My brother and I walk through the main door of the empty house. We heard the weird noise into our ears. As we try to walk into stairs we heard it. We also heard the banging sound of the door. At the second floor,there's a lot of room we saw but the sound is came from the far end of the corridor. We walk slowly, and as we open it. The light is much to see so we close our eyes. When we open it again we were in the hospital. My brother is covered by his own blood that scared me so much. I also look into myself that my shirt stained with red.
10 years after
My name is
I was in my room and gusping for air. There was a knock on my door that I'm gladly that it wake me up.Then it didn't stop until I said,"Wait a minute!"
I cover myself with blanket and open the door. My mom-Karmen. She smirk and said,"Go downstairs and eat, your dad and I are going now." She went away downstairs, I also can hear her hills knocking into the floor before I close the door slowly.I went into my bathroom.
I brush my teeth to make my mouth smells minty and fresh.after that, taking a bath to complete my day. Before I went out into my room I heard my father's car. Now I realize how lucky I was that my parents is working so hard for my future.They don't really know how to show it, but I know that they really love me. I thought they were cold and heartless as a parents. Nothing happen between me and parents. We always fight because of my orientation.
I went downstair and went straight into our kitchen. Beside my breakfast, I just notice the money in the counter. I took the money and put it in my pocket. My breakfast today is pancake. It's been a while though since my mom cook pancakes for me. I open the fridge to find my syrup and butter. I bring out our choppingboard and cut some butter for my pancake.After doing it, I put it in the top and I spread it with my fork. I squeeze the syrup and pour it into my food. I cut the pancake and I put into my mouth. I moun for the sweetness of the syrup and salty taste of the butter. The pancake is so foamy. After that, I put it in the sink.
There was a knock into the main door. I tried to go so fast but I'm not a morning person. For my safety, I look through the window."There he is," I said before going into our door to open it.
I open the door and said,"Nice to see you,brother." I hug him so tight,he hug me back.I miss him so much. The university is far from our province and he barely come home when there was a holiday on friday's.We stop hugging each other but I caught myself staring into his skin. I saw his scar on his neck. He saw me looking into his flaw.He put his both hands on my shoulders and said,"Your stressing yourself again." I look into my feet,it was like my nails are the most interesting thing in the world.
I can't help it, we both really dont know what happen back there.We both just think that there was someone tried to kill us. We were lucky that our parents found us in the old house and bring us immediately in the hospital. My brother, lost a lot of blood that stained his whole shirt when he laid there in the hospital. In the contrary, I only got scratches and bruises all over my body and soak with blood. In that time, I realize that it is not my blood. It was my brother's blood.Maybe he tried to protect me from that creature. But I got a scar into my left leg as the reminder that it really happen. Like the murderer tried to not to hurt me.
I wear my smile again to show that I don't want to make it further. He smiles back and we proceed together into the living room to talk. We talk about his school and his girlfriend. She's very nice and beautiful. I really like her for my brother, so much. There's a jealousy inside of me that my brother found a true love.He looks so happy. He was like, a bird that fly in the open sky that he was careless to close his eyes. And he looks like he is not carrying anything from his shoulder. I girl like me cannot dream anything like this? Who dreamed about loving someone in forever?
While we were in the living room, we always end the conversation with laughters. My thoughts is full of bliss. It's been a long time since the piece of my happiness is missing. For a while,the temporary piece fit so fine.
It hit me, even if our life is hard we always find a way to smile. It hurts that my family always work for living. But they do it for us and for their own good.
We spend together like forever. He ask me about my school and everything. Then suddenly the boredom hit us, so we decide for a walk into the downtown. He has his own car to be able to come home, because my dad and mom doesn't have time for a road trip. They are always in business trip or in office. I don't have my own car because we cannot afford to pay for another one. We past the houses in blur and either of us doesn't talk. It was a comfortable silent, though.
"I like this"
"You like, what?"
"This bonding we have right now"
"Yeah," he said. Were in the small town that the trees are very green and the birds chirp in bliss for being free. I slid the window of his car and felt the fresh air into my face. Such peace I felt when I'm with him.
