7 - THE ONE WITH THE ARTWORKS 1.5
CHAPTER 7 – THE ONE WITH THE ARTWORKS 1.5
"Yes. That one." I confirmed. "Then, take the color black and then move your hands freely, upwards, so you can make the body of the tree. Continue until the very end." I gave him directions.
She did what I said. I loved how gracefully her hand drew the trunk of the tree. There was no hand tremor. "Wow, that's a good one." I commented in amazement.
"It feels good!" he shouted while laughing, which made PM and I laugh too.
See? They love doing this. Why would you deny your siblings something they would enjoy doing? I still don't understand why she put too many restrictions on these two. They're teens! They should be enjoying the things they love.
"Me too!" said PM.
"Just wait. You're on the leaves," AM replied.
"Let your sister do her task. Wait for your turn, PM." I said to PM, crossing my arms and leaning back in my chair.
"Okay..." he replied reluctantly.
With my guidance, AM continued to make tree trunks. All the trunks he made were clean. Is it true that it was his first time painting?
After a few minutes, AM was over. It's now PM's turn.
They quickly changed seats. I also gave PM instructions on how to do it. Unlike AM, PM's hand was more shaky. He made a mistake at first because he placed it too darkly, causing the paint to spread. I guided him on how to fix it and on how to make it look like it's part of the painting.
It's been a few minutes but he still hasn't finished with the leaves. That's harder to do compared to the trunks, which are just straight and then a little blend blend.
"Ate Sky, think about this part, let's use yellow instead of white and green. I feel like it will come out better." PM asked. I smiled because of his suggestion. That's right. It's good that he can picture what the result will be if we use a different color.
"I agree. Okay, take the yellow one---WHAT THE!"
We were both shocked and couldn't do anything when the canvas suddenly fell in front of us. It didn't just fall by accident. Somebody kicked it. His kick passed between PM and me and almost hit one of us in the face.
The three of us stood up at the same time. Fear gradually filled my entire being. Even though I hadn't yet lifted my head and recovered from the sudden kick of the canvas that caused the brushes and paints to scatter on the floor, I already knew who had done it. There's only one person who would do such a thing.
"A-Ate Thera." I heard AM stammer.
I looked at the person standing in front of us. Her shoulders are moving up and down because of her quick breathing. Her arms are crossed in front of her chest. She's extremely angry. She looks furious.
Fuck.
"Who gave you the fucking permission to go here?!!!" he shouted, echoing throughout the room.
She's giving me a death glare. She's staring at me. It's like she wants to strangle me because of the way she's staring at me. I kind of expected this, but my nervousness still won't go away.
"Sister. Us. Me and AM, we just---we just let Sister Sky go with us. She just forced us to. It's not her fault." PM suddenly defended me. He must have noticed that his sister almost stabbed me with such an evil look.
"PM's right, Ate. We were discussing about some famous painters and artworks. Because of that, we forced ate Sky to come here. We just wanted to be taught how to paint," AM added.
While I remained silent. I couldn't even meet his gaze. I just wanted to hide behind the twins.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to go here?! Is that even hard to follow?!" he yelled at his siblings.
"Sister, there's nothing wrong with what we want to do. We just want to learn. It'll be good for us," AM excused.
"Stop." Thera stopped him, her voice full of authority.
"Sister, we don't get it! This is something that we want to do. I don't see any problem with this." but AM didn't listen and continued to make excuses.
"I said stop."
"Why don't you tell us your reasons? Because it's so confusing. It's hard to understand. We're not doing anything wrong, but if you get angry, it's like we're committing a crime---"
AM didn't finish what he was going to say when Thera suddenly slapped him hard. The sound of the slap echoed inside the room.
"Sister!!!" PM shouted as he ran towards his twin. "Hey!" PM called to his sister who was still holding the part of her face that had been slapped.
I stood frozen in my position. Terrible shock because of what Thera did. She really slapped her little sister just because she wanted to learn something new that's not even considered as a bad thing?!
"I expected you to be the responsible one, Anthea." He said firmly to his sister who was now filled with tears. AM was crying. Tears were falling one after another from her eyes. All PM could do was hug her twin.
I also approached AM. It hurt to see him crying just because he wanted to do something that made him happy. If he had seen the excitement of his siblings earlier when they could just hold a paint brush, would he still forbid them? Why is he doing this?
When I got close to AM, I held it in my hand. I'm trying to check her left cheek where her sister slapped her. It was red. I looked at Thera. I gave her a confused look. But she still looked at me with the same expression.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" was the question that came out of my mouth out of sheer annoyance. The twins were obviously surprised.
This is the feeling again that I don't care what he thinks or what I say to him. The feeling that I want to fight him to correct his bad behavior. Suddenly my fear of him disappeared and I forgot that he was my boss again.
I don't care! He's really bad. Is he even that angry with his siblings?
"You." he replied briefly with emphasis.
What about you? Me? You're in charge of your own life.
"We're not doing anything wrong. Your siblings just want to learn. I wish you could have seen how happy they were when I let them hold the paint brush. It's just a simple thing but they were so happy. Because you're so strict that they can't even enjoy simple things. Do you even know that? Because you're just angry. Because of that, you don't see the things that make your siblings happy. Do you even know the things that make them happy?" I boldly responded to his teasing of me.
Even though he had his arms crossed, I saw how his palms were clenched.
Damn it! If this guy hits me...
I'll kick him too.
"You're always locked up in your room. You can't even give your two siblings time. And you're so strict with them. Do you know how scared those two are of you?" I asked boldly.
I felt AM's hands holding my hands tightly. I also heard PM asking me to stop.