𝐈𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐳𝐡𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 |Chilumi|

𝐋𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭

Everybody loved him, he was a guy after all. He might've been the older twin but only by a second, it barely counts. I don't understand why he's always the favorite, even with our parents. They argue that they love us 'equally' but that's just bullshit. If their love was equal, i would've gotten everything Aether has gotten.

Why can't they just love me, i've tried so hard.

"are you okay?" a sudden voice arises, sounding concerned.

i was sitting in an alleyway, i had to get away from my family. I don't know where i am, or who is even talking to me. My long, blonde hair is wrapped around me like a scarf. I couldn't afford much more besides a jacket. I also have my bag with me. Food, water, charger.

I'm too scared to look up, what if it's just my brother? Just thinking about him will make me cry, how much more powerful he is than me really hurts, even more than his hits.

I decided to not respond to the stranger, and they didn't say anything. A few seconds of silence went by, and i just assumed they left until i felt a warm presence sat next to me.

i glanced at the person, we made eye contact.

"i can leave if you want me too, i just thought you looked upset and wanted somebody to talk to maybe" he says, breaking eye contact to put his gloves on.

"why would i talk to somebody i dont even know?" i mumbled under my breath

He paused, then chuckled softly. "Well, sometimes talking to strangers can help. Less pressure, i guess. No expectations."

He glanced at the gloves covering his hands before turning his gaze back at me, his expression softening. "But, i get it. If you would rather be alone, that's fine too. Just thought you might need someone to sit with for a bit. No strings attached"

I glanced at him, with uncertainty. There was something with his tone of voice that was inviting, sounding like he really cared for what i was thinking about.

"it's not like talking will just fix everything"

The words came out softer than i meant them to. It made me sound vulnerable, like how i was just going to open up after a few seconds.

"You're right, it doesn't always fix everything. But it's just sometimes better to say things out loud." he responded, with a smile forming on his face.

"i don't even know where i would start.." i responded, looking down at my hair. I stole a quick glance at him again, then quickly looked away.

"but i guess it sitting here wouldn't be so bad"
his smile was contagious, because i could feel myself slightly smiling after saying that. But of course i wouldn't let him know that.

The snow was getting heavier and thicker as we sat there, peacefully enjoying eachother presence. This was maybe the first time i wasn't judge because of my family's status, it felt really good to be away from that. If only the world was so inviting, fresh.

it began becoming cooler, too cold. Shivers were sent down my spine, and my hands started getting red. The sky became darker as minutes went by.

The boy began to stand up, leaving me alone in the alley way. As he was about to talk, i got a call from my brother. There was no way i'm responding to that, absolutely not. I felt tears start to fall from my eyes as the phone rings, which seems like forever.

He must've noticed my tears because he reached his hand out to mine, offering to help me up. I grab my phone and my bag, and hesitated before accepting his help. His gloves were soft, i could feel the warmth radiating from him still.