yo.
not yet NSFW. guess I'll be doing those in a bit. but not now.
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Rachel's POV (still XD)
I cried for what seemed like minutes, but actually, it's already time for supper. I heard my lil bro knock at my door "sis! supper! you better get your butt out here of I'm barging in!" I threw my blanket on top of me, ignoring the warning. He bursted in, ran to the feet of my bed and I felt the cold wind licking my skin as he pull the sheets off me. Damn! He is the last person I want to see my crying face! He's too fragile!
we stared at each others' eyes for a moment and I jerked as he took a 180 degree-turn and went downstairs. I walked gently from the bed to my door, eavesdropping as he speak to my mom
"mom, I think Rachel's not going to eat with us tonight."
"eh? is she sick? want me to check her out?"
"nah, I'll just bring her food upstairs."
I heard footsteps on the stairs and I involuntarily jumped to my bed. That was totally uncalled for. I shifted my attention to the young boy beside me. He placed the tray on the coffee table and tugged beside me. "you've been crying." He said, without even looking at me. I want to deny it, but as I see my reflection on the mirror across my room, it was so obvious. my eyes are fluffy and red.
"Well, your big sis just got rejected."
he seemed so shocked by what I have just said. "What kind of a man would reject your confession? Is he fucking blind?!"
I involuntary slapped his lips gently, I never thought him to swear. I laugh "not what kind of man, Dave. What kind of woman." I replied as I stare at the ceiling and I felt him get up so quickly. and after half a second, his eyes met with mine.
"A GIRL!? SERIOUSLY!?" I chuckle
"yup."
he smiles widely as he clenches my neck, as if to threatening me to speak. "
Remember Janaira?" He nods. "It's her."
He releases my neck as he also releases a sigh. "what?" I smirked.
"I think you're crying wrongly again, big sis"
"excuse me?" I sat up, with my hands to support me.
"I mean, I knew Janaira since you guys became friends and I don't think she feels indifferent. I mean that girl has been a clutch when it comes to words! maybe she is just too shy to say it to you."
"engot (stupid), Aira never answered my confession. she acted just like I was brushed off!"
"But she never told you that she rejected it." He smiled as he narrows the gap between us. "you kissed her yet?" I almost punched him for that question.
"why the fuck would I kiss my best friend!?"
"but you don't see her as one. and I bet, if she does see you the same way you see her, she'll reply. non-verbally" the fluffy guy jumped off the bed as he say the last statement.
where would he have learned this? I never taught him about relationships! but I have never also thought he would react that way to my confession. I thought he would react…. differently.
"hey, aren't you disgusted?" I call upon him as he walks to the door.
"if you're thinking I would hate my sister because her love for her best friend is so great, then you are so underestimating me, sis." he turns on his back, staring directly at me. "oh and also, the jeepneys (public vehicles in the philippines) only run until 10 o'clock. it's 8:3o already. just hurry up, you lazy ass."
