◻Chapter Three: Believe In Your Heart

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"Are you Already familliar to Charlie already before?" I ask Harry, "Well.. Uhmm, he... He is the guy who usually run to the schoolbus really fast, and then get out of the schoolbus really fast." Answered Harry. "And?" "And.. One day, he just stopped running. And always come home really lonely." As Harry answers. I saw his eyes slightly getting teary. "Do you know why?" I ask him even more. And as his tears slightly fall even more. "Yes... I heard he always run . . . So his . . . Uhmm . . . He always run fast so his brother . . . So his brother won't kill himself . . . When Charlie is gone . . . And when Charlie stopped running . . . I-i guess . . . We all know what . . . What happened." He explained while his tears aren't just slightly falling, with his eyes now really falling, "Oh, sorry." That is just the two words that comes out of my mouth, that is just what I can say. I shouldn't ask it, no, I really shouldn't, I wish I really don't have asked it. A like dead silence cames. Then I broke by asking "When did it happened?" Then he answered "5 months before now." Whilst crying. "O-okay." I replied while wondering why is he so affected, he is crying and if Charlie's brother is just his schoolmate, and why do he have to cry? But I don't ask it anyway, I'm afraid he may be upset again. Maybe I'll just ask

Charlie tomorrow when we meet.

"Good morning! Wake up, Marcel." A voice from mom downstairs woke me up this morning. "Okay, mom!" As I reply. I do my daily morning routine while still thinking about why is Harry so much affected on Charlie's brother. And this makes me take too much time at the bathroom. I know to myself that I take time here because a crow usually comes to the small window in my bathroom after I'm done taking a bath but now it's already here on the middle of my bath. But then I finished getting my clothes on me fast so I wont get late.

We came to school. And again, the first person Insaw is Charlie, but it's a good thing that the first person I saw is Charlie so I can ask him about his brother, but should I? Asking isn't that bad, isn't it?

So then I ask Charlie "Hey Charlie! Would you mind answering one of my question?" "Oh sure, what is it?" Answers Charlie. "Uhmm... Do you have a brother?" "Yes, why?" "Nothing, how's he?" "H-he is just okay." "Really? Where is he?" As I ask that question, I already see that Charlie sligtly become sad. "He . . . He is at h-home." "Oh, how does he looked like?" "I don't know why you're asking but he just look like me." He answered, I know he was lying since the start, "What's his name?" I asked more but he doesn't even reply, "Ch-charlie?" "Oh sorry, what is it again?" "What's your brother's name?" "Percy." "Oh, a nice name." "Yes, a very nice name, just like how nice he is." He said, I believe he is about to cry now, but he is just preventing his tears from falling. "How old is he?" I asked. "Just like me." Replied him. "Why isn't he at school?" "Can you please not ask damn questions?! Please it's not helping. Shut up!" He cried. "Oh sorry! Sorry Marcel! I didn't mean to say those to you! Sorry, really sorry!" Then he immediately apologize to me because he shouted at me. "Oh no! It's my fault. I shouldn't have asked you those questions. I'm so sorry, I know your brother is dea-" I didn't even finish what I'm saying. I'm so clumsy in what I'm about to say, I'm so stupid. "Wait, you know?" He asked me, "Know what?" "Oh please, Marcel. Don't lie to me. I know you know my twin brother is... dead." He finally confesses it to me. "Uhm.. I'm really sorry for asking those." I just also had my apology because I know it's really hard because it's just 5 months before what happened.

Class starts and ended very fast. But maybe not, yes it's just like the same with the other days, I just think it's fast because we have nothing to do. We end up the day with a Science project, and because me and Charlie are seatmates, we are partners. And we decided to do the science project on Charlie's house. His mother is so kind, and their house is big, and has a lot of pictures. I saw this picture of Charlie and someone who really lookslike him, maybe it's his dead twin brother. On the hallway, I saw this room with 'Percy's room, no Charlie allowed.' Stamped on it, "Who's room is this?" I asked Charlie, "Its.. It's just another spare room." As he answer. So we came to his room, his room is quite huge, it's size is like the 2nd storey of our house. "Is this your room? Or a library and a gallery of pictures?" I asked him whilst slightly laguhing because his room have a really lot books and photo albums and photo frames, he smirks as his answer. "Who is he?" I ask him while pointing on a picture of him and his broken twin brother Percy, even if I know who he is. "H-he is Percy." Replied Charlie, "He is the owner of the room besides my room." He added. "Oh, can we visit the room?" I stated, "Uhmm..." Is all he reply, "Please!" I forced him, and this time, he agreed. We came to the room, it is the one with 'Percy's room, no Charlie allowed.' room, I saw a knife on a coffee table and a rope hanged on the ceiling, "What are those?" I ask Charlie, "Please keep it a secret . . . the scene is still here everytime I go at this room . . . I remember everything, the happy moments, the sad moments, the exciting moments, everything . . , when I'm sad and disappointed, I always come to this room. The knife is what he used to cut slits on his wrist, you can still see the blood stains on the coffee table and on the floor, and he used the rope to hang his self. And he died, while I'm at school . . . It was my fault." He explain, "Why are those things still here?" "I just don't want to let those police get all the memories left. And all his clothes, his contact lens, everything is still here, everything is still fresh in my memory. Even his suicide note is still here, but I don't let anyone read it." "Oh, ok . . . And . . . Who is that? I-is that..." I ask while pointing on a picture of Percy and a guy framed on the wall but the Charlie interrupted me, "Yes, that is your brother, Harry . . . They used to be bestfriends, real bestfriends." I finally knew the reason why Harry is affected on Percy's death, it was a really sad story. I have the fear of the unknown, the unknown thing what would Charlie will answer in my questions. But then the fear of the unknown was replaced with curiosity. I even asked him anyway. "Why did he do that?" 5 words that broke the silence between us two, "Have you ever laid in your bed and just cried? Because you think you're ugly. Because you think you're not good enough for anyone. You've counted your flaws from head to toe, making you feel worse. Cried because of all the comments people blurt out, actually hurt? Cried because your family is dysfunctional and never understands you. They tell you to stop complaining. Even though they don't understand your life either. You don't want to look like an attention seeker, so you bottle things up. You created this lying smile and people believe it. And then at night, when you're alone in bed. The boy who everyone thought is always happy and living life, is crying his broken heart out. The boy who never came to school without a smile in his face, is dying inside. I believe it's pretty funny because we all get deceived." He explained everything crystal clearly out. But I can't stop me from asking "W-what?" "Well you don't probably understand it? He is never happy. He is confused, betrayed, useless, broken, never good enough, fragile, anxious, falling apart, pathetic, annoyed, rejected, lonely, defeated and no one ever notice it." "Oh..."

So we do the project. And I came home. I now finally understand things, it's so sad, I feel like Charlie is the most loneliest boy in the world, even if he is so rich and had and have hot girlfriend. I really feel sorry for him. And I remember what he said about me, the whole point of Percy's death note, he told me "BELIEVE IN YOUR HEART because at the end of the day, if you don't do it, you will end up like my brother who isn't happy on what he's going through." It's long but that is only what I remember because I was crying at that point already.

-End Of Chapter Three-

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