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Brother Luck(not) Art
"That's not how you hold a brush!" protested Axe, seeing that my hand position was far from correct."Don't press it," he babbled naggingly.He didn't know. I deliberately looked wrong in his eyes, and-jackpot! I was right. Axe seemed to be well-versed in the basic techniques of drawing or painting. I could tell that the old drawing was indeed his. I also remembered that Axe was very afraid of birds. The drawing I saw and Axe's fear of birds were clearly connected. There was no mistaking it, Axe was a little boy who expressed his sadness into a work of art. But why? Was he unhappy while living with uncle Danial? No way! Uncle Danial himself told me that he loved Axe like his own son."No. Not like that, baby girl."I jumped as Axe took my hand to instruct me on how to spread color onto the canvas."Are you daydreaming?" he asked right next to my ear."N-no. I'm not daydreaming. You startled me by suddenly holding my hand."I breathed a sigh of relief
Brother Luck(not) Heartbeat
"Bridgette, baby!""Open the door!""You know I don't like being ignored!"I took his words as an afterthought. For now, I don't want anything to do with him. I want to be alone. Calm my mind and heal the hurt caused by his words."Open or I'll break the door!" he threatened from outside.I did lock my bedroom door. I told you, I wanted to be alone!"Don't test me, Bridgette!"I buried my face in my pillow and covered my ears. Fuck him. I already don't care what Axe does next. Whether he wants to punish me again or not is up to him!"Damn you, Bridgette!" he swears as my body is forcefully pulled up to look at his towering body in front of me. That fast Axe broke down the door? How come? I didn't even hear the banging sound from him."You want me to punish you again, huh?"The grip of his hand on my jaw made me give him a sour look. "Whatever, Axe. What you want to do to me, I don't care. I'm just your little bitch. I should let you explo
Brother Luck(not) Chaotic
"Listen to me carefully. Your red card is with me, Mr. Florenso. Now you'd better get those bastards out of here. I'm sick of seeing your faces."Axe ended his sentence by taking a step towards me. As soon as I saw the two men leave, I saw the shaved head limping away. He immediately squatted down in front of me. Giving me a look full of guilt.Not wanting to see it, I immediately looked away. My heart feels squeezed every time I remember that Axe was the one who brought me to a place like this."Look at me."He cupped my face lightly. His look of regret was obvious. Is what I'm seeing true? Why does my heart refuse to believe it. If Axe cared about me, he wouldn't have chosen this way to punish me in the first place."Why did you let them touch you?"What exactly was in Axe's head? He expected me to fight back and get hit more, is that it?I really don't understand what he wants. If he wanted to hurt me. He could do it directly. Didn't I often put up wit
Brother Luck(not) BPD
"Are you all right, Axe?" I asked after seeing him walk languidly over to me. Axe had become quieter after his consultation with the psychiatrist. We had originally gone to see one of the renowned psychologists. But instead Axe was referred because based on the results of the diagnosis, the man needed more serious treatment.At first Axe was angry and refused to go to see the psychiatrist, he was fed up of having to travel which took more time. Thankfully, with my patience, I was able to persuade him to comply.The psychiatrist who treated Axe had previously conducted several examinations. Axe had to go through an interview session, a physical examination, and fill out a questionnaire for the doctor's screening and assessment.I waited for a long time for this process. When the diagnosis came out. I had to suppress the sadness in my heart deeply. Axe was diagnosed with Bordeline Personality Disorder. Where the mental disorder affects his feelings and way of thinking, not
Brother Luck(not) Lost Control
"Axe." I knocked again on his bedroom door. Since the incident in the kitchen, he hadn't left the room at all. He was really like a virgin girl who was angry because his request wasn't honored. I even stood in front of his door twice and he had no intention of opening the door for me.Actually, I could have pressed the door knob to see if it was locked or not. But the last sentence from him when we were on the roof top was still ringing in my ears. I can't be presumptuous, my status in his eyes is just a bed warmer."Axe."Still no answer. Oh, come on. It's almost seven in the evening. Does Axe want to skip dinner and not take his medicine?"I'll come in if you don't open the door for me," I threatened even though there was no reply.What was Axe doing inside to not respond to me?I didn't want to question it further. Finally, with great reluctance, I barged in. The first thing I saw was some of his belongings on the floor. Maybe Axe took out his frustra
Brother Luck(not) Happy Birthday
"Wake up quickly," I whispered next to his ear. Almost an hour in and Axe hasn't opened his eyes. He was so at home in his subconscious, as if life there was much more pleasant than coming back here to say goodnight to me.Doesn't Axe know I'm worried about him. At least he opened his eyes and let me breathe freely. That's all. I just needed that to get through my guilt to him."You don't miss me, Axe?" I asked even though there was no answer from him yet.I took a breath and hugged his body tightly. My failed flower cake was waiting for him even though it was impossible to eat, it must have tasted weird. Yes. Tomorrow will be here soon. What else is Axe waiting for? He passed out around eight in the evening, while now the time was almost nine. He doesn't want to hear birthday wishes from me, is that it?I shook my head in disbelief at my thoughts. I quickly crawled up to his face. I pecked his cold lips repeatedly.Come back!I waited for a long time. Finall
Brother Luck(not) Canada
"Why are you suddenly asking me to clean up my clothes?" I asked as I pulled the suitcase into the car.Axe is strange. Half an hour ago he woke me up and gave me a medium-sized suitcase, not forgetting to ask me to prepare some clothes. And now I'm being led out of the mansion with all kinds of questions in my head.What is Axe going to do?"We're going to Canada," he replied, still busy with the laptop on his thigh."What for?""I'm building a school there. Seeing the site, making sure how many percent of the building is built.""Can I come?""No, you can't. You'll go straight to the hotel when we arrive.""Why?""You can't come. It's very dangerous out there." Axe closed the laptop roughly, draped the square thing to the side then pulled my body over his lap."I don't want anything to happen to you. Understand." My body was lowered into his embrace. Axe inhaled the scent of my body deeply, then stroked my back lightly."I can take care
Brother Luck(not) Wound
"Akh!"Axe winced as my meager pinch landed on his stomach. He's not usually like that. I knew Axe wasn't joking, because the look on his face said it was serious. He's also the kind of person who can withstand physical pain. What was going on? If it was just a pinch from me, there was no way Axe would react like that.No! I think I'm missing a lot here. Something's wrong, there must be an unusual wound hiding under his plain black t-shirt."What are you doing?" he asked warily as he saw my hand move to touch the hem of his shirt."I-" I stopped the sentence floating in my throat for a moment. I looked deeply into his eyes until I realized something. I had to take things slowly, including finding out what was making him grimace like that."I want you."My hand moved to touch his firm jaw. I stroked it lightly and then pulled him closer. I pressed Axe's lips deep, leaving a big question mark inside his head."Reply to me."I could tell he was conf
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