“You have one new message.”
“Finally!”
“First message, October 13th, 2007. 4:15 pm.”
“Hey Sam. I just finished with my therapy appointment.”
“Okay, but it’s been way to long since you called me.”
“Today we talked about you.”
“O-oh.”
“I told her that I still call and leave you messages. Even though you never call me back. I honestly don’t even know if you listen to them.”
“Every single one.”
“I realized I’m still mad.”
“Is- is this gonna be a guilt trip?”
“Family- Family means everything to me. Probably because I didn’t have one for a while. Even though our family isn’t perfect, we were always safe and fed and clean. And we really care about each other. I know you always struggled. Mom and Dad’s idea of a good life and yours just don’t mesh. They don’t understand you and you don’t understand them. But I still- I still don’t understand how you could throw it all away? And it hurts. But I’m not just mad at you. None of you ever really tried. You always have to fight, and Mom and Dad never give you any room. But I love you all. And I don’t want to stay mad. I know you’re hurting. You like to try and play tough and cool, but I know you. Mom and Dad are hurting too. I know you probably don’t believe me, but they are. And it feels like you all want me to choose a side. I want this family, Sam. I need them. But it feels like, because I can’t leave them behind, that means I have to lose you. And I hate it. I miss you. I want you to call me back. But I think I need to come to terms with the fact that you might not. No family is perfect, and if leaving is the best thing for you, then I need to let you go. This- this is the last message I’m going to leave. I want you as a part of my life, but more than that, I want you to be okay. So, I forgive you for leaving, and I’ll leave you alone if that’s what you want. I love you Sam.”
“Message end.”
“Fuck! What the hell am I supposed to say!?”
“Press one to replay the message,”
“It’s been months! How the hell am I supposed to face you!”
“Press two to save the message,”
“What am I supposed to do? Just call you up, and what? Act like nothing happened?”
“Press three to return to the main menu,”
“‘Hey, it’s been a while, how are things?’ I don’t even remember what the last words I said to you were!”
“Press nine to delete the message.”
“You’re my sister and I left you behind! At first, I was just trying to avoid our parents but as time went on, I was just avoiding dealing with what I did to you. And now I’m too scared to try! Fuck Alex, why can’t you hate me? That would be so much easier to deal with. How can you forgive me!? How can I forgive me!?”
“Press one t-”
“Fuck!”
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