Eye-Lock and the Mystery of the Stars

Chapter 25

"I'm so sorry! Let me help you." I said, picking some paper towels to clean Ronan's face that was full of milk.
"It's ok, don't worry about that. Believe me, it hasn't been the first time." He replied gloomily. Even though he told me not to, I helped him a little and he went to the bathroom. I went with him, because I felt so guilty.
"At least this time wasn't on purpose." Ronan said looking himself at the mirror, taking from his backpack another shirt. He wore it quickly.
"This time?" I asked curiously.
"Don't you see I have another one just in case." Ronan answered back, accommodating his shirt.
"Oh. This wasn't the way I was expecting to meet you." I said.
"You're Fred's new brother. I saw that." He said.
"Yes, I was going to meet you over lunch." I said, trying to keep the tension down, since he was a little mad, I gather. Who would be happy if I spilled milk on them? No one I guess. The cats?
"Anyways, I'm all clean now." Ronan said, picking up his backpack.
"Are we cool?" I asked, extending my arm. Yeah, I know that expression. He looked at me, analyzing my intentions. He looked sad and humiliated, I saw in his eyes that he had trouble with the making friends thing. He looked scared, even though he hid it very well in the locker of his mind.
"We're cool." He said, giving me a handshake. Save!
"Can I help you with something?" I asked, since I was trying to make friends too, out of Fred's friend circle.
"No, but you can come with me." He said. And there's when I saw, that a new friendship was born, not in the best way, but bad starts, tend to have marvelous endings.

***

Ann was parked already waiting for us, reading a book. Fred got up in the front and I on the back.
"How was your day Fred?" Ann asked Fred, hopefully waiting for a good answer, and as I thought, Fred was going to say the usual. Or he will surprise me.
"It was good. I had a good time with my brother." Fred said, looking absentmindedly at the road. Ann looked at me with a wide smile on her face.
"Ho- how was your day Stefan?" Ann said giggling a little. Her source of happiness was the same as mine, for we were surprised by this new, sudden attitude, which scared me, but I had to accept it as something normal. I hope it becomes something normal. Friendly Fred is better than Roaring Fred.
"It has been a great day indeed." I replied with satisfaction. She drove slowly through the driveway, but I saw by the mirror that she had a peaceful look on her face, and beneath her soul. I was glad because she was, but then I remembered what happened today. I was hearing voices, strange voices that dug into my brain, excavating the deepest of my senses. As far as I know, I haven't suffered any of this symptoms, so it can be an illness, I don't possess such powers as clairaudience, and I do not intend to have them never in my life. But what can this possibly mean? Was it something that I ate? I don't believe it. Was it from up there? I certainly heard that they wanted to destroy my necklace. This isn't possible... How can this be happening? If they destroy my necklace... I would totally forget everything about Eye-Lock... Every childhood memory would be just a fantasy and my young days of adolescence would be just a fairytale. I won't miss my family or my love, because I won't be able to remember those essential moments of my life. They would be like a dream that disappeared right when I wake up to reality. Everything I learned from there would get lost in the simplest matter throughout the vast universe, claiming to its right owner their right place. I won't let that happen! If they are starting to destroy what's legally mine, I will resist until the end if I have to. I won't let unrighteousness putrefy my candid justice. Injustice shall not prevail over me, even if I have to die fighting for what is rightfully mine.
"Stefan? Are you going inside?" Fred asked, holding the front door of the car, waiting for me to answer his question.
"Oh yes." I said absentmindedly, opening the door and putting on my back my pack.
"You need to lay your feet on the ground." Fred sneered. He was still in his good mood. I went inside with Fred, and he went upstairs, to his room and I stayed down as Ann called Emmanuel with effervescent joy.
"Oh my God Emmanuel you won't believe it!! How did you did that Stefan?!" Ann said gladly, trying to hide her rejoice. Though, she didn't succeed at it.
"I'm surprised as you are Miss Ann." I said happily.
"What's the matter! Is there something wrong?" Emmanuel said desperately, as Ann was full with joy, she forgot to explain.
"Fred called Stefan "My brother"." Ann said.
"No way!" Emmanuel said in disbelieve. Emmanuel hugged Ann tightly, and I saw tears on their eyes. Those tears were both of sadness and happiness.
"Sincerely, I don't know how I did it, it just happened." I said holding Ann's hand.
"You've brought hope back again son." Emmanuel said, looking at me with his little wet eyes. Me? Ok, you're talking to me? Me?
"We made the right decision honey." Ann said to Emmanuel.
"I'm very glad you're happy Miss Ann and Mister Emmanuel." I said, but my deepest intention was to inquire information. Although, I was satisfied by their happiness, I gather that, something happened while I wasn't here on earth with this family.
"Since the death of Connor, things haven't been the same." Ann muttered lowly, though, audible to me. Emmanuel sobbed with Ann, and little by little, happiness wanted to fade away.
"I'm very sorry." I said, panting them on their backs with delicacy.
"It was two years ago. We surpassed the pain, but it changed Fred completely." Ann explained as she cleaned her tears softly.
"I know I'm no substitution for him, but I'll assure you Miss Ann and Mister Emmanuel, that I will always be here for you and for Fred." I said, giving them a hug.
"Call us mom and dad." Emmanuel said.
"You already are." Ann whispered subtly on my ears.
***

Ann and Emmanuel went to bed early, so I stayed with Fred on our bedroom. I can finally say ours. His kindness throughout the day has been outstanding. The weather, the music or whatever, intenerated his heart, and fulfilled it with love. I was surprise. But what is the reason of this attitude? Since, he had a brother of blood, why would he treat me like that. I'm very curious about this. I wanted to ask, but I'm afraid that I might push a button that makes him explode. He was sitting there, with a brief smile of peacefulness on his face, which represented great serenity and that caused me great joy. I was analyzing his face expressions, but he laid down the book, and started thinking, though, he didn't noticed that I was looking at him. He looked at me, and I saw in him an intention.
"You're surprised aren't you?" Fred said, but in a low tone, hunching a little his head towards the pillow.
"I am, a little... You'd been doing me a favor if you explain me." I said, trying to lift up his mood a little, but I failed miserably. Tears of bitterness flowed upon his cheeks, slowly falling into the mattress sheets. I couldn't bear his suffering, tears created in me a big chest pain, that wanted to shred my soul into little pieces. He laid his head completely in the bed, crying harder. I never believed I would actually see this. I stood up, and sat beside him, and as I putted my hand on his shoulders, he started cleaning his eyes.
"You already know, don't act like you don't." Fred said, sitting on the bed.
"I know, but I want to know how you feel." I said, looking at him. His eyes still were inundated by anger and sadness.
"Connor was my twin brother you know... And we had this deep connection... But someone took it away." He said, giving me a hug, spilling over me his tears. How miserable was the life that caused such a pain...
"We were on eight grade and we walked home..." He continued, but he was hardly breathing by his crying.
"Someone came... And kidnapped both of us..." He was getting madder and madder, and his tears flowed like an impetuous river.
"I fought hard... But the kidnapper shot him on the stomach..."
"He threw both of us in the closest river, thinking that he failed his attempt..."
"One day later, we were found... Connor dead and I barely, as the pain in my heart was worst that death it self... Since then, I've been drowning in darkness, without light of reason... Since he left, I've been lost and death was been my wish..." I putted my hand on his back, making him stop, as he was hurting himself.
"I'm very sorry." I said. This caused me great sadness, I've never felt such a thing. Such pressure aggravated my my pain that I felt for him.
"That's why I was so mean you, you have something that reminds me of the sweet memories I had. But that's why I was being nice today, you remind me how blissful were those days of my past." He said.
"You know, that I will always be here for you. And that's official." I sneered, trying to make him laugh. And I succeeded. He was now sitting by its own, cleaning his tears as he stopped crying.
"Do you want me to treat you bad again by that sarcastic comment?" Fred sneered, making me laugh.
"I'd rather stay with this version." I said. He hugged me tight, and now I know that Fred had A softer side rather than rough. This was the moment.
"Fred, do you remember my promise?" I asked.
"The one which you told me that you would let me know your story?" Fred replied.
"Something like that. Tomorrow, when Ann and Emmanuel go to sleep, we'll go to the park alongside the mini-market." I said.
"For what?" Fred asked curiously.
"You'll know then." I said. The truth had to be revealed, and there was no better moment than this.

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