"I'm sorry, dear. Your heart must be devastated." Mum said with a comforting tone.
"It was. But I'm happy, that he loves me as a brother. I can't ask for more." I replied with a weak smile."Then why do I see the pain, dear?. You know you can cry right?" Mum said while placing one of her hands on my shoulder for comfort. I couldn't hold back my tears anymore and I burst one. I started crying out all the pain I have been holding for the past years."I love him, mum. I love him so much." I said in between my sobs."I understand. We can only give love but can never ask for it. First love's always hard to forget but my son's strong, he will come over it." She comforted me.I cried for some time and stopped crying after a few minutes."Feeling better?" Mum asked."A bit yes. It feels like a part of weight has been lifted off from my chest." I replied in a low tone."See. You shouldn't hold bac"What are you starving for?" I asked as anger started on me. "You really want to know?. Why didn't any of you tried to contact me?" He asked with a bit loud tone. "We did. Why didn't you inform us where you are going." I said in the same tone as he is. "That's an excuse. I didn't know the plan was changed until we got there." He yelled back. "You know what, that's an excuse too. No one thought that would have happened and when it happened it was already late. Don't shout at us everyone is suffering as much as you are." I replied as the anger raised in me. He's speaking without thinking and making lame excuses what was I supposed to do?. I was in as much pain as he is. "You should have waited for me." He shouted on my face. "You really thought, Master, didn't try?. We waited for two days until the people we sent searched for you. The only way to wait for longer was to let mum wait in the morgue. It took you four
As I walked towards his bed, I saw him sleeping peacefully. I sat beside him resting my back on the headrest. When I turned towards him, I saw how pleasant he is. I started stroking his hair gently and he moved towards me in response. I slid my hand behind his neck making him sleep on his arm and he adjusted his head on my arm comfortable in his sleep. I was looking at him still stroking his hair when I saw him murmuring something. I went near him to hear and... "It's all my fault. I'm sorry." That was what he's murmuring again and again. I can't explain how much it hurt me. He's blaming himself even though he did nothing. "It's not. It was never your fault, Adam." I whispered back while placing my forehead on his. My voice was trembling and I was feeling the same pain as he is. He was crying because he couldn't be here and I was crying because I couldn't do anything even if I was here and that hurts a lot. But I can't show my weakness....at l
The whole drive went with both of us talking absolutely nothing. The person whose mouth never used to shut up is now staring at the road from the glassed window in silence while constantly reminding himself that he's guilty of everything that has happened. I pulled the car when we reached the graveyard. It reminds me of the funeral....again, which funeral? both. Both the woman who loved me died as I saw them helplessly doing nothing. I was a freak, I have always been, Adam thinks he's the one at fault but I know that it's me. I was there when both my mums left their last breaths and what did I do?, nothing, I stood there watching both of them like a freaking show and done nothing. I can never forgive myself, I hate myself for doing nothing. No one blames me for anything, even Master or dad, but everyone knows that if I had taken care of them with full consciousness then at least one of them would have lived. I'm a total idiot, I should be the one buried here,
I went straight into Adam's room. I saw him still sitting on the bed in the same place and staring at the blank floor or the wall like his world ended. Previously, I left him thinking he needed to be alone and he needs time to think about it, but if that's what makes him weaker, and fragile to break down and loses himself in that constant pain and guilt.I won't and I can't take it anymore. But, still, I can't make it rude or make him uncomfortable, he's on the edge to break and every wrong step will lead down to his breaking point. I slowly went towards him and sat on the edge of the bed in front of him."Adam," I called in a low soft tone. All his response was to come out of his trance and turn his head towards me."You had dinner?" I asked. He shook his head in response."You want to have it?" I asked with a small head tilt expecting him to speak. But all his reaction was shaking his head."Why?" I asked and he didn't res
"How many times should I say, so you will stop blaming yourself?." I asked while gripping his shoulders tightly."Never. It has always been my fault. I should have come home when mum asked. Then she would have been here." He continued blaming himself."ADAM, STOP BLAMING YOURSELF," I shouted on his face."I lost someone I love and I know how it feels. You would never know. So, shut the hell up." He shouted back.I let out a small scoff and let his hands go. All the strength I have been holding till now just broke into pieces. His voice echoed in my ears and that broke my heart more. I took a few steps back when my legs started losing their strength. I looked at Adam and his face was showing regret. He regrets immediately what he said, but it's too late."Mar-" Before he could say anything I stopped him by showing my hand."I don't know how it feels to lose somebody? right. I don't, maybe I would never." I said w
The next day, I woke up when I heard my phone ringing loud. I groaned and answered it."Hello?" My voice was still sleepy and I didn't mind who was on the other side."Babe?. Are you still sleeping?" The familiar voice woke me fully from my sleep and I sat back in bed."Li. Why did you call early in the morning?. What time is it?" I asked while looking at my phone."Stop looking for time. It's half past 8. I thought you were in the gym." She asked with a confused tone."I was tired from the marriage yesterday. I think I overslept." I answered while rubbing my hair lazily."It's just been a day, you got away from and you became lazy?. I can't believe it." She said with a sigh and that's when the reality of yesterday's night hit me. The conversation I had with that asshole and the fight. Gosh, why do I have to remember it first thing in the morning? My mood's spoiled."Lyn?. You there?"
The next morning, I woke up at my usual time. Thinking of all I did yesterday, was I too harsh on her. It was her arrogance and attitude I have a problem with. I pushed those thoughts away and got fresh up and went to the gym downstairs. This house was the same as the previous one but it just had a different room and rooms for the gym and other ones. I constantly checked the time but this idiot wasn't anywhere to be found. Is she still sleeping?. How can she call herself a model when she can't even maintain her body?. She really is lazy and I still doubt my professor for saying she's the top model of France College of Modeling. I don't care for her and that's what matters. After the workout. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a juice bottle and poured it into a glass. I drank it and started preparing breakfast. Should I prepare for her too?. Umm....urgh fine. I turned on the music and started preparing breakfast. Made some bacon and omelet and th
After some time, Martin and Ralph came back."Where is the other?" Martin asked."In their room," I replied not lifting my head from the files."What do girls have so much to do in their room?" Martin asked with a soft scoff."I don't know, but Celine and Evelyn do. They can go on hours talking about their modeling works and crafting ideas for their new designs and yeah, reading cliche novels too." Ralph added. That explains her arrogant behavior. And cliche novels? geez, grow up girls."That explains a lot," Martin added."But this time it must be Evelyn whining about Celine's departure," Ralph added."Celine's leaving?" Martin asked with a doubtful face. Well, I was doubtful too. Those two were inseparable."Yeah, she got a contract offer from one of the advertising studios in Paris. So, she's moving back." Ralph informed."That's really good news," Martin said with