Chapter 13
Tasnee sat on top of the front porch, fretting. She felt bad for Rattana, she felt bad for her brother, and she felt bad for herself. Rattana for being treated so badly by her brother, her brother for not getting any peace of mind, and herself for not daring to blurt out the truth. But then again, why was her brother overreacting this much? He only knew that he hurted her, right? As she thought about all the things she could've been doing instead of sitting here, she suddenly feels dizzy. She turned around back and forth, seeing double images. What was it now?
Just at that moment, the bell rings. She walks slowly down the stairs, grabbing the handrails. When she arrives at the gate, she unlocks it. "Who's there?"
"Hello Tasnee, it's Kavin," the man replies, adjusting his glasses as he smiled.
She smiled slightly. "Hi. What brought you here?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.
Kavin thought for a second. "I was, uhh...I was, umm. I was going to go to my friend's house, which is down the road. But then he canceled due to some sickness his mother has. So then I decided to come here," he replies, trying his hardest not to bite his nails. He hated that habit. He bit his nails when he was nervous. He kept telling himself that he was a doctor, and doctors are supposed to know about cleanliness.
"Oh, well come in." She tries walking back into the house, but got dizzy and dropped down, sitting on the grass.
Kavin rushed to her, his eyes worried. "Are you ok, Tasnee?"
She nodded once before replying, "I'm fine. And please, call me Nee."
Kavin nods, relieved that she was ok. "Can you walk?"
"Uhh, I don't know," she replies. "Maybe, if I can get myself up that is."
Kavin extends a hand for Tasnee to hold onto.
She accepts his hand, pulling herself up.
Once Kavin let go of her hand, she falls right back down.
Kavin bends down, his stomach curling up because he was worried. Really worried, this time. "Nee?"
Tasnee opens her eyes, seeing quite clearly but it seemed that now, she had a feeling she wanted to vomit. To his question, she replies by shaking her head slightly.
Without hesitating, he grabs hold of her and holds her up.
She looks at him questioningly, but didn't say anything or disagree.
He takes her into his sports car and places her on her passenger seat. When he sees her curious stare, he replies: "I'll take you to the hospital, Nee. You'll be ok."
Hospital? She didn't want to go to the hospital! She already knew what was wrong, no, that's not the word. She alrleady knew what was right. And what would happen. But she didn't want to face the harsh, painful, truth. A truth she wished she could just throw away and never face it ever again. Going to the doctor wouldn't help her. What she needed was a miracle, and as of now? She was sure short of it.