After a few seconds, I realized nothing was happening. I still closed my eyes. Time was stretching longer than it used to. It was either Zyren who got second thoughts. Or he is already preparing his ritual to wipe my memories about him and his family.
The loud opening of the door made me almost jump from my seat.
We both got distracted by the one who smashed the door enough for its lock to break.
It was Cedric, of course.
Behind him, Lou was cowering. Yet he is interested to know what is happening inside that study room.
"You're going to pay for that," Zyren pointed to the door before he resumed sitting comfortably on his seat.
"Like I care!" he shouted at Zyren before looking at me. "What the hell were you thinking? Why is it okay with you to let go of your memories?"
"He'll only erase the ones that happened today, right?"
"Yes," Zyren said as if we agreed.
"Right! And that is because you don't care about us. Because we're practically strangers with weird abilities that you don't find fascinating," Cedric clarified.
I don't know where this conversation is going. Really. Cedric and Lou knew this would eventually happen, yet now they are the ones who seemed concerned about my memories.
It's not like I'm a damsel in distress.
And it's not like I see Zyren as a villain and Cedric as a prince charming despite knowing they can play that role pretty well.
Anyway, I just wanted one thing.
"I only wanted to go home. Now, if you please—"
"Play a game with me," Cedric said abruptly to Zyren.
"Are you sure? What are you going to pay me if you lose?"
"Let her go home with her memory intact. And do not bother her ever again. That means no manipulation, no subtle ways of getting information—"
"I get it. I'll let our guest off the hook. And if I win?"
"What are your terms?" Cedric bravely asked.
"We'll relocate," Zyren answered.
"Where?"
"It does not matter where. It will be my house and my rules all over again. But this time, I'll be hearing no complaints. And I mean, any complaints? Understood?"
"Deal."
"What if I won?" Lou asked as he walked towards the two men who almost forgot that other people existed in that study room.
"What do you want?" Zyren asked.
"I want my freedom back."
"As if we don't give you enough space and privacy—" Cedric murmured.
"You wanted us to abandon you, is that it?" Zyren confirmed.
"If abandoning me means you will not help me if ever I get into trouble, or both of you will stop treating me like a baby that needs supervision. Then, yes. I want both of you to abandon me."
"I'll make sure I win then," Zyren said.
"Yeah, right," Cedric countered.
"So winner commands all. What game are we playing then?" I asked.
The three looked at me as if I suddenly appeared in the room.
"What? You didn't expect me to join?" I asked them.
"Okay. Winner commands all," Zyren declared.
I thought that somewhere in the house, there would be a game room or a hidden covered court. And I thought we would play a sport that I might not even know or be good at. Yet the game we will play is a deck of cards.
Cedric seems to have an advantage, given what he can do.
But I am disregarding that now since the thoughts he can only hear are about himself.
What would be the use of mind reading if his opponents are busy thinking about their strategies themselves?
We are still in the same room. We all sat on the carpeted floor.
All are holding a set of cards. We only have one match.
So the tension was high.
Yet everyone knew the rules.
I am unsure if Lou is confident because he saw a glimpse of the past and might have probably seen something linked to this moment. But I doubt it.
Zyren seemed pretty confident as he shuffled the cards earlier.
I noticed this was not the first time they all played together.
"Who is the best player among the three of you?"
"Me," Zyren said as soon as Cedric and Lou said, "Him."
They were both pointing at Zyren.
"And yet, you challenge him? Are you both insane?"
"Well, it's better to try our luck again," Lou said while trying to check every card he was holding.
Luck, huh?
I used to believe in that. That luck has something to do with timing and perseverance. But luck is only a magic word I'll use whenever I cannot explain why something good happens.
But I avoid believing in luck. Because if I believe in it, I might end up envious of others, and I might only think I am not successful because of bad luck.
And that sucks.
Four people. Fifty-two cards. Each player has thirteen cards.
There are equal opportunities to defeat each other.
The rule is that the first to discard all the cards is declared the winner. The one who holds the number three clubs is the first to lay a card.
Lou has it. He lay it down as a pair. Three clubs and three hearts. He seemed excited because he was the first to move. However, being the first does not always mean being in control of the game. Lou sat on my right. Zyren sat on my left, and Cedric sat in front of me. I'm trying not to look at him or anyone and only focus on the game.
There is a clue based on how each player arranges their cards. It gives away how many pairs they are holding or if they had a full-house, royal flush, straight flush, or other combinations allowed in the game.
The highest number is two, followed by an ace. The highest symbol in the cards is the diamonds, followed by the hearts, the spades, and the clubs. So, even if someone holds the highest numbers, it can be beaten by the same highest numbers but with higher symbols.
I dropped a pair of cards higher than the first pair. Four spades and four hearts. It was followed by Zyren, with five diamonds and five clubs.
Cedric threw in six clubs and six hearts.
Lou threw his pair of eight. Hearts and diamonds.
I threw in a pair of kings. Diamonds and spades.
"Ooh… someone is impatient," Cedric teased.
Am I being impatient? Should I throw in a lower pair of cards? But I no longer have lower pairs of cards. I just dropped the one higher than the cards of my opponent.
Zyren says passed. And we all looked at him.
Cedric looked at his cards and scratched his head.
"Passed."
"Passed," Lou said, too. And he looks irritated.
Now, I'm in control of the game.
I lay three jacks. Clubs. Spades. Diamonds.
Again, it is a high combination of cards. The only way to beat that is if someone has three aces or three twos.
I am confident that the three twos are not in the hands of anyone. But the three aces are something I needed to anticipate.
"Passed."
"Passed!"
"Passed."
It is still my turn to drop another set of cards.
I think they expect another pair from me. But I only lay five spades on the table.
Lou seemed happy, and so did Cedric.
It was like they were telling me that now I am being nice.
Zyren lay eight spades.
Cedric dropped the ten of spades.
And Lou dropped her Jack of Spades.
I think Lou wanted to gain back his control of the game.
I still have the Queen of Clubs, so I dropped it.
Zyren covers it with the two spades. We are all shocked.
There it is, the first highest number.
Now, we are all waiting for the three of them.
Will someone dare beat Zyren's card?
There was a moment of silence before I heard Cedric and Lou say the word passed.
Now, it was up to me.
But should I dare?
"Passed," I said.
Zyren smiled at me.
"Good girl," Zyren said before holding five pieces of cards and laying them on the table. The three of us look at it.
Three seven. Spades. Hearts. Clubs. Followed by two nine. Diamonds and spades.
None of us are holding five pieces of cards that could beat that.
So again, Zyren is in control.
It was like we were in the palm of his hands.
And we are all waiting for who will defy our fate.
Again, he dropped a pair of cards. Two queens. Diamonds and spades. If no one beats his cards, and the last two cards he turned out to be another pair with higher or lower numbers, we are all doomed.
"Passed," Lou said as if accepting defeat. "Why is he always so good at this?"
"Damn it," Cedric said. "Passed! I will never play this game again."
I dropped my pair of cards. Two diamonds. Two Clubs.
I did not look at everyone even though I knew each froze while staring at me.
"Jesus Christ! You had those!" Cedric said.
"Why, you little faker…" Lou seemed shocked and mad at the same time.
"Passed," Zyren said casually.
Of course, no one can beat the cards that I just dropped.
It was a given.
But I also only have two cards left, just like with Zyren.
But it was not a pair. The control I gained might end when I dropped a single card.
Six spades.
It was unexpected. I know.
Zyren laid down his ten diamonds.
I gasped.
We're the same! He was also not holding a pair!
Cedric does not seem happy because of his cards. The one he lay down is the ace of hearts. But Cedric does not seem confident. Even without reading our thoughts, he knew the outcome already.
Lou passed.
And I was so relieved when I lay the last card in my hand.
It was the ace of diamonds.
I won.
Zyren threw in his last card, the two hearts. He could have won if he dropped that first. But the agreement was that whoever discarded all of their cards first would be the one who would win.
"Okay, then. Tell us what you want," Zyren said.
But I could not move, and I could not breathe properly.
I guess this is what it felt like to be lucky.
I could not think straight.
There was too much to process. I needed to force myself to calm down and focus on the present.
Happiness. Astonishment. Enjoyment.
I usually never experience those with other people.
I usually never experienced those because of other people.
When someone wins a prize, the usual reply to any congratulatory speech is a casual thanks. Sadly, I am not among those who can easily believe I could win simply by doing my best. So, I avoid any contest.
I am not even used to being in the spotlight, much more to being the winner in any tournament.
I do not like to be competitive. I cannot help but disappoint myself when the outcome is unexpected. Winning is always something abnormal for me. So this experience is freaking me out. I did not label myself as a loser or think of myself as one. I only did not expect the outcome of our game. I followed the rules and won.
When I joined the card game set by Zyren, Lou, and Cedric, I only did not want to sit idly and let somebody else decide on my fate. I wanted to participate not because I was confident. But because I fear I could lose control over my life if I let other people decide for me. Besides, no matter the outcome, I had nothing to lose by forgetting them.
Now that I got the result, it was hard for me to digest everything that was happening. I could not stop thinking further about what could happen if I let Cedric have his way.
But again, I must not let my mind drift too much.
I will ask for my freedom. I had it before I entered the house. But I lost it after knowing what the three were capable of.
But I sensed that simply asking them to let me go would not work for all of us. I gathered my thoughts. I closed my eyes as I encouraged myself to have the courage to speak up.
"I will demand something from each of you. And I do not want anyone to argue with me."
They all sat there and looked at me as if I was their boss.
Well, at that moment, I believe I am. Winning has that effect. It boosts my ego, and I might appear overconfident, which is scary.
"First, each of you will let me go on with my normal life, and none of you will stop me or track me down even after I walk out of this house. And I will do the same. I will forget everything when we no longer see or contact each other. Which, in a way, is what Zyren wanted but without deleting my memories, which concerns Cedric."
"Agreed," Zyren said. "That works for me."
Cedric stared at me. Lou seemed impatient about what else I would be demanding from them.
"When Lou turns twenty-one, you will let her decide on her life and treat her like an adult. Lou will take responsibility for the consequences of his actions, whether good or bad."
"Why can't I do that when I turn eighteen?"
"Because you will no longer act and think like a brat by then. Think of the upcoming weeks and years as your training period and plan your life if you want to stop being dependent on anyone at that point."
"I understand," he said with a sad expression.
"But I am not asking you to live alone," I clarified. You can still be with Cedric and Zyren. They are your family, whether you want to or not. And they also have you whether they like it or not."
"So we're just stuck with each other."
"That depends if that is how you want to define your family, Lou."
I looked at Zyren.
"I wanted you to stop erasing the memories of anyone."
"Okay, wait a minute—" Zyren said.
"No arguments. Remember?"
"I did not agree to that."
"Keep your word. You are good at that. And trust me, it is for your benefit. Please."
Zyren was silent. Cedric almost scoffed.
I looked at Cedric and said my demand to him.
"And you should know when to be sensitive with other people. Don't just focus on yourself. The people around you and the place you're currently in are real. They are not part of a backdrop in a movie."
"I couldn't see them that way," he confessed.
"Then how do you see me?"
He opened his mouth to speak but decided to keep quiet like Zyren.
"Try. Just try."
"Is that all?" Zyren asked.
I look at each of them. Three beautiful strangers that I will no longer see again.
"That is all," I said.
We all stood and went out of the study room. I gathered my things and made sure that none was missing.
The three followed me like I was their mother hen. In the living room, we all saw Lou grab and turn the empty flower vase upside down, one key drop in his hand.
Cedric and I seemed to have the same thought.
So that was where the key was.
Zyren opened the main door.
I was unsure if he was acting like a gentleman or if Zyren could not wait to get rid of me.
I step out the door. The three walked outside the garden with me.
"You know, you could have asked for a million dollars. And I might have given it to you," Zyren said.
"And why would I do that?"
"Why didn't you?"
I looked at him with a knot on my forehead.
"Are you expecting me to?"
"Somehow, yes."
"Well, I'm glad I disappoint you."
Zyren looks at me.
Lou walked past us and was excited to unlock the gate.
"Would you like to visit us someday, Laurie?" Lou asked.
"No."
"Such a meanie," Lou said while pouting.
"You know that would be the right thing to do, Lou," I said while tapping his shoulder.
I looked at Cid for the last time and smiled at him.
Thank you for keeping your promise to let me get out of here.
He was stunned to hear my last thoughts for him.
I walked out of that house. I walk a few kilometers before I even get to ride a taxi. I went home since it was already late. I sat in my bed wondering if everything that happened was real.
I thought I could not sleep because every moment was in my head. But as I lay in bed, my mind and body felt the exhaustion. I fell asleep like I was a dead person.
The next day, I tried to forget what I experienced.
"Hey, Laurie! Was it true you went to deliver a document yesterday?" Aggie asked me when she saw me in the lobby. She is one of our scriptwriters.
"Yeah. I think I got the wrong address."
"May I see it?"
I searched my backpack and let her see the scratch paper. The address of Mr. Sanchez is there. I was not trying to keep it. I just forgot to clean my bag last night.
"I knew it! It is the address of his former house. But our boss is living in his condo unit now. He says it was much easier to come and go in the office now that he lives near here."
"Eh? Since when did he have a condo unit?"
"Since the beginning of this year, I think. Our boss forgot to update everyone regarding his new address. But HR was informed about it."
"I see. No wonder my coworkers no longer asked me why I got lost."
Aggie laughed. "They are probably confused, too."
"Thanks for letting me know."
"Sure! What are friends for?!" Aggie replied happily.
I smiled. Friends, huh?
Well, maybe it would be nice to have new friends. I always thought I had control when choosing the people I treasure. But I was wrong.
People come and go as they please. And I can only be there with them at random given time. I did not expect meeting Cedric, Lou, and Zyren would make me feel like a normal human being. Capable of sensing pain, understanding their concern, and wanting to comfort someone even for a bit.
But that experience drained me. After all, I am still just an introvert. I prefer to be alone. But never lonely. If there was another chance for me to meet them again someday, I might look forward to it.
THE END (?)
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