Fight
"It's not like I can lend my intelligence to you because it's not something you can have."
"Are you mocking me? You are trying to mock Alice Sharma?,"Alice asked her.
Alice's mom couldn't control herself and started laughing, saying, "You both are fighting too much, more than needed, just like kids."
She couldn't believe she was seeing this coming from her son, who never meddled in any situation. Here he was, behaving like a child, fighting over silly things, seemingly enjoying it.
Alisha, in her childish manner, said, "Aunty! I'm not fighting, it's him. He is fighting with me. I'm always a good girl who never fights with anyone, and he is older than me. Why would I fight?"
"You can see, Mom, it's not me who is talking nonsense here. It's her who is talking nonsense and then picking a fight with me, now saying she is not fighting, such a so-called good girl,."Alice interrupted. (Note the sarcasm dripping from his voice)
"Who says I talk nonsense when I surely don't? You always take things the wrong way and now saying I am talking nonsense. It's you who wants to pick a fight, Aunty, believe me," Alisha responded.
"She is my mom, so she surely is going to believe me. Why is she going to trust you? Trust me, Mom,"Alice countered.
Alice's mom couldn't cope with this anymore and laughed even louder, seeing how it was going.
"Aunty, you are laughing?"
Alice asked her, "Why do you have an issue with my mother laughing? She can laugh as much as she wants. Who are you to interfere in this topic?"
Alice's mom, still laughing, said, "You both don't have to fight at all. I'm laughing seeing you both acting like children this way," she added,”Anyone seeing you both this way, talking and fighting like children without a care, would laugh. Now stop this. It's the middle of the night, and you're bickering like dogs,"
"I'm human. I don't look like a dog,"Alisha answered.
"You don't behave any less than a dog. That's how you talk," Alice said in a low voice.
Alisha, in an accusing tone, said, "See how he is talking about me, Aunty! I don't want to go through this,”she pleaded, "Send me back to my orphanage. I want to go back to my place. Mother Mary surely will be in tension too. Please, I miss her too."
Alice clenched his fist, hearing her talk about going back to the orphanage and Mother Mary. He thought, "How dare she think? Why does she always repeat this so much about going to that orphanage? How about forgetting about that place and Mother Mary?"
"You can! But surely she is going to hate you too much," His conscience mocked him.
"I don't care whether or not she hates me. For me, the most important thing is that she just has to care for me. It's just something that doesn't go for me. She can do things for me or have feelings for me only,”Alice shut his conscience off .
Alice's mom saw his expression and could see how angry he was getting. Her face became serious, and she quickly stopped laughing, knowing how difficult it would be if Alisha continued this. She calmly said, "You can take a rest, my dear. It's not necessary to talk about this now. We can have this conversation tomorrow. Your health comes first, and other things come second. How about having something to eat, taking your medicine, and then resting? It's not good for your health."
Alisha tried to speak, but Alice interrupted her in a furious tone, trying to calm himself by clenching his fist, "You don't need to speak! I don't want to hear anything from your mouth. It would be great if you keep it shut without further words. Because I am in no mood to handle your nonsense at all, Mom, as you said, please send something so she can eat.”
Alice's mom nodded and left, leaving Alisha and Alice alone. Alice was feeling angry at Alisha, and she was silent, hearing his warning while thinking about how she wanted to speak too.
She couldn't keep her mouth shut at all.
"I don't want to eat. I'm full. Why do I have to eat when I'm not hungry? You can't force me to eat. I just want to go home. It's not my home, and I don't want to live here.”
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