Bond To You

Chapter 3

Aaron and Aljun's  Jacket/ Amulet

I went to my brother's old room where was beside my room. I know I mentioned before that we can't live within the same roof but my parents still gave us our own room in the house. I actually not living here, I was with my grandparents on my mother's side a state away from here. I barely visited here before and if I, me or Aljun would not stay in this house, one should stay in the pack house but I don't want to bother my brother so I was staying at the pack house during the visit but sometimes I sneaked here and my parents knew it so they prepared a room for me.

When I entered his room and the first thing I really noticed was the picture of the two of us when we were young. The picture was enlarged and framed and glued to the wall where my brother could easily stare if he was lying on his side.

I think the picture was taken on a park. We were sitting on a bench and smiling like we don't care anybody or anyone around us. That was the first time we begged our parents and grandma that we wanted to see each other again after five years of me living with my grandparents since the day after the elders begging my father to separate us siblings. It was really hard for me and for my parents to see their children not living together or one of their pups living afar from them, though I live with my grandparents it is still different that they are the ones to live with.

That time we were really happy even though I noticed the changed of my brother's movements. You could see he was trying to be happy and strong even though we knew he was slowly weakening. Before we parted we took pictures, me and him and our whole family and that was our first family picture ever that I hang also in my room in my grandparents' house.

We barely reach an hour sitting there together because Aljun suddenly collapsed where he sat. My parents immediately sent him to the nearest hospital and my grandma never let me  go with them, I want to but she explained to me that it just made the situation worst. So that night I cried myself to slept. I knew it's my fault if I didn't insisted and begged them to see them, my brother again maybe Aljun won't be admitted to the hospital and he would not weaken and fainted. I was just so stubborn and selfish.

I continued to roam inside. I saw his picture with the jerk, hmmmp, I mean Jake, his mate. I wondered why he left that framed photo.

I opened his dresser until I stopped and my hands was trembling when I saw what's on the drawers. There, lying a neatly folded black jacket with a howling wolf imprinted. That was the same with my favorite one that I always wore everytime I went out before until my ninth birthday and it's my grandma's birthday gift for him. All this time he kept it. It's been a decade since she gave it to him, he was eight and I was nine at that time.

My eyes became heavy with tears. It was the second time we begged our parents to meet us again and the worst time ever happened in my life.

I took the jacket out from the drawer and slowly unfolded. I sat down on the edge of the bed to kept my trembling body from falling and I cried hard but kept myself  not to hear me as I hugged the faded piece of cloth.

I cried a lot but I suppressed my own cry to the world as I covered my mouth with the jacket. My grief no one should know. It was all my fault every time I asked my parents there was always something bad happened.

10 yrs ago(Part 1)

"Mama, can I meet Aljun again?" I asked my mom on the phone. It was my ninth birthday and Aljun's eighth birthday. Aljun was sick so my parents just called me on the phone to greet me a happy birthday, usually it was either my mama or papa who will go to my grandmother's house to celebrate my birthday but they won't make it. It's okay, I don't want them to leave Aljun. My papa was a pack warrior of the Blue Moon Pack and there's a trait from the rogues that they will attract the pack anytime soon so they trained so hard for the upcoming war.