It happened fast. So fast that Gira lost her drunkenness. She immediately realized what was happening and pulled me into her car. As for me, I was too shocked to even remember.
***
Suddenly I woke up in my room. The stench of vomit filled my nose and it infected my lungs and brain. I dragged my body off the bed. I ignore that very disturbing throbbing.
There are only 2 things that I remember from last night's fun plan. One, my mother's affair, which I don't know how long ago. Two, I was so drunk that I thought what I experienced last night was just a messy fantasy of the effects of the forced separation between me and Maya.
I tiptoed into the bathroom so that my head wouldn't shake too hard and make me sick again. I wash my face, then I decide to take a shower. In the hope that it will feel better and the smell of vomit will go away.
I refrained from calling Gira. She's probably still sleeping. She's been looking after and comforting me all night, I don't want to disturb her.
"I need water..." I muttered as I crossed the hall. Bram's room was wide open. The smell of perfumed clothes drifted back and forth along with the smell of toast and hot coffee. I'm nauseous again, although I'm thankful it's not the smell of stale alcohol that's causing it.
I had no anticipation at all for what awaited me at the dinner table. So when I saw my parents already sitting there—complete with Abram and Joy, I took 2 steps back and almost broke the crystal display of my father's and mother's wedding gifts.
"Good morning, my beautiful girl..." my father greeted.
I nod awkwardly. I forced a smile because I couldn't handle the sudden uneasiness. I dreamed that my mother was cheating on me, in the morning they appeared at the dinner table. Right after the incident with Maya. There's no mistake, this must be Bram's doing. He called our parents because he felt that he was no longer able to control me in a good way. Did I make a mistake coming home from the bar this morning? Did I fight with Bram last night?
"I want to make coffee..." I said unsure.
The four of them stood together. To serve my will. However, Joy moved his hand to forbid them. He glanced at Bram then turned to me.
"Let me make you coffee..." he said. Then Joy told me to sit in her chair earlier. While he took a cup and poured coffee for me.
I heard my father let out an agitated sigh. My mother folded her arms on the table. Bram sat with a stiff body position. Which is odd. Which he always showed me before our fights happened. There, I just had a bad feeling.
"What's wrong? Did I make a mistake again?" I asked timidly. I looked at my parents alternately. "Bram?" call me for clarification.
"About last night." Dad started.
"I'm a bit drunk, but I didn't make any trouble." I automatically defend myself. "Is this about Gira? Is she okay?" I suspect. Gira drives drunk. Maybe she had an accident after dropping me off.
Bram shook his head and forced me to sit back down. He took a breath. "It's about mom and dad."
"Okay." I'm so relaxed.
"What you saw last night, Alesia... I can explain," said Mother.
I looked at my mother and narrowed my eyes. The feeling of uneasiness reappeared. This time it made the hairs on my neck stand up.
"Just briefly. We... Your mother and I have been separated for a long time. We are divorced. What you saw last night was a man who was close to your mother. She wasn't having an affair like you think," said Dad.
I widened my eyes. "You two? Are you divorced? And, what happened last night really happened? It wasn't a dream because I was too drunk?"
They glanced at each other. As if regretting their previous words. Then they nodded. Joy who was still standing in the corner of the kitchen slowly left us.
"Since when? How come I don't know anything?"
"We thought it would be hard for you. Abram said so," Dad said.
"Bram already know?" I clenched my fists. "Since when?"
"2 or 3 years ago," Bram replied coldly.
"And you didn't tell me? Why, Bram?" I insisted. My eyes immediately sting.
"I thought it would be difficult for you to understand."
"You always think I'm stupid, Bram?" I said almost snapping. "Now it's obvious why you guys never came home," I accused my parents.
"It's not like that..." Mother interrupted which made me even angrier.
"I'm not a child anymore! I know what divorce means, Mother! I know what separation means! If you've been honest with me from the start, I won't have to think that one day you'll come back to us here. And, if I'd been told from the start, I'd have wouldn't have thought that my mother was having an affair with a man better suited to be her son and dating in a suburban bar like a slut!"
"Alesia! Mind your words!" Bram snapped.
"Watch my mouth?" I replied. "That's right, Bram... I have to keep my mouth shut. It's like you guys are very good at keeping secrets from me. Have you ever considered the damage caused by your actions? Bram is gay!"
"Ale—"
"I'm selling myself. Because it's hard for someone like me to live side by side with the conglomerate kids in Purasabha!"
"Alesia del Winter!" Bram is still trying to stop me.
I glared at him. "You think calling my full name can stop me, Bram? Even our last names have no meaning now! Stop controlling me!"
Bram was already standing, but my mother pulled his hand to sit back down.
I held my breath to keep my head from spinning too much. "And what's more, now I realize that I am attracted to a woman. You know what Bram said? I can't like her, because that woman is a murderer!"
My mother frowned in confusion. Dad's expression was even more ridiculous.
"She is indeed a murderer, Alesia." Bram growled angrily.
I snorted with a sinister smile. "Okay... I guess it's pointless to argue with you, Bram. But I swear, someday in the future... I will marry Maya and make your life more miserable because you have to see her every day."
I then stood up. "Now let me take my leave. I trust you three will finish this discussion very well. As you always do without my interference."
"Joys!" Bram wanted Joy to step in to calm me down. Late. No one can tell me to stop now.
***
Until the afternoon, I have not decided where to go. My savings are running low. I'm tired of hanging around the streets, cafes and city parks. I'm reluctant to ask Gira for help. Realizing that she's my only friend now is a very embarrassing fact. And as she always boasts... She has a girlfriend. I can't ride there.
Meanwhile Maya...
That girl could not be contacted at all. The house is empty. Her cell phone  is active but she is not answering the phone and replying to my messages.
The only notifications that popped up were those of my Mom and Dad. They say I'm still one of them. I can still go home. They promised to be fairer. And so on, and so on. Nonsense. Isn't it a bit late now? I think it's just because Bram is too confident about his relationship with Joy.
I thought, no one really expected my presence except...
When the man opened the door, I rushed to him. I stroked his handsome face. I traced his beard which was getting thicker because he was lazy to shave.
Yovanes.
He hugged me. His smile is genuine. He was pleased with my sudden appearance. He pulled me into his house.
"What wind brought you here?" he asked which I only answered with a long kiss.