Dirin watched Evan leave with one of his men. He might have just played into Eva’s trap but he knew he was doing what Yoma would have done. He didn’t know how much longer Yoma would be out, there was only so much he could do. If only he could do things his way, Eva would be peacefully resting in a black hole, almost forgotten.
He returned to Nuella room. “Hey” he called out softly. “You don’t need to sit up”
His words stopped her movement. She looked at him, she could tell something was up. “Is it Evan?”
“Yes.” He promptly replied. “No, it’s not him,”
“I know you can’t readily trust him-”
Dirin cut her off. He was tired of hearing Evan praises and the sight of him was beginning to wear him out. “Do you remember I once told you the time would come when spineless cowards would haunt those I care about to get me?”
“It’s time to go into hiding?” Nuella asked back.
Dirin nodded, his hands in his pants, eyes lowered.
Silence lingered until Nuella spoke up. “On one condition”
“Do not make me have to find another godfather who has a shady hotel for my son”
Dirin burst out in laughter. “Promise”
Nuella chuckled. “When do I leave?”
Dirin bridged the small gap to her bed and carefully hugged her. “You’ll be fine and safe.” He whispered. She nodded. “And your bratty son too”
She hit his shoulder, earning another laughter from him. He left her room and made a couple of phone calls before he left her with his men who would take her to a safe location.
Oyim gripped the phone in his hand tightly. He didn’t know how Dirin would react but with his never-ending banter and sudden disappearance, Yoma would be alone and he wouldn’t be enough. Yoma needs a reason to wake up and her family fits the criteria. Sadly, she wasn’t in good terms with them, Evan has his own family, which leaves him with Kessina Odeta.
Kessina just has to be with Yoma in the midst of the chaotic situation. Dirin would have to understand.
If the drive from the hospital was his longest drive time ever, the drive to Dirin’s hotel is the shortest ever. Evan didn’t even notify Nuella of his abrupt leave. His heart throbbed rapidly. His brain and mind were on the verge of explosion. His thousand questions weren’t answered as Dirin didn’t say more than Eva Nna was alive. Maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him but he seemed pissed and irritated when he tried to probe.
Evan felt anxious. He was happy his sister was alive but sad he wasn’t the one who found her. What if she hated him? What if like Yoma, her life had been a river of pain, drowning her? What if she never forgave him for not protecting her and their mother? What if she resented him for not finding her sooner? What if it wasn’t Eva his sister but a complete coincidental namesake?
He fidgeted. He should probably call his wife, he can’t do it alone. He reached for his phone in his pants. His finger hovered on her name. She was angry the previous day, maybe he should meet her first, alone. They would have so much to talk about.
How does she look like? Mom? Will she recognize me?
He shook his head. She was five years old when she was taken, she can’t possibly remember my face. Will I be able to recognize her as a sister or a familiar stranger?
Evan was lost in thoughts all through the drive. He got out of the car and took a deep breath. He straightens his non-existent crease on his shirt.
“This way” a baritone voice sounded. Evan nodded.
Maybe it was his wishful thinking to have Dirin drive him to his sister not one of his men. But he is Dirin, overly dramatic.
Eva stared out the window. She wondered what Dirin was up to, with his clinging presence, she wouldn’t be able to harm Yoma. But his patience was wearing thin, Evan wouldn’t let him have his way and it would be a matter of time before he snaps. She would act on it to do her heart desires.
She was pondering when she heard a knock. She stiffened her back and swiveled to the door. She heard voices, she sprinted to the door and pressed her ears to it. She couldn’t pick out Dirin’s voice and there seems to be hesitation and deep loud breathes.
Evan. The first name that popped in her head.
Knocks on the door sounded again. Her brain went into overdrive, thinking of anything suitable for the first meeting in over fifteen years. Eva switched off the light and closed the windows. She ripped her clothes, scratching herself leaving ugly marks.
“Why isn’t she opening the door?” Evan asked with a grim.
The guard by the door turned the doorknob and opened the door. He gave Evan an askance look.
Evan didn’t take it to heart. He carefully pushed the door opened, scared a slight aggressive sound would agitate her. He frowned upon stepping into the room.
The windows were closed and the light turned off. Did Dirin play an expensive joke on me?
He switched on the light to find a scared and trembling petite figure at a corner, with tattered clothes. She had the same small pretty face his sister had.
Evan was shocked. He quickly ran to her. “Eva?”
“Pl…please do not..force anymore” she pleaded whimpering. “Please”
Evan quickly grabbed a blanket from the bed to cover her up properly but she flinched back, trembling. He felt his heart winced. He clenched his fist angrily, silently swearing to avenge whoever did this.
“It’s Evan, your brother.” He said softly. “Evan. I won’t hurt you, don’t be scared” he lovingly cajoled her.
Eva didn’t bulge, vexing Evan, who stormed out of the room. “Who did that to her?” He yelled at the guards. “Dirin would never do such a thing, why did you? Couldn’t you find someone else?”
He threw a punch at the nearest guard to him and a brawl ensued. Well…more like a beat down on Evan.
Eva effortlessly pulled off the assaulted drama, making a fool of Evan, she couldn’t be happier. But she didn’t want the chaos to erupt now. She sprinted to the door.
“E-Evan” she stuttered. They didn’t hear her amidst the flying punches. She made a really sad pitiful face and called out a little louder, drawing their attention.
He quickly rushed to her, catching her in time as she slumped. “Eva”
There was no response. He carried out, running as he did. He settled Eva in the backseat, he was about to back into the hotel to collect his car keys from Dirin’s man who drove him but saw him approach. He briskly walked to him, collect his keys and drove off.
Evan paced the hospital corridors while a doctor checked Eva. His fists clenched, seething in anger. He would not take this lightly. If he hadn’t arrived, they would have done much worse to her. It was his job to protect her but he failed woefully.
The female doctor came out much later. He quickly went to her. “How is she? Was she….”
“She is fine. Just scratches”
He let out a breath of relief. He thanked the doctor and went into her room. She was staring blankly into space.
“Eva” she didn’t respond. He went to her, gently turning her to him. “I’m so sorry. I am sorry I couldn’t protect you”
Her shoulders trembled as she cried. “It’s not just them and you can’t fight them”
He pulled her in for a hug and she completely broke down in his arms. His heart winced painfully.
“Y-Yoma…I thought she came for me…for us.” She started. “Our mom loved her and when she needed her, she turned her back. She humiliated her along with Big Ike, she accused her of being unable to protect her from Alik people….she tortured her, used her to do horrible things, then one day…” She choked. “she died.” She whispered, tears flowing down her face. “Our mom died right in front of me and I couldn’t do anything.” She whimpered. “Yoma left me there…” She trailed off.
“I’m here now. No one will hurt you ever again.”
He rubbed her back, trying to soothe her. He felt conflicted and couldn’t accept her words. His sister didn’t have any reason to lie to him but Yoma wasn’t capable of such cruelty. His father’s death was a heavy blow to her, she lost it back then, did it trigger evil in her?
The Yoma he met at Alik was the Yoma he knew or was he too gullible to see her true colors?
“Evan” her voice disrupted his thoughts. “Please don’t ever leave me”
His heart ached for her. “Never”
His arms tighten around her. This wasn’t what he had envisioned as a reunion with his sister. He patted her back gently, cajoling her to sleep as he does to his two years old daughter.
“Avenge our parents ”
Evan stopped his movements. He couldn’t possibly hurt Yoma.
“Yoma will not stop, she will come for us, despite wreaking havoc in our lives. She has to pay for her sins” Eva cried out.
“Get some rest.” He said in a small voice.
Evan waited till she fell asleep before he left the room. He had brought Eva to his hospital, so he could be closer to Yoma and closely monitored their health. He headed for Yoma’s room. He had to see Dirin but he didn’t have his contact, his guards would.
Dirin was inquiring about Yoma’s visitors in his absence when he spotted Evan approach, visibly fuming. He didn’t need to be told Eva had made her move. He pretended to be oblivious of his approach.
“How could you Dirin?”
“Hallelujah! He knows my name” he answered in with a snide manner.
“What type of man are you? Your men’s action says a lot about you and what you do. I expected so much from you but almost violate my-”
“So they didn’t actually rape her?” Dirin clicked his tongue in annoyance, sitting on a chair opposite Yoma’s door and crossed his legs. “I should have done a proper calculation. They need to let off some steam”
“Dirin!” Evan yelled.
“Evan!” Dirin yelled.
“My sister was almost raped under your nose and you act arrogantly a-”
“What will you do about it?” Dirin challenged.
Evan was furious and frustrated. He had respect for him but after what his men did, he lost it.
“I suggest you have your face checked out before we get into a fistfight” Dirin jeered. “My men did a good job on you, I presume you must have lost your cool when you saw her almost violated” he emphasis on almost.
He grabbed Dirin’s collar, raising him up, teeth gritted. He was about to punch him when Oyim shouted at him.
“Evan!” He roared. He quickly ran over and removed his hands from Dirin.
Dirin sat back down, a smug look on his face. Evan glared at Oyim. “His men almost rape my-”
“You think Dirin would have rapists around him? That’s a low blow I didn’t expect from you” Oyim chided him.
“Of course, he would believe his sister.” Dirin jeered.
“Watch your…Yoma?” Evan was surprised.
All eyes flung to the door. Yoma stood by her door, an arm on her midsection, the other, gripping her iv drip pole for support, pouting her lips childishly.
“Where is mom? I didn’t take off the iv drip myself. She is always mad at me for it but I….” She frowned. She looked at each men before her; Evan, Dirin, and Oyim. “I am already uneasy, don’t increase it with your weird stares” she grumbled.
“You shouldn’t be moving around” Evan scolded, coming to his senses. He carefully led her back to her bed and pressed the alarm to get nurses to assist him.
“Why didn’t you alert the nurses?” Dirin chipped in.
“I felt suffocated when I woke up and the dream I had was horrible,” Yoma said sitting while Evan checked her vitals.
“Tell us your dream,” Oyim said, leaning on the door frame.
“I was happy and content with dad, Evan’s father, next minute I was accused of killing him. Mom and Eva were sent away” she narrated the Alik incident and its aftermath as her supposed dream. “I went for them but I couldn’t succeed, we were humiliation and mom assaulted. When we did, we were haunted and mom was shot. Eva never forgave me, she told me an eye for an eye, a life for a life”
She turned to Dirin. “We became friends but I never told him anything. He cared so much for me but I gave him cold shoulders, never letting him care”
Yoma looked at Oyim. “You knew I was doing something that could land me behind bars but you never stopped me. You supported me but had plans to sabotage mine”
“I hurt her time and time again with my abrupt leaving, silence and attitude,” Yoma told Kessina.
They turned to the door, to find Kessina beside Oyim. They were confused. They all knew it was their history with her but why was she saying otherwise?
They eyes were fixed on Evan, who was feigning ignorance of their questioning glares.
“It was just a dream,” Evan told Yoma. “Get some rest and call if you need anything” he tucked he in before he dragged. Dirin out of the room.
“It is not a dream Evan,” Dirin told him.
“What happened to her?” Kessina asked.
“She is her best friend and only female friend Kessina Odeta” Oyim introduced.
“Who are you guys?” She probed.
“Evan” Dirin growled, ignoring her question.
“Yoma is suffering from DRC”
“In lame words” Dirin yelped at him.
“You’re lame as it is” Evan retorted.
“Can you guys not bicker right now?” Oyim scolded.
“I don’t know you, any of you,” Kessina told them.
“Evan, Oyim, and Dirin,” Dirin said pointing out each. He turned to Evan. “What’s DRC?”
“It’s called dream-reality confusion, mostly found in patients of Borderline Personality Disorder. People usually confuse their dreams for reality but she confuses her reality for a dream.”
They were dumbstruck.
“She doesn’t have Borderline Personality Disorder,” Kessina told her doctor.
“I concur” Dirin chimed in.
“No. But she has a history of emotional reactions. Some people feel pain worse than a normal person and Yoma is one of those people because of her childhood trauma” Evan explained.
“Yoma mentioned her trauma in the script she left for me but never said what it was” Kessina confirmed his words.
“We should let her keep this delusion for now. The incident years ago was a huge blow to her and I don’t think she truly recovered. She must have triggered some sort of psychological shock in Alik. She is fragile right now, one wrong move could shut her system down. There is only so much she can handle-”
“Shouldn’t you be telling your almost violated sister that?” Dirin sneered, cutting Evan off. He turned to Kessina. “Keep her company while I arrange for her to be transferred” with that he walked away.
“You can’t do that”
“Didn’t you hear her supposed dream? Eva hates her” Oyim told him.
“She suffered a head blow during her accident, what do you expect?”
“I hope it can make you sleep at night” Oyim taunted.
Kessina watched them banter. She had no idea Yoma had other friends, who care so much for her. she was happy to meet her other friends though not the way she imagined but sad she wasn’t completely herself.
“We don’t care what you think Evan, protecting Yoma is our priority. You should stay away from her, I won’t be able to stop Dirin now” Oyim told him.
“Why? Because Eva spoke the truth?” Evan retorted.
“He’s not allowed in her room,” Oyim told the guards, leading Kessina into her room.
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