Living and Lying

Summer

I just reread this chapter and lmao imma just warn you that it'll be kinda boring at first (actly it'll be somewhere in the middlw) because of too many descriptions about the past. I'll be editing a new version not far from the first one, so that it'd be more interesting rather than boring, so... excuse this chapter first! You may now proceed :)

Enjoy!

* * * Chapter 1 * * *

I clenched my teeth as I grab the lid of my laptop and shut it close. I carefully laid it on top of the glass table beside where I sat, where my half-filled glass of peach shake rested.

It is taking me a whole deal not to throw this laptop off a cliff nearby so I shall never feel this agonizing moment again.

Call me dramatic but literally, this was an agonizing moment.

"Why the hell this shit—." I groaned and grabbed a fistful of my hair.

Knowing myself, this shitty frustration has a way of ruining an entire day. And I guess today was one of those 'entire day'. Though it wouldn't prolong if somebody decided not to tumble the next tile of domino which may lead to the next timber of my moody exploits.

I always had difficulty in letting go. But I'm convinced that I am coping. At least I try to tell myself so.

Elaborating this fact, I couldn't get over with this issue I had with the files on my laptop as I couldn't quite figure out why a chapter of my second novel has been erased. I hadn't opened my files since our flight yesterday so I don't see any substantial reason why it had gotten deleted. This was one of the things I am really passionate about and having being given zero explanation seriously frustrated me.

I was suddenly reminded about the purpose of our stay here in Maldives as my gaze shifted to the people scattered on the vast space of white beach. There were few familiar faces... from the university, social event gatherings, those guys who are not much older or younger than me.

Nonetheless, everybody present on this island have been possible because they were given an invitation by my fathers for them to set foot on this land.

Though there were only four whom I knew very well and only mattered; Samantha, Damien and of course my twin siblings. 

Seeing them so joyful took me back to the moments of our days during our childhood. The three of us, Samantha, Damien and I, grew inseparable from each other, together with our families. To the point where we treated each other's parents as our own mother and father. Ever since our families had worked together, they knew we weren't going to be far from each other in future's time, which is why we were comfortable referring them as our mom and dad ever since.

Having to assess my life piece by piece, my reality of my holiday came crashing down on me, compiled in this one big boulder.

Not only was it my first real vacation for this week— my life wasn't something without a touch of a business-related matter, but also the grand celebration of my moms and dad's success in their newly launched project. And of course, how could I forget Mr. Hermant, he's the only one I am very much awaited for. There would also be an announcement (I really don't think it was that essential but whatever), and lastly the discomfort of the fervent sun on my body.

It truly was a huge baggage to carry. Not to mention that everything that was happening was all because of me; once again.

Let's just hope I don't fuck it up all over again. I always hated it when history repeats itself. It's such a bullshitty thing, you know?

"Ugh." I lean back on my bed chair and inhale on the luscious scent of the fresh water from the ocean. It felt serene as it sent relief through my nostrils; where one would caught its obvious difference of atmosphere compared to the bustling city of New York, where we were originally from.