Chapter 2: Encounter
Sometimes I wonder what happens after a chance encounter. Like, if there was once a time where you just locked eyes with a random stranger on the street and automatically you’d think he or she is the one, right? I thought it would be easier if things do turn out like that but sometimes, things don’t go as we wanted it to be.
For example, one would fall in love with their best friend or to a friend’s girlfriend. Ever that happened to you? You know deep down though that you can’t say what is inside you. Those feelings that are dying to come out and why is that so…? Because you wish that no one gets hurt. I feel that way all the time.
I can’t tell either one of them because you see, I hate seeing a girl cry. I did say that before right? I left out a sigh looking problematic as I have ever been because I don’t know what in the world should I do.
With my head down sitting at the couch watching ‘Everybody Loves Raymond,’ mind you, I am not even really paying attention. I was just sitting with my mind wondering off somewhere and that I don’t know where exactly.
I blinked twice as someone whacked me in the head with a book. It didn’t hurt that much, however, I’d love to return the favor if only it’s that simple. I looked up from that someone standing before me, one hand holding the book (which she had hit me with) and another placed in her hips giving me her sharpest glare.
“What?” she asked lazily.
I could never hit her back. I shook my head in disbelief thinking how could this girl just hit her own brother without a reason and still look as if she is all innocent in front of others. She sat next to me nicely hugging her teddy bear and told me that, “You know over thinking kills…?”
“Huh?” I looked at her dumbly.
“You are thinking about them, don’t you?” My twin sister Aya says looking directly at the television as I looked back to her confused at what she is saying now.
I felt her forehead and had the other on mine and she looked at me stupidly saying, “What are you doing?” and to that I responded, “You are not sick, but what’s wrong sis?”
She slapped me right in the face and asked my question back to me, “What’s wrong with you?” She now looked at me closely and let go of her teddy bear with both of her hands cupped in my cheeks. And then I sighed in defeat knowing full well what in the world she is on about.
“Don’t worry I didn’t drink,” I said avoiding her question. She didn’t let go, that’s what I thought till few seconds later she turned to the side and turned to look at the television. I looked back at her and said, “Just things.”
“Angel huh?” she smiled this time and I just shook my head. I heard her mumbling something but only make out the words, “What a liar…”
Damn this girl, I thought in my head. If only you are not my sister and you’ll – I stopped my thinking after that as she glared at me again.
“Don’t you dare think something bad about me or I’ll ruin you, you know that right?” She smiled evilly. And that’s right; I have to live with such a sister who acts so innocently in front of everyone. She is cool though. And even if there are times she would just randomly hit me (with a book even), but I know she does it to prevent me from over thinking too much, which I do sometimes. Yet, I still have a carefree personality. Weird huh?
I care about my sister so any guy who hurts her, I’ll kill. I’m not joking. I looked at her and I told myself I don’t want anyone hurting her. She looked back at me saying, “Stop being a creeper…”
“What, I can’t look at my lovely sister?” I said playing with her. She stopped and suddenly grabbed my arm.
“Come on,” she said as she kept on pulling my arm.
“Where to?” I asked.
“Go walking?” She said with a hopeful face. “Please?”
And that I can’t say no to her whenever she says the word, ‘please.’ That is so unfair. She is so lucky she is my sister.
|Henry (from YourBoysNextDoor)||as Himself|
|Natalie (LarrysBaby_1D)||as Herself|
|Yours Truly <3||as Aya|
|Angel (from Blackmage9)||as Herself|