Surprises.
Life for me just had to be always filled with them.
I was an early bloomer. Thus, I didn’t even know what happened when a blood dripped from my chair, in the middle of class. Not until I heard the mocking laughter of the boys in class.
It all made me feel so ashamed. In fact, I wished the ground would open up and swallow me, that second.
I mean, nobody even told me about that. It just happened out of the blue, without any form of warning.
That was a surprise.
Something that was uncalled for.
Mum and dad just did this.
And, I hated that they did.
“How is he my brother?” I asked them, with a shaky voice. Guilt was written on both of their faces. My mind lingered to the reason they hadn’t told me of all this.
Didn’t they think I deserved to know?
“I-I thought I was the only child,” I choked out, with my eyes searching theirs. I desperately look
“Now, that’s a plus.” Cole gave me a startled look, commenting. It was pretty obvious that he was surprised. He wasn’t the only one. I was too. Mum had just said it out of the blue. And, Asher didn’t just drop by any day to see me?Why in the name of heavens would he show up here to solely see me?“Would be right back,” I muttered, before walking out the door.My legs scurried towards the stairs, going down. It creaked from its oldness. Although, it was still polished and exquisite just like it had been, ten years ago.The only difference was that it wasn’t the design in trend now.I moved towards the sitting room, knowing that was where we entertained visitors. And to my actual surprise, mum was correct. He really had shown up.But was it really to see me?Asher looked ripped as always, his numerous piercings everywhere and clothes that hugg
All my life, I had always wished I wasn’t the only child. Since when I was a little child, I always craved some company. This was why I felt delighted when Galaxy showed up, one day. Although, sadness had occupied me, knowing she lost people dear to her. But her company made me feel alive. Like I now had a friend. But one day, she went to school. The similar loneliness came back occupying me, all over again. Cole’s was different though. He was a friend that meant the world to me. That certainly didn’t mean he’d always be there. On my six-year-old birthday, I had wished to have another sibling. Infact, I did this every single year. I now did understand why mum and dad didn’t push to have another kid like I expected. I had a brother I never even knew of. Diego Leonard Davis. This form of happiness was in a way, different, because we were bound by blood this time. “Common Phoebe!” he
I knew I sucked at sports.Not that I’ve had a fair chance in partaking but the few times I did try, I screwedBut it didn’t mean I didn’t put my best in sports today. I tried everything in my power in the ball practice.“Common, Phoebe!” My name was yelled numerous times.I made effortless moves going for the ball. But it was all futile.Once more, a burning sensation coursed through my body. I had a sickly feeling. And the blue sleeveless I wore still made me heated up for some reason.I paused, with a hand around my throat.I felt the sudden urge to puke. And irritation at my environment.A hand touched me from behind. I looked through the corner of my eye, only to notice Cole’s crush. She had a worried expression on her features.“What happened?” Roxanne asked me.“I-I think need a break…I’m not feeling too well…” I t
Asher’s PovMost guys in school were intimidated by me.On field, in the area of girls swooning over me. They made every little thing they did seem like a competition. Gregory, Henry and the rest.Except from one though, Jacob.“Yo man,” one of them let out, as we practiced on the field. I remember seeing him around that girl that bullied Phoebe, Whitney.It seemed like he liked her.But she gave the impression to like me.“Yo…” I trailed out, giving him a handshake. I grabbed his frail hands in my large ones. While I was different from most of them was my built and muscled body.And what lied in between, couldn’t compare to most of them.I had a year to graduate, thus, wasn’t too old.I was just blessed with this body.“Care to do a few laps? You seem very competitive,” he sni
Asher’s Pov It appeared that Phoebe was nowhere to be found, after I looked around so much. Why are you doing this, Asher? Don’t care about another female once more. You know what they always do. “Shut up, dammit,” I told myself. These little voices in my head kept creeping along, every single now and then. It reminded me of my horrid past. That box I locked it all in, refusing to never open it or dive in. “Phoebe!” I yelled. “Hey Phoebe!!” I tried again, still nothing. A few cheer leading girls heading to the field, gave me seductive glances. I sighed off, overlooking them. Shameful sluts. I only protected Phoebe because she was a family friend. It was not because dad instructed me to do so. I couldn’t protect her every time. I wasn’t always there too. Only a few times could I do that. These were what I thought as
Asher’s Pov The sooner she fell into my hands, it was just like whatever she felt just channeled towards me. Her entire body crumbled into mine weakly. My heart tugged harder by itself. “Hang on, Phoebe. Try to hang on in there,” I muttered, searching for what to do. I scooped her into my hands nervously. As I did run, I swallowed a large gulp. This wasn’t the first or umpteenth time I’ve had to manage someone’s passing out. Only thing was that this didn’t seem called for. It was just like she just did it out of the blue, which was quite strange. I settled her on a platform, reaching for the keys to my motorcycle. I kicked it to start, scooping her into my hands. I got to the school gate sooner than I expected. A car just drove out. This gave me a maximum exit, since the gate was open. “Stop
Schools were not the same for me the next day. While I had to totally pretend that I was fine, I knew I wasn’t. I was practically burning up inside, with no clue of what to do. After yesterday’s event with Asher, I hadn’t even seen him. I knew he wasn’t interested in my “thank you” anyways. He’d probably tell me to get lost or ignore me like always. “You okay, Phoebe?” Cole asked. He wore a baggy orange shirt today, with his jet-black hair curls as crazy as ever. He always had this scientist look that I came to love. I was so lucky to have him as my friend. I smiled at him, tucking a hair behind my ear, before giving an answer. “Yeah sure, why?” “Err… you’re kinda pale and your eyes remind me of Walking Dead,” I watched him seat on a chair beside me, gasping out dramatically. “What??” I crunched my nose, feeling self-conscious at his reaction.
Whitney’s Pov "Well Miss Davenport, I'll only allow this for today after today it's a no.” The principal said with a stern voice eyeing my phone. I smiled victoriously. Like he had a choice, I thought. I was about going into history class when I spotted Phoebe rushing to the toilet. A perfect opportunity for me to show her the stuff I'm made of once again. I quietly followed her into the toilet and folded my arms at a corner as I watched as she threw up into the sink. A part of me pitied her. Maybe I won't have to prank her today. "Looks like our little Phoebe got too much to eat," I sneered. Phoebe sighed tiredly and turned to me. “What do you want, Whitney? You’d really stoop so low to taunt me when I’m not well?” She asked me. I scoffed loudly, observing her with my hands folded. “You look bad.” I stated. “Oh, here’s a correction. You look bad everyday but today, you’re much worse.” Okay maybe I promised not to be a bitch but....duh, baby steps. “Why do you