Forget Nothing

"Love is stronger than fear."
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  We sit around the small table that had three plate and a bowl of a strange dish in it. It's has been a long time, if I remember correctly it's been ages since I last sat to eat and now I miss never having the time for Mom even when I wanted to.

Patrick offers a short prayer and while Mia's eyes are close, mine are sceptically open. When their prayer is over with, they begin to eat and I watched.

"Aren't you going to eat." Mia asks with a cracked eyebrow as she pause to look at me.

"I would if I knew what it was." I mumble silently to myself but I guess she hears because she replies.

"Well it isn't poisoned." She snaps angrily and I almost flinch. Almost.

Patrick places a gentle hand on his daughters hands as though to calm her down. "Don't take your anger out on the wrong person Mia." Then slightly glances at me, he says "We are eating, its it's certainly not going to do you any harm if you try it."

I try a first sip at the funny looking soup and to my surprise, it tastes great. I am beginning to enjoy it more than the rest on the table, when I see their funny stare, I stop.

"You like it eh?" Patrick asks with an all knowing smile.

I clear my throat quickly and adjust myself. "Yea I guess." A blush creep into my cheek and I feel silly for the thought I had earlier.
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Patrick shows me a little room and tells me I can sleep there for the night. It isn't big or expensive, but it is something. We say our goodnight and I lie in bed, but I don't sleep, I can't sleep even if I want to. I think about home, I really want to go home, but I don't know how.

The sun rising makes me realise it is already morning and right away I stumble out of bed and walk out of the room. There are few people in the street, but not findind Mia or Patrick anywhere. I check in the other room close by, but I don't find any one. I come back out and see Mia coming with a bowl in her hand. I cross my arm around my chest and wait for her.

When she drops the bowl, I notice she had gone out to fetch water. She does not see me or she doesn't want to. She certainly doesn't like me I don't know why though or what I've done.

"Where's Patrick?" I ask, making her glance up at me.

"He's out." She replies flatly, before beginning her work in the bowl.

"Where is out?" I raise an eyebrow

"That's none of your business." She spits out at me.

Clearly it is my business because he's the only one that have given two shit about me since I got here. I want to spit back to her, but I hold myself.

I watch her go inside and come back out with a basket, she walks on without saying a word to me. Bitchy much?

"Where are you going to Mia? I ask, trailing behind her, she is walking in a quick pace and I have to double up my speed to meet up with her.

"To the market or don't you have that where you come from?" She asked.

My eyes lights up at what she just said. "You don't believe I'm from here do you?"

She keeps walking avoiding my question. I run up to her and catch her by the arm, turning her around so she is face to face with me. "Answer me damn it."