Better Hidden - A Morbid Story

1// Absent Animation

"Ley! Dinners ready come down stairs please!" My sister's, Emy, loud yell boomed through the hallway as I was setting up the new painting, the only painting on the wall, A painting I personally painted and put up on the pale corridor walls. 

A painting that best describes me.

Walking down the stairs, I heard a lot of giggling and chatting coming from the kitchen. Sneaky me, I peek out to the corner of the doorway to the kitchen only to see my family having the time of their life sitting on the chairs with their food on the table. The first time I saw my parents smiling... once again. Heck, its even the first time in like forever I saw my family. Normally they're just full of business talk and out on meetings. Meetings on other state, meeting out of nowhere. That's why i'm always here alone, in the most crowded and hottest place on earth, The Philippines. Fun fact, They're actually just here for a meeting and not to visit me. They don't have time for that. Coincidentally, my sister came "home" to visit her boyfriend and then a day later, my parents are here.

As I slowly went in to grab a glass of water and put down the paint I was carrying above the kitchen cabinet, obviously I want to play it cool so I wouldn't look like an over excited child, then I heard my parents saying goodbye to Emy.

"You're leaving already?" I spun around to see them walk away then grabbing their bags on the lounge table which isn't far away from the kitchen

"We only had 30 minutes spare time, Its back to work" My dad joyfully said 

"C'mon" I rolled my eyes as I walked to the table and sat down next to my sister. "Why do they always have to leave?" I rant

"They have work to do and you know that for a fact" Emy commented 

"Kung alam mo lang talaga" I whispered

"For fuck sake, you know I'm not fluent in that language" 

"Oh I forgot, because you didn't have to live in this stupid household and country. Because you're the favorite one. Because you're the lucky one!" I yelled standing up from my chair and hands on the table.  (A/N No offence... Please don't)

"Just because i'm the oldest sister doesn't mean anything special, I'm not the favorite one, nor any of us. I'm just 3 years older than you and another point is that if you werent the one who had a twin that died..."

"Pfft, 3 years older? I'm your fucking twin! If it weren't for the fame of our parents I wouldn't be hiding. If it weren't for the accident the almost made us broke. For goodness sake, you should thank me that I agree to that. If only you're the one who "Fakely" died and got torn out of the picture" 

"You agreed to it? We were only 8 years old"

"Yes I fucking agreed to it, Because I'm the smarter kid Iq of an average 16 years old. But later on I regreted it. And I know that I don't have flash powers"

"Look, Im sorry that you're the gifted one. And I personally think that that should have happened because first thing you're cocky and having a "Lander" last name could give you a lot of fame that may get overdose on. Your cockiness could ruin our last name" Emy said as I feel my anger rushing through my head thinking of a way

"Im sorry too" as my anger turned into guilt to another point she said and then I slowly backed away and to the kitchen stool to grab a glass of water then all of the sudden the crimson red paint came rushing down the floor. Then....

I woke up

To a new place.

As the light shone through the shiny metallic black fringe curtains of my humongous room hitting my eyes and forcing me to wake up and leave me with no other choice than to do that.

Yawning in frustration in, which is a very weird thing to do, I carry myself off of the king sized bed, highly comfortable for me, to the bathroom sink to brush my teeth and ready myself for the day i'm going to confront and battle. 

Going out, I feel a lot of excitement flowing through my body. New sight, New concealed places, new... people. Although its pretty hard, especially for a person like me, I find it so interesting. A new challenge, a new level, a new difficulty and a new perspective. 

Fixing my outfit which is consisted of ripped black jeans, cotton candy pink sweatshirt with my school ID over it and are complemented with a black low top vans shoes (A/N not sponsored XD sorry had to), I went out my house to go the nearest food shop. 

Not even caring if I get lost I just walked around spaced-out, inattentively of where to go and what path to take seeing that I live at the edge of the city near the forest. But I like the forest, Its spacious, perfect for a place to play in. 

Rounding a corner, I finally saw a coffee shop in where I should feast. As I opened the glass door of the shop making a bell ring a chime, I was hit by the fresh aroma of the coffee. 

"Well, aren't you a little late?" I raised an eyebrow as the old woman asked such a confusing question with her rusted voice "Isn't 10:00 am the call time of " Prisbun's Technology and Art Highschool  Institute" My eyes went wide as I looked at my wristwatch to see it was 10:02

"Shite" I cursed under my breath as it came to my relation that I have walking way too lang and not being productive as what I did was just remember my surroundings.

"Thank you for reminding me" I said as I put 10 dollars and grab a croissant off of the basket located at the counter.

And with that I went rushing out of the shop eating my croissant and heading to the school.