Unorthodox Love

CHaPTer tHirTEEN

Days passed by shortly after the day I found out about Axel's little secret. I realized school became more boring and lifeless when I didn't have anyone to talk to.

After a week, Cayenne still hasn't called me. Although I feel like something is wrong I just remind myself that she's somewhere with her grandparents and ti be frank I would choose my family over my friends any day. I just chose to leave the former alone, I'm sure there's nothing wrong right?

I blinked once.

Twice.

Thrice.

I groaned.

Ugh, staring at th ceiling is quite pointless don't you think? After having no one to talk to, you find yourself engrossed in work, like my homework. But to my dismay, I happened to finish all of them and also get ahead of class.

That's how much I have no one to talk to.

Well I do have one option.

I glanced at my phone and scrolled through the list of contacts. Once I found his name I brought myself to a short contemplation whether I should call him or not.

Even if I called Kaden what would be the point of that? After avoiding him (along with Axel) how do I initiate a conversation with him? I can't just start with small talk, I just know it would make things more awkward than it already is.

Deciding neither of the two I just dropped my phone on the bed and sighed in defeat.

My already dim room grew darker and darker, meaning the day was coming to a peaceful end. I jumped up from my bed and out of my room. I ran up to the third and highest floor of the house, into the attic and swung my legs over the window. The window up her in the attic was the type that was on the roof, therefore I didn't have to worry about going to extremes just to watch the sunset.

My mind perked up at the thought of watching the sunset, reminding me of my objective. I walked slowly and carefully up the roof, cautious about my footing.

Hurry up. My mind urged.

I tried to quicken my pace only to make to the very peak of the in time.

A million shades of darkness showed above me. The round sun slowly setting as the sky was scattered into various shades ranging from the darkest black to the lightest white.

If you think of it, watching the sunset while big colorblind is quite pointless. But regardless of my condition I still try. I try to see what most see, to find whatever others have discovered, to figure out an enigma everyone else knew the answer about.

It was hard to be left behind, to see differently. At a point in my life it became a big burden that we were completely desperate to find a cure, to bring back color.

But as usual, there was still no avail.

No one could ever vouch if I could ever see the true beauty of the sunset. Or the whole world for that matter.

The wind blew my hair away from my face. I cherished the fresh air, once the sun rises once again everything comes back to reality.

The only thing I could be sure about of what I'm seeing is that at night the sky is gravely dark that to me, it's solid black. But along with it's darkness the night sky was dotted with thousands of bright stars, another thing I'm sure of.

And it brought me to a conclusion that stars could only shine bright if they were in the dark night sky, at day they would all be over shone by the bright sun.

I felt ultimately related to the stars. They had to shine in the dark, but in my case it was always day, at hot and bright morning.

And there was no way of shining bright.

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To say I was surprised to see my brother would be an understatement. I would always fall asleep without him arriving home yet, and waking up for him to be already in work and it was always like that.

I was shocked to say the least, since I expected our slight reunion to be better not me looking like a corpse and him reeking of alcohol.

"Why do you like Shit? " I asked.

"Look-" He hiccuped "-who's talking." He drawled. I rolled my eyes but even if I wasn't trying to make him he still guffawed annoyingly.

I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Look, I don't have time for this. You're never home and now you decide to show up looking like that?"

"Look," he mimicked "I'm sorry mom there's no reason for you to get mad. Plus who's the older one here? Oh yeah, me." He slurred but a hint of seriousness seeped through somehow.

"That's the point, Xavier!" I shouted exasperated causing him to wince. "You are the older one, you're supposed to be the wiser one. Not the one wasting away with alcohol. And God, that is the reason to get mad."

"I work all day, every day, 24/7 just for your sake!" His voice was rising as he spoke the words.

"Can't you see we have enough money to live lifetimes comfortably? If you really want me to have a better life then support me, be a brother for goodness sake, Xavier. I need someone, you're all I have left and you choose to leave me too?" My voice cracked.

"It's not that easy!" He screamed, tears filling the brim of his eyes. "Life isn't as simple as black and white, Ava. We may look like we have everything but we don't! We may look like our life is perfect but it's not! I just try to give you the best things, or at least the better ones and you choose to overlook that because I can't be here all the time?" He said. "Open your eyes Ava, even you have to admit that everything isn't black and white, and black, white, and a fucking thousand shades of grey!"

A tear stained my pale cheeks as he spoke each word.

"Can't you just try to see the bright side?" He said at last.

And I suddenly felt my little belief about the stars fall into place once again.

"Don't you get it?" I said while I shook my head.

"I can't see the bright side. Because to me there is no bright side."