It Will End In A Kiss

Box

(BLU)

Robin reminding me that it will be my birthday at the end of the month, prompted me to finally tackle the thing I have been subconsciously avoiding.

Looking into my parents' belongings that they were carrying the day the accident that killed them happen.

At first I don't know the reason why I feel apprehension everytime I'm thinking of finally sorting out my parents' belongings that the police surrendered to me but in the end, when I stopped trying to shield myself from my own truth, the reason for that apprehension became clear.

My fear of blood intensified. Probably from tbose nightmares that kept on playing on my head when I was asleep and that only being near Robin could cure. When before I'll start feeling dizzy when I see a pool of blood, now I think a drop of that red liquid that should stay inside human bodies, could paralyze me.

And what worries me the most is my fear of finding a drop of my parents' blood on their belongings. At first glance, I don't see any red spots on their things. But on close inspection, I might find some and I'm not quite sure what seeing blood that probably belonged to either my Mom or Dad would do to my already fragile mental health.

But it'll be my birthday soon. I'll be seventeen soon. Not exactly an adult but I should stop acting like a frightened kid already. I knew from long ago that there are no monsters under my bed or the closet. There are no monsters...

Just secrets apparently.

I sighed. Well, I have to do it sooner or later. The box cannot stay under my bed, collecting dust. If thats what I will do with my parents' belonging, I should have let Tita Josie to have it. She'll surely look at these items, unlike me who is scared of something from my nightmares.

I crouched low on the floor to reach for the box holding my parents' belongings from under my bed. At first, we stored this box on my old home, thinking it will be safe there. But then decided to bring it home here in the penthouse because this is where I live now and I want the box close to me. Although storing it under my bed was probably not what I should be doing with it.

To be honest, almost one year after my parents' died, I barely touched their stuffs back in our home. Tita Josie helped me boxed and store my parents' clothes and some documents but aside from that, many of my parents stuffs are still around our old home. Like the mugs they used are still in our kitchen or their personal items are still in their vanity. Also my Mom's reading glasses she used when reading before going to bed.

There are still a lot of things I should be doing to clean up our home but living with the Akage, not to mention falling in love with Robin, kinda swept me off my feet and I didn't get to do much cleaning at all.

I might probably do that once the school takes a long break this Summer.

I placed the box on top of my bed and noticed there is already a thin layer of dust on top of it. Wonderful, just being under my bed for days, untouched, and its already collecting dust. I'm so bad at this, really.

I swallowed hard and closed my eyes as I convinced myself that I am ready to do this. Mentally coaching myself to just get on with it because, even though its hard, it has to be done. There are some things I cannot keep on avoiding to do. Not when it comes to the two people I love the most because they loved me the most as well.

"What are you doing, Blu?"

I opened my eyes and looked sideways to see Mr.Gilbert standing by the open door of my room. He has a stack of what I think are my clothes in his hand. It looks like Mr.Gilbert has folded clothes today after doing the laundry yesterday.