▨7- Lying

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Ever since that time, I was convinced that no matter whom you love, they will hurt you.

They will hurt you in different ways.

I was being hurt, forever. No, not hurt by the unexpected- enormous accident that I faced with William, witnessing the worst blood-losing moment of my life along with cracking my elbow and knuckles. But I was hurt because I've lost him in that very passing seconds of my life. I've seen him breathe perfectly even few minutes ago and that is what hurt me the most. I couldn't save him. He died. Beside me, resting his eyes on mine. Before he made me the biggest fat loner, he used his last breathe to tell me, "You will fight with me to kill ruin the bad."

To this day, I don't know what he meant. I never even bothered to pass it down to anyone to gain some knowledge about what Will said to me. I don't know if it's wrong to feel this miserable, because I've loved this person so much, but I'm not being able to figure out his last words.

Not that I gave up on looking for meanings to that. I'm still trying to know what he left for me in this world while he left me on this world.

A knock on the door brought me back to my normal senses. I was sitting- facing to the opposite of my door, so I turned back to see my brother, Flavio aka Vio, standing in there. 

"Hey" I slowly called him out. He leaned on the door frame and smiled, "Busy?"

I took a deep breathe and said, "I don't think so I am." and smiled at him.

He walked in my room and sat beside me. We both were in a position where he sat facing the door and I remained the same, but beside each other. You know what I mean? 

"Is something bothering you?" He asked me softly and I instantly looked at him in the eyes. 

"No." I lied. 

He sighed with a low-laugh, "You're terrible at lying."

"And how would you figure that out, Mr. 'I-know-you-are-lying'?

He leaned to his right, towards me and put his thumb on my face, right below my eyes and rubbed of a tear in there. I didn't know I was that dumb to not feel my tears on my face. There's no way my face was paralyzed. I muttered, "Fuck", under my breathe after he silently showed me what I did there. "I know you are lying." He whispered and continued, "What's the matter?"

He hates Will, and I know why.


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