papers to the administration, everything is settled, so we can start next Monday.
Dad: Alright, that works.
Mr. Fernandez: Well, I'll take my leave now, Mr. Corazon.
Dad: Mmmh.
After Mr. Fernandez leaves:
Me: Dad, can I ask you something?
Dad: Yes, go ahead, my dear.
Me: What if I were enrolled in a normal school? I mean, not home lessons but a regular school.
Dad: And why is that?
Me: I want to make friends… because I don't have a single one, and also…
Dad: Oh no, tell me you're joking, right? You can't go to school, I already explained. It's dangerous for you.
Me: No, not at all!
Dad: Did you forget what happened?
Me: No.
Dad: And if you go, you won't be able to do what they do because you can't run, they won't handle your episodes, etc.
Me: But daaaad…
Dad: Don't talk about it anymore. The subject is closed.
Then he leaves.
Me: Mom, say something, please.
Mom: Sweetheart, your father is right, you know.
Me: I'll take care of myself, please talk to him.
Mom: I don't know, honey, I don't know.
I told you, my mom is even worse than my dad. She'll never let me go to school. I'm doomed. Ah Hiyas!!!! I won't give up, and I plan to move mountains if I have to so I can go to school, make friends, and stop being stuck at home because of this damn illness.