The Heart's Melody (TwoSetViolin)

t h i r t y - t w o : the revelation (two)

Hello.

Sorry I haven't been updating for who knows how long. Anyway, here's a chapter. I decided I'd just finish this story and move on. Thanks a lot for the support! <3

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No.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

This cannot be happening.

This can't be happening.

This isn't real.

No way in hell this is real.

"I... I fucking trusted you."

The shaky voice whispered.

The shaky voice I didn't even recognize as my own for it came out so weakly and hoarse.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled. "Dette, I'm so, so sorry."

"No, you're not."

Anger swirled in my stomach, humiliation and fury trailing closely behind.

I should've known. Why did I even think he was someone to be trusted? Hell, I didn't even know him for a year. How stupid am I? To think that I thought we could actually get along, to think that we could go for picnics, to think that he'd maybe protect me from getting my heart broken by boys, to think that he'd fetch me when I call him crying because I wanted out of parties, to think that he'd be able to actually love me because we share the same blood.

To think he'd actually love me.

As his biological sister.

"I fucking hate you."

I stared at him in disbelief as I muttered these words. These words that came straight from the heart.

"I'm sorry." He stepped closer, slowly and cautiously. His hands were inched towards me.

I slice my eyes towards Luna, a hateful glare shooting out my gaze.

"I should've known. I should've known he was a pawn in your stupid game!" I yell out, my emotions getting the best of me.

I look at him again.

I still couldn't believe it.

"No, no. I-I'm so sorry. I can't- I'm not-"

"Shut up! Just shut the fuck up, I don't want to hear any of it!"

Christopher flinches at my words.

I'm seeing red. I'm so furious I could kill someone right now.

All the tiredness, the weakness was sucked right out of me and replaces with so much anger and adrenaline that I almost launched forward I wasn't being held back.

"Isn't this amazing?"

Luna's voice broke my bubble as it sliced through my ears.

Christopher looks at her, as if pleading for her not to continue any further.

"Look, Claudette. That's your brother right there. Isn't he just a sweetheart, snitching you off just like that?"

Her hips swayed as she walked toward him. He tensed as she roughly put her hand on his shoulder. She looks at him in mocking sweetness, before her cat-like eyes darted back to me, losing their softness.

"This, Claudette, is the reason why you're here. So, if you have any questions, I'd rather you ask him than harass me. Later, siblings."

Her exit burned the fire inside me even more.

I still can't believe it.

Christopher cautiously walked towards me, his eyes bloodshot from obvious distress and crying.

At this point, nothing could be heard except the sobbing that escaped my lips.

"Why, Christopher? What did I ever do to you?!"

I didn't give him silence. I couldn't. I cut to the chase because I wanted, no, I was desperate to know what I did to deserve all of this torture. To be separated from everyone I love. To be taken away. To be slapped. To be beaten up. To be insulted. To have the love of my life snatched away from me in such a short span of time.

He sat down in front of me, keeping a good distance.

He rubs his hand down his face as an attempt to calm himself.

"Why? I just want to know why..."

My voice got weaker and weaker. I couldn't keep up with everything anymore.

He clears his throat multiple times before he spoke lowly again.

"Mom... she wasn't dad's first wife."

I look up at him, tears still spilling from my eyes uncontrollably. I breathed deeply, readying myself from whatever could follow next.

And prepared myself for the reason why I was suffering all of these.

"She was... a mistress."

And just like that, everything clicked together.

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