Chapter 21

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A/N: May I just say? I'm gonna go into tears while doing this T^T

~Sakuya's POV~

I kept looking at this picture I held up.

It was Kosa and I.

Kosa was a little brother of mine. He's not one of the siblings who hated me.

He was kind. He was only 6 years old.. He ran away actually.

One night, back in the past, he plan to get out the house.

Our parents were meaner than ever, of course.

I couldn't.. I just couldn't forget, seeing Kosa leave.

I didn't want to break the rules of our parents.

So.. I let him go alone..

After a few years, I wanted to ecsape too.

.. But how could I?

I always get caught by running into the barking dogs.

They would always alert who is escaping.

Back when Kosa escaped, we never had those dogs.

Though, our parents did figure out he escaped, but they didn't do anything..

They just let him leave. They just thought he would just be wash up on the streets.

I don't know if he's alive or not. I just kept telling myself he was alive..

But.. It's already been years.

I'm like 16 by now. Back then, my last moment with him was when I was 8.

He be 14 by now..

How long will you be out there..?

I grab my phone, putting on my headphones. I just hear a sad song.

It's supposed to be a sad love song, but it just reminds me of losing of Kosa.

Stopping at one half of the song, I noticed that tears drips down onto my pants.

I continue to have tears. I cover my face.

I sob. Though I kept my secret of Kosa in me, I felt like I need someone to talk about it.

~Double's POV~

The soup I made smelled so good! This is for Sakuya, for protecting me and others.

He's one good son. I would always pick him if I had to go between sons.

I check the time.

That's weird. Sakuya would already want food by now.

I just shrug. I pour some soup into a bowl and go to his room.

Just when I about to open the door, I heard sobbing.

Is he okay?

I open up the door slowly.

He then just uncovered his face from his hands.

"D-Dad.."

"Is something wrong?" I put down the bowl of soup on the table and sit next to him.

I then see a picture. I grab it. Holding it up, it was 2 boys.

"Is this a friend of yours?"

"It's me and my.." He cuts off.

"Your what?"

".. My brother.." My eyes are wide a little.

He never told me about this brother of his. "What's his name?"

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