Maybe

"Ok, but let me think about leaving." I tell her.

"Of course."

We leave the planetarium and head out to the bedroom, where we order supper. As we watch a movie, eating in bed, I think about what next. Something is off, and yet, I feel more relaxed and happy than when I arrived 24 hours earlier. Maybe it is that. Isn't it a little bit fast to find peace ? I start to suddenly feel an unease, like something isn't right, like I'm trapped in a web of delusions. I need to see something.

"I-I have to go ! I'm sorry !" I tell her, freaking out.

"What ?? Why ??" She says, confused.

I don't answer and put on my chose to run out of the room. In the elevator, I cross the path of the slutty maid.

"Do you want to f..." She starts to say.

"No, thank you !" I cut her.

She pouts, but I don't actually care, what I want to see is just further outside the elevator. The bar. Where the song comes from. And in that crowded place, I see the singer. She changed a lot, and yet, hasn't aged a day. It's my sister, Megan.

She notice me despite the crowd and as soon as her song end, rush out of the scene. But I catch her before she reach backstage.

"Megan !"

She stops, but doesn't look at me, and instead keep her eyes down with a conflicted look.

"I finally found you ! Everyone think you've run away and probably died or worst !" I explain.

"And it's better that way." She finally answers, still not looking at me.

"How can it be better ! I looked for you for years !"

This time, she tense up and look back at me. "You didn't realized, because you were the favorite, the good boy. But mom and dad weren't perfect, they wanted me to be the nice perfect girl with good scores at school that dress appropriately for church and look after a perfect man to marry ! And since I wasn't all of that, I was bullied, gazlighted and punished every time I tried to get out of that mold ! Now, I can sing for people who likes my songs, dress how I want, get tattoos, date girls, I'm free !"

So that's it ? I failed to see her struggles and I was the bad guys ? Surprise and confusion turn into anger.

"And so, you just decided to bail out without even telling me ?"

"I found this place by luck ! I couldn't risk to leave it to warn you !"

"I lost so many years looking for you !"

"I didn't ask you to !"

Pissed off, I walk away.

"Alright, stay here ! Good fucking luck with your life."

As I leave the bar. I meet a woman. She looks familiar, but I can't pinpoint where I saw her.

"Hi, Kyle." She says.