I Was Broken, Until I Met You (Completed)

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After that awkward moment, I found out that the stranger's name is Kevin Martins. Which came as a surprise to me because I thought his name will go by Jack, or Jackson or Jackan or something along those lines. Or maybe I just loved the names, because I could always just call him Jacky or something. Boy.

He had black beautiful hair and big light green eyes, that matched with his black skin jeans and light green T-shirt, that he was wearing yesterday. And a pair of Black combat boots. And I realized with a sad face that he was even taller than me, which also came as a surprise. I don't know what it is with me and my obsession with my taller body.

Sometimes it just pisses me off that someone else is taller than me. Weird. I know.

Anyway I made sure I booked a nearby hotel while chatting to Kevin. Since I was Five hours away from where I lived. Not the first time something like this happen tho. I was always a wanderer(Still am), even when I was young. I would find myself wandering off to unfamiliar places, just to take a walk or jog. Sometimes even take a bus or taxi to check out new places. Like I said before, a breathe of fresh air always does wonders.

That feeling of being in an unknown environment, tasting different food, meeting new people, experiencing different things, gives me peace of mind and I always have money in the pocket. Perks of having rich parents, late parents, whatever.

See even though I was still sulking about what happened with my parental. I thank them everyday for taking care of me and for making sure my future is well taken care of.

They did everything in their power to make sure me and Michael won't starve to death after their passing.

They gave Michael a chunk of money and companies, with me as his right hand man. And they did the same with me, a chunk of money and companies with Michael by my side. We'd have to share some things, like the house cars amongst things as long as we still lived together.

They were very persistent in us going to school and actually passing with flying colours, I think I disappointed them a little. Michael was a straight A-student and I, well not at all. I passed with a B. Not surprising there, I'm not a genius okay?

Our--Michael's parents owned companies all around the world. They were a power couple, traveling all across the world. Meanwhile they just threw me and Mike with a big allowance to rebel with and left us with the nanny. Which was fired by the both of us later due to her being a total freak. That is a story for another time.

That whole time I had to take care of Mike, seeing as I am the big brother and shit. But it wasn't hard because me and Mike had an age difference of ten months. So it wasn't that difficult to raise him. Actually we raised each other.

And as much as I had lot of money in my name, I didn't like spending it on useless things. It's either I give it to charity or sometimes in holidays like Christmas, I buy lots of gifts and sweets and write a message or two on a piece of paper saying 'Merry Christmas' or another one of the cheesy messages. That was my traditional Christmas day celebration and I started it when I was only 11 years. Michael joined later after finding out and it became our tradition, just like that.

Some people always thought it was just our way of flaunting money at their faces but to us it was more than that. It meant more than that. Putting a smile on someone else's face is way better than buying expensive booze, drink and get drunk. Useless.

The hotel that I booked wasn't a five star hotel with so many expensive things. It was welcoming and warm. And the people working there always had a smile on their faces. Even though one could clearly see that they're tired, but a clear sign that they cared about their guests were showing. They attend to your needs with their smile on them. Giving you much needed attention like you are their only guest.