Sometimes, a painful truth is like a fire that slowly consumes you until there's nothing left. It's scary, frightening, and can be soul-crushing.It is like fate… it’s hard to fight against it just like how you go against a rushing river. You can’t just swim into it and stop its flow whatever you do, and at the end, you’ll just end up drowning from all your wasted efforts. It’s unfortunate, specially when the flow that you’re heading to is the thing that you’ve been escaping from for years.But, if there’s a silver lining amidst this nightmare, behind all the unfortunate events that come along with this truth, is the reality that someone will stay for you if they wanted to. If they wanted to be with you, they would choose to stay by your side no matter what may come. I was tightly holding my phone while intently staring at the article that I’m reading. It was like a deja vu for me, if I may say. I’ve been in this situation before, last 5 years ago. I took a deep breath and closed my
IT has been a few minutes since I carried Kaye and laid her on her bed in her room. I almost lost count if it's been minutes or if it's already been an hour or more of her crying uncontrollably while I held her tightly in my arms. I let Kaye cry and cry until she let out all her grievances in life, especially towards me.I let out a sigh while looking at her beautiful and innocent face. I brushed away some strands of hair that escaped on her face so I can gaze at her face longer, the face that lightens up and makes me smile. Even though years have passed and many things have changed with Kaye, for me she will always be the innocent and sweet Kaye that I met back then.I am on the side of her bed after tucking her in with the comforter. She fell asleep while crying earlier. She's so vulnerable and fragile, and every minute that she cries, it also squeezes my heart. I can't help but curse and blame myself for the terrible pain that I caused her... if only I was man enough to face realit
SINCE that day, my life has turned, and things have started to look up. Even though I'm still focused on meeting my and Jonas' parents' expectations, my once dull and monochrome life now has vibrant hues. I can't quite put it into words, but I eagerly anticipate this change every day—it's become a part of me, something I can't imagine living without."Jonas, just text me when you're done here; I'll be waiting outside," I told Jonas as we arrived at the bar.As usual, Jonas carried on with his own business, and I got increasingly entangled in covering up for him. Our parents trusted me enough with my brother that they stopped asking where Jonas and I were spending our nights as long as we were together.I know it's not right to tolerate my twin brother's behavior, but for now, it's the only way I can spend time with the person who brought color into my once-dreary world.Jonas just nodded at me, and I didn't wait for his response. Within a month, it became routine for me to accompany m
THE days passed quickly, turning into months, and I got busy preparing for my graduation in Business And Management, just like my twin brother Jonas. Our parents were very proud of what we had achieved, although they couldn't shake off their doubts about whether my twin passed, especially our father."We are so proud of you, Son, and that's my boy! You always make us proud, really, just like your Mom!" Daddy said once while we were on a video call. Jonas was beside me, listening. Even though I knew my brother didn't contribute much, and I understood where our parents were coming from, I still didn't agree with disregarding Jonas' little effort.My brother's face darkened when he heard our Daddy's compliment."Thank you, Dad, but you should be proud of Jonas, too. He also has good news for you!" I happily said, then hugged Jonas, who was smiling, "Right, Bro? Tell Dad and Mom the good news!""Hmmm, just make sure that's good news, Jonas!" Daddy replied."Thus, let Jonas speak, dear. I
MY eyes widened when I saw Jonas looking at us. I pushed the girl away while Jonas suddenly lunged forward. I raised my hands to stop him from whatever he was about to do to me."Jo-Jonas, let me explain. It's not what you think it is!" I quickly said to him, but he still aggressively pinned me to the wall.Our eyes met with my twin. I can't blame him, but I must also explain that it was all just a misunderstanding."Jonas, will you please let him go?" the girl who had been flirting with me earlier also pleaded and tried to pull Jonas away. "C'mon, stop that! You're making a scene here, and it is so embarrassing!"Jonas chuckled at the girl's words and looked at her."Wow, you feel embarrassed while I'm trying to let out my anger on my fucking twin brother seeing him flirting with my girl, but you never felt embarrassed while you almost kissed in front of everyone?!"Jonas's sharp glances shifted between me and his girl."Jo-Jonas, let me explain—""Shut up! I don't need your fucking
THAT night, Kaye and I were sitting on the hood of my car. I was thankful to her because, somehow, the heaviness in my chest lessened. I cried for a long time while Kaye hugged me.I really couldn't hide my true feelings at that moment. It felt like my heart was being sliced and squeezed, making it hard for me to breathe and my chest tight. "It's a Good thing Kaye was here; otherwise, I might not have been able to handle it, and who knows what would have happened to me."We gazed at the stars in the sky and the twinkling lights from the houses and buildings in the city. The cool breeze made me hug myself, and Kaye did the same. I felt guilty since we didn't plan to go here; it happened out of necessity.When I felt better, we drove to the highland part of the city. Kaye invited me. Now, we are silently admiring the city lights and stargazing simultaneously.A long silence fell between Kaye and me. One thing I also liked about her was her ability to listen well to me. She knew when to
A week after our parents died, I was caught up in their leftover responsibilities. We decided to have their bodies cremated because they were almost unrecognizable—wholly burnt. The wake didn't last long, only three days. The worst part is that my brother and I didn't speak. He refused to talk to me until after our parents' wake.Everything happened quickly, like a ticking time bomb, and I don't know where to begin. Jonas took the opportunity to party as much as he wanted, and I could do nothing about it. He's always been rebellious and stubborn so that I couldn't control him. He went wild and didn't care about anyone. I know he's still hurting, so I let him be.I continue doing what I'm supposed to—studying hard and living my life until I can stand on my own two feet again. The goal remains the same: I need to become what my parents wanted me to be—at least, that's the only way I can make them happy after everything. But there's one thing I must give up—spending more time with the pe
"HMMM... I like your lips; get that dress off. I want your boobs out!" Jonas said with authority, and he was a little bit tipsy when he grabbed my waist and pulled me over him. If earlier I had been too nervous because of my decision to do this, that feeling is gone now that I know that he’s the right guy for me.My heart is thumping as quickly as the beat of the drums, and I can hear it. My mouth opened slightly, releasing a small moan. I have no idea where my bravery comes from, but I've also now noticed that my breathing is becoming more aggressive. Because of the tension and lust that is flowing within us, I also feel hot and out of breath.“Ba-Babe...” I moaned his name under my breath while I was kissing his ears, then neck, and his lips. I felt his excitement through his lustful eyes on mine. I was above Jonas while he was lying on this huge bed. His hands were tightly holding my waist while he was watching me shyly undressing myself in front of his very eyes. Lucky for me, on