Creative Writing Stories

In The View of A Twin (Countryhumans)

btw - my teacher's comment on this one was "what a love story!"

It's not really a love story. Also, this was the final.

POV of:
Cadence - Canada - She/They

Mentioned:
Altair - America - He/Him (MC)
Brahim - Morocco - He/Him
Farren - UK - He/Him
Noelia - Mexico - She/Her
Lucas - Confederate - He/Him
Kaiya - Australia - She/Her
Kamaka - New Zealand - They/He
Konrad - Weimar - He/Him
Nohea - Hawaii - She/Her
Gleb - Soviet - He/Him
(that should be all)

Altair hasn't always been this secretive. Well, scratch that, our father made him this secretive about his wings and unusual eyes practically from the moment we were born. It's more of he hasn't always been this secretive about so many things. There was a long time where his eyes and wings were the only things he hid.

Our parents were about as different as they could be in their behavior towards him. Our mother doted on him, while our father, who had gone a bit crazy from the power he had at the time, was straight up abusive. Altair didn't fall into his (or more accurately our grandmother's) view of perfection, even if he was probably the more perfect one between us. While his running away when we were thirteen angered our father, it also caused him to reflect. Altair and our father had one final fight, which resulted in the end of Altair living with us and our father losing a finger, which he refuses to get a prosthetic for so it can remind him of what he's done.

When Altair left, he moved in with a man named Brahim, who he had met shortly after he had run away. If I'm being completely honest, Brahim was probably the best thing to have ever happened to him. Brahim was the father figure our father failed to be towards him.He helped him to heal and to grow from a hurt soul, eventually even officially and formally adopting him, even if Altair never disowned anyone as his family (which was probably more for the rest of us than for our father), leaving him with three legal parents. To this day, Brahim is still the one who he calls "Dad" and he blatantly refuses to call our father by anything but his first name, Farren, not that I blame him for that. I could only imagine I would do the same.

While we were thirteen, Altair also had the unfortunate fate of children starting to poof into existence, as they tend to do for our kind, just not usually at such a young age. With them, and the others that would poof into existence or get adopted in the future, Altair mostly had one goal in mind for his parenting, "be their Brahim and not their Farren." And, honestly, he's done a rather fantastic job holding himself to that, and I would argue that he's the best parent I've seen, objectively speaking.

Along with being an amazing parent, he is also a top-tier chef and baker, which I am of the belief is because of how he is a master and a protege of the natural sciences.By the time we were like six, he was understanding science better than most high school students and college students. He's always been especially obsessed with the field of astronomy, and could probably list off fun facts about just our solar system, let alone the whole galaxy or universe, for days without even going into detail about the science itself. Once the science gets added to the equation, it's simple, you're never getting the conversation to end, the man adores it and could go on forever about it.

Once, a good friend of ours, Noelia, came to us, sobbing about needing to tell someone about her being a trans woman, effectively making us the first people she came out to. She told us about how she wasn't ready to come out publicly to the rest of the world quite yet, but that she also couldn't stand being called a man anymore. She also had a dinner that she couldn't skip out on and wouldn't be able to get through without support. Had I not been busy, I would have offered to go with her, but I was busy. Altair, who was not busy that night, offered to go with her instead, and the two started fake dating so that Altair could get in without much explanation. This charade of fake dating continued on even for a little bit beyond when Noelia publicly came out, just so it would be easier for him to help her in her transition without looking like a clingy friend or anything. They ended up stopping the charade, "breaking up," a tad bit earlier than planned, due to factors outside of anyone's control, although they did not come forward about the relationship just being a charade until quite a few years afterwards. They still regularly make jokes about it, with them occasionally calling each other "babe." Their charade was extremely believable, so believable, in fact, that if Altair hadn't told me that this faux relationship helped him realize that he is a gay man and Noelia realize she is a lesbian, I would have thought the two of them had actually gotten together.