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The Us Between Chaos Epilogue
Paris' P.O.V.Mom recovered her speech now. She can have a normal conversation without stuttering or just using one to three words. But still can't move her left hand. Dad changed. He was like a new person, like a freshly born. After I graduated from high school, Dad returned to the Philippines. He ran a food business which was actually a hit, just like how you imagined it would turn out. Dad quit drinking alcohol and looked much more healthy than ever. He and mom were running the business. And their relationship was far from how we saw it. It became better than ever.I took Architectural, just like how we planned for our future, and I graduated as Laude. Who's stupid now, Sydney? I remember we were talking about it when you asked me what my future would be, and we both stayed quiet for a while thinking about our future. One night, we decided to stay up and eat midnight snacks. We sneaked outside while mom was sleeping and bought food on 7/11. We stayed on the roof watching the moon
The Us Between Chaos Sun set as the moon began to rise
I stared out my window as the rain poured. I wonder why some people find peace and calmness in the rain. I hate rain because they ruin my plans, my shoes, my outfit, and I can’t see the sun. Just like men, for me, they are hindrances, and I always need to carry something to protect me when they are around. Just like the rain, I always have to carry an umbrella so that I won't get wet. But Tycen? He’s different. I met different guys in my 19 years of existence, but this is the first time I have met someone like him. Someone who doesn't talk big, he never did try to impress me with cheesy pick-up lines or long paragraphs. He didn't try to portray himself as a perfect person; he made mistakes and never rushed things with me. He’s a puzzle, I’m not too fond of mystery, but he’s so mesmerizing, which makes me wonder if I can solve it. Sometimes I know him, but sometimes not. He reminds me of the moon. Only his little part was seen. Can I do this? Am I able to tell him what I felt for him
The Us Between Chaos The red string
Today is the year 2021, the month of February. Three months passed since I last talked to Tycen. I’ve been so busy but made sure to have time to hate my life. “Ate, I got a message from Tito Lan; they’re going to visit us today!” Paris yelled. See? I’m such a busy person, but I make sure that I always have time to complain. I ran towards the living room and picked up the broom at the back of our front door when I suddenly saw my mom—looking at me as if I was about to be beheaded because of my sins. I relaxed my body and smiled at her. She was trying to look normal like before. She smiled back and put her left hand on the wall for support while walking limply, going back to her room. I still can’t get used to seeing mom looking like that, unable to spit out words she wanted to say. I always needed her when I feel troubled, her words are my medicine, and now I’m getting worst since I’ve been skipping my meds. After I cleaned the living room, I immediately entered my room, grabbed all
The Us Between Chaos Deal or No deal?
”Sydney, they’re here!’ Paris shouted. I drop the broom and dustpan, rush outside the room, and welcome our uncle and his wife. Mom was walking out of her room, slowly walking towards us. I came near her and helped her walk stably. ”We bring foods to eat on our way here, don’t bother to cook.”, Uncle Lan said. Paris quickly grabs it and prepares it in the kitchen. ”How are you feeling, my dearest sister?” uncle asked enthusiastically. Mom smiled genuinely. ”Good, good.”, she answered while looking at me, asking if she answered correctly. I smiled at her and mouthed very well. She has Aphasia, a condition that makes her unable to communicate. It’s the side effect of the stroke. ”How is it going, Syd?” my uncle asked me. I sat properly. ”So far, so good, uncle. We’re going back to the hospital for more follow-up checkups. This month we are scheduled for laboratory tests.”, I answered. Mom was admitted to the hospital one year ago due to a stroke. We’ve been at the hospital for al
The Us Between Chaos Persuasion
"How come that you are the one and only heir when you're the middle child?" I asked. He smirked at me. "Like what I expected. You're sharp, huh," he said. Why does everybody keep on expecting something about me? "They're my half brothers. And I am the only child inside the marriage." I badly wanted to ask more questions, but I could see the bitterness in his eyes. He is shaking. "Does it mean you also handle the Arrow Publishing?" I tried changing the topic. He composed himself before he answered and got back to writing again. "I can help you reach your dream if you help me come back to my body.", he said in his somber tone that it sends chills all over my body. "I'm not trying to help you because I need something from you.", I said firmly. He looked at me intently. He never speaks. He's just looking at me. He doesn't believe me. "I want to know the difference.", I explained. His brows narrowed. "Difference about what," he asked while crossing his arms. "I want to know if
The Us Between Chaos Sydney - a city without a soul
Three days passed since the last time I saw Hade. He told me that he was just going to check Jarred first. I wonder if Jarred saw him because he never comes back. What a great thing to do - ghosting. No wonder why he becomes a ghost all of a sudden. Maybe it was his karma? I shake the thought. It was still inadequate to think of someone like that. He somewhat reminds me of Tycen. Who is he, Tycen 2.0? I can't help but laugh about the thought. I wonder how is Tycen doing after three months? Do I sometimes cross his mind, or it's just me who keeps thinking about him? I wonder if they got back together. Today was Sunday. I promised myself that I wouldn't do any house chores every Sunday. I have to do whatever I want the whole day. But the thing is, it was so limited. I can only read books that I've already read a thousand times, write my four-year ongoing story that hasn't been finished until now, or annoy my mom or Paris. I walked towards my notebook shelf and picked one of my firs
The Us Between Chaos Responsibility
This was the time of the day when I almost wished I were rich or maybe I was working. Emergency. I looked at my phone. My conversation with my dad was still visible. I tried to hold my tears back since Paris and mom was sitting in front of me. I re-read what I sent to my dad. "Paris got bitten by a rat. I don't have any penny here. What should I do?" I sent. He's still asleep, of course. I stood up and went outside the house. I went straight to Aunt Kaye's house — mom's colleague. "Aunt Kaye, do I have to take Paris to the clinic and get her a shot of anti-rabies? A rat bit her." I directly asked when I saw her sweeping outside their house. She instantly stopped when she heard me. She hurriedly opened their gate and pulled me to Aunt Rita's house, who was currently sweeping their garage. "Rita," Aunt Kaye called. Aunt Rita stopped sweeping and slowly walked toward us. "Your husband got bitten by a dog, right?" Aunt Rita nodded. What has the dog something to do with a rat?
The Us Between Chaos The bitterness of the coffee
I wondered if I'll be having a day where I never have to spend my day shitting myself out of nervousness like this one. I highly doubt that. As he chills in his seat, Hade keeps laughing about what he told me to say when I approach Jarred at his usual spot wherein we were sitting right now. I decided to accept the offer. I'm still confused if I did this right or what. But just like Hade, I'm also desperate to give Mom and Paris everything they need. I no longer want to keep asking my family for money. Hade told me that he'd be coming around nine in the morning, and we came here at eight in the morning because I need time to adjust and blend in around the place. It's five to nine, he'll be around any minute, and I still don't know what to say first before threatening his life. "Chill, you look so tense. As if you were here to kill Jarred or rob the shop." Hade said calmly. I glared at him and finished my third cup of Iced Caramel Machiatto. I don't drink coffee but, I usually do to
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