His secret

chapter 7

I wake up from a good sleep that I haven't had in a long time, I rub my eyes and look at the time it's 11:00 AM 

Thank God I don't work today, I get up and go to bathroom, I wash my face with cold water that makes me remember yesterday

I sigh, my luck is non existent as you could guess by this time, it wasn't always like this though, only after what happened to may family

Yesterday made me remember what happened four years ago with my younger brother, it was December,

We were at school, he was year you get then me, and suddenly some psycho's came and spread fear, you can never forget your classmates that were tremble in fear

They didn't wanted anything, money or something valuable, they were sole psycho's, they craved fear and they got it, more then got it

There were two of them, but that's what we thought, at one point there was a chance for me to sneak out when they warned us not to move, but I did

But not to run away, and get away from this situation, but to find my brother, by the time when I got to the room where he was supposed to be I saw him 

I found him, lying in a pool of blood, a sight that haunts me still. Another person was there, the one who took his life. After a minute I see the same gun pointed to me, but I was save by some sniper I think, because next thing I see was red dot on his forehead

But as soon as the firegun was shot I hear voices of terror from where I originals used to be, 25 kids died that day I knew 15 of them, 10 of them was my classmates from different classes and 5 of them friends who I made throughout the years.

Our family wasn't same after that incident, but my parents made sure not to make me feel less since my brother wasn't with us anymore.

I saw them suffer too, but all I could do was to hug them and cry with them.

I miss him every day, who would he became one he would grew up, what would he became... I realized that there's no point in overthinking his life that hasn't happy and never will because all it gives me is more pain, tears and memorial that are so painful to remember.

I go to the kitchen and see my bags from yesterday, I haven't put them in fridge, I take every out and put them in their I places, then I decide to make me some breakfast, I took some egg's bacon and made myself coffee

I eat and then check my computer, I don't have much work to do for today,  so now I have two options,

First go out and enjoy the nature or rot in bed watching movies,

So I rot in bed, I hate to be unproductive, but I'm tired, tired from what makes me remembered my brother.

After a while I look at my room and decided to clean up, I fold the clothes, mop, wipe the dust, and once I was done I went in bed

I don't feel like going out today. So i do nothing, all day

After a while I get text from Kori

Kori: why aren't you at work

Me: it's my day off

Kori: is it? Shit I came here for nothing, on my way to you

Good thing I cleaned up the house, 15 minutes later he was here

"Why so depressed cutie pie" he asks as I still lay in bed

"Feeling lazy" i tell him

"Huh, I don't like it" did I ask?

"Get up let's party and drink make mistakes" he said excitedly

"Or... Or, lay next to me and watch movies" I suggest, he looks at me for a second

"Fine, have it your way, where at my clothes" I tell him where, he want and changed in the bathroom and came back

He left pair of sweatpants and hoodie here just in case, he used to stay here few times and was tired of clothes that were tight on him, my clothes.

"Okay l, what are we watching" he asks

"I was watching desperate housewives earlier" I suggest

"Fine but continue from season two, I don't remember anything after that" so we watch it, and god he cannon shut his mouth

"Gabrielle is such an icon" he says and I agreed

We watch one and a half season, and after that he left, said he was asked to go to work by his boss.

by the time he left it was already 11:00 PM, it's time for bed but I'm not tired at all, maybe because i haven't gotten up from bed all day

i lay in bed but can't seem to find a good position to sleep, my mind shifts to the yesterday's events but i stand up

"my brother is dead, and there's nothing i can do about it, life goes on and right now I'm doing good"

sometimes i need to hear those words, even if it's me who says them.