《Does it even matter?》 The Truth (pt 1 of 2) ¡°Why do you keep on digging?¡± The boy asked the girl. However, the girl did not respond. She just kept on digging¡­ and digging¡­ The sound of the shovel made the guy¡¯s ears hurt. ¡®Why is she doing this? She¡¯ll only tire herself. And besides¡­¡¯ The boy thought. The girl stare at the guy as if she just heard what he said a few heartbeats ago. She fixed her hair and then stared at his deep dark eyes. ¡°I deserve to know the truth.¡± Those words saddened him. He knew that if the girl found out, she would forget why she even loved him in the first place. It is something that she must not know. Besides, if she did knew, ¡®It wouldn¡¯t do her any good.¡¯ He thought. ¡°You wouldn¡¯t like what you¡¯re about to see¡­¡± He told the girl as he is trying to hide his true feelings behind his normal voice. He wanted to cry to make her stop. But tears won¡¯t come out of his eyes. He wanted to scream. But that would wake the whole neighbourhood. ¡°Everything about us would change¡­¡± ¡°I want to do this.¡± She said as the made another glimpse at the half-moon above their heads. It was only the two of them in that dark place. Only the flashlight, moon and the stars were lighting the two of them. ¡°Aren¡¯t you happy? With what we already have?¡± He asked. Memories of last month came back to him. When he felt so alive that his long awaited love came back to him. All these years, he thought he¡¯d never see her again. Until she came back on the hospital for him. This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. The way she smiled on their first date, what they ate, what they talked about, where they went¡­ everything. She pretended not to hear a thing. She continued her digging. ¡°You told me you love me¡­ and I do¡­¡± He wanted to cry. ¡°I do love you¡­¡± He wanted to tell her, ¡°Aren¡¯t those words enough? Aren¡¯t my actions enough proof?¡± He did not know what to feel. Whether he wanted to be angry or he wanted to plead her to stop. And he knows that he is running out of time. ¡°Please¡­. Stop¡­¡± ¡°I deserve to know.¡± As she continued to dig, her shovel hit something hard. She knelt on the ground and shoved the dirt with her hands. After a few seconds, it revealed a coffin. She didn¡¯t gave it a second thought when she decided to open it. She didn¡¯t gave the guy enough time to convince her to stop. When she opened it, she found the guy¡¯s body. In his funeral attire. Same face, same body. ¡°You¡­ You¡¯re already¡­¡± The girl said. When she looked up, the guy was still there. ¡°Aren¡¯t you¡­¡± ¡°That¡¯s my twin. My little brother.¡± And even when he hated to say it. He knew that he had to. ¡°Your boyfriend.¡± The Truth Behind the Truth pt 2 Kevin loved his twin little brother, Kenneth, more than anything. They played together. Went to school together. But they were separated when they graduated from high school due to their family issues. They haven¡¯t seen each other for two years. But they kept the distance small through texts messages and phone calls. Until Kenneth had an accident. He was hit by a motorcycle driver who happened to be drunk. The accident paralyzed his legs and could no longer stand. ¡°I¡¯m not sure If were to be glad with what happened to me.¡± Kenneth said to his big brother who¡¯s sitting on his side. Kenneth¡¯s room was filled with books, comic books, manga¡¯s, anime figurines, and stuff. All of his trophies from high school basketball leagues and medals from elementary were stripped off. ¡°And why? You couldn¡¯t play basketball anymore¡­ after all your hard work to get into the varsity team¡­¡± Kevin said with a sad voice. ¡°You know¡­¡± Kenneth scoffed. ¡°I¡¯ll trade basketball, those cheering girls, and being¡­ eherm¡­. being the captain ball¡­ to be with you.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t you think that sounds gay?¡± The two of them stared intently at each other like a high school couple who¡¯s just found their first love. Then the two burst out of laughter. It was the same laughter that they both had when they were tricking other people from who¡¯s who. ¡°So¡­ What have you been up to lately?¡± ¡°I¡¯m glad you asked.¡± Kenneth then took his laptop. ¡°I¡¯m playing this online game and I met this girl. She wanted to meet me. But you know that I can¡¯t.¡± ¡°You want me to meet up with her as you, right?¡± He knew how his little brother¡¯s brain works. ¡°Exactly.¡± And thus, they arranged a meeting. Kevin met up with this girl named Cecille. A short pale girl with long pony tailed hair. Small squinted eyes matched with small red lips. With just a single look, his heart was taken away instantly. Like the virginity of the fans of a certain writer. ¡°Hey, hey¡­. I just upgraded my +9 Emberghauerl to +10. I actually thought that it would break¡­ but damn¡­. DAMN¡­!!! I was soooooooo lucky that day.¡± Cecille said as she took a bite from her burger. ¡°Ahhh¡­ yeahh. Nice¡­. Ember¡­garwearsdl¡­¡± Kevin just sipped his cola. He has no clue whatsoever about the game that his brother plays. ¡°Oh¡­ right. You said that no ¡®Lost Utopia¡¯ stuff. I¡¯m sorry. I just wanted to talk about the game with you¡­¡± That made her sad. ¡°That¡¯s where I met you¡­ so it¡¯s kinda sad that we¡¯re not going to talk about it¡­¡± ¡°Ohhh¡­ I know..!¡± He thought of a clever lie. ¡°Tell me everything about it like I¡¯m a beginner.¡± He gave a smile. ¡°That¡¯s weird¡­. But okay..¡± She smiled. Thus, they talked¡­ and talked. About the game. About their lives. About what they want in the future. And finally¡­. When to meet next. He was so lost in her eyes that he almost forgot that it is not him that she wants to be with. But with his little brother. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. ¡°What happened?¡± Kenneth asked. ¡°You know, we ate. Talked. And yeah, she¡¯s cute like on her profile picture.¡± ¡°Really?¡± ¡°Why don¡¯t you go see for yourself?¡± ¡°You know that I can¡¯t¡­¡± ¡°You want me to do your dirty work? You know, I don¡¯t have a girlfriend. I might fall for her.¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay if it¡¯s you¡­¡± ¡°Look.¡± Kevin placed his hands on Kenneth¡¯s shoulders. ¡°It does matter. Your eyes says it all.¡± ¡°She¡¯s online now¡­ just go to your room you douche.¡± ¡°Okay, okay.¡± ¡°You better meet up with her again.¡± ¡°Okay..¡± Somewhat, it didn¡¯t felt right. That he felt happy that Kenneth wanted him to meet Cecille again. They continued to meet. Until¡­ ¡°Do you have a girlfriend..?¡± Cecille asked as they were walking on a park. ¡°I don¡¯t. But I¡¯m still not planning on having one.¡± ¡°Oh¡­ that¡¯s rare. Have you tried milking your dick once?¡± Cecille smirked. ¡°That¡¯s¡­. sexual harassment you know.¡± ¡°Okay¡­ let me try another question.¡± She stopped walking. ¡°Do you have a boyfriend?¡± ¡°Want me to kiss you right now?¡± ¡°HAH, GAY!!!!¡± Kevin kissed Cecille. He felt as if the world stopped. Like there weren¡¯t any people around. That they were instantly teleported to a world where time and space did not exist. Just the two of them. Placing their lips upon each other. ¡°Idiot¡­.¡± Cecille said. ¡°You better marry me now¡­ you just took my first kiss¡­¡± ¡°Marry? I haven¡¯t even asked you to be my girlfriend yet.¡± He smiled. When Kenneth found out about it, he slit his wrist. And left his ¡®Why did he do it?¡¯ Kevin asked himself while he is taking a last glimpse on his brother¡¯s dead body inside a white coffin. ¡®It¡¯s his fault. Not mine. I told him to meet her directly. I didn¡¯t agreed to meet her in the first place. Look at what happened.¡¯ Kevin did not shed a single tear. No. He didn¡¯t even get a single cold pain in his chest. Instead, he felt joy. For he has no one to share with his loved one. And because of that girl, he forgot all about his dreams. He just wanted to spend time with her. But after a few days. When he was with Cecille, he bumped into his friend. ¡°Hey, Kevin.¡± His friend called out to him. Kevin pretended not to notice. But his friend is an idiot who doesn¡¯t take no for an answer. ¡°Kevin!¡± He said as he ran towards him. ¡°Just because you¡¯re with a girl, that doesn¡¯t mean that you can just ignore me.¡± ¡°Why is he calling you Kevin, Kenneth?¡± Cecille said. ¡°Kenneth? Didn¡¯t he just died a week ago?¡± Kevin¡¯s friend said. Please like my fb page: https://m.facebook.com/ScirnoYerseInyernoXD/ Mother Would be Angry http:/ Mother Would Be Angry Pick one," My step-mother said, "and be quick about it." "I want the pink one," I said as I looked up to her. She was tall. Dad said that she was taller than my real mom, and way prettier. "I want the pink one," I said again as I tugged her office suit. She sighed. It could be seen in her face that she was irritated as she rolled her deep brown eyes. Like every time she saw me. My step-mother hated me. Every part of me. But she never said it. She just stared at me like she wanted to eat me alive. "There isn''t a pink one, my dear." She then took a yellow umbrella from the rack. It had cat ears on it when I opened it. "Make do with this," she said wlithout smiling. "Thank you, Jane," I said as I hugged her with my new umbrella inl hand. ______________________________________L______________ "Really? Your step-mom gave you a gift?" Stephen asked. "What is it, Helen?" "This!" I took my new cat umbrella from my bag and opened it. "Ta-da~" Stephen looked at me with disappointment. "That''s it?" "Uh-huh." I hugged my umbrella. "That''s no gift. He said as he smirked. "She bought that because it was raining outside. I mean, there''s a typhoon! It seems like there''s no end to it!" "Take it back! My mom bought it to me ''cuz she loves me!" I said, tears nearly dropping in my eyes. "No! Your step-mother doesn''t love you! She''s not even your real mother!" That was when I couldn''t hold it any longer. My tears fell from my eyes as I cried out loud. It was so loud that our teacher heard us. "Of course, I love you, my sweet little thing. Don''t cry." It was the first time I saw Jane smile at me. "Don''t listen to that Stephen, okay?" She patted my head lightly. "Jane loves you, okay? And we may not be blood related, but our hearts are connected." After realizing what she just said, Jane blushed. "What am I saying to an eight year-old child? Anyways, should I get you a pink one, instead? A brand new one? It seems to be a bit broken after you hit him with that umbrella." She laughed. "No!" I said as hugged it. "This is what Jane gave to me," I said as I was about to cry again. "Jane''s gift is this yellow cat. I don''t want anything else. Jane gave me this," I told her. "Okay." Jane smiled. "I won''t take it from you." And after that, I always took my umbrella with me. May it be raining or not. Jane also started to smile at me after that incident. Jane loved me. I felt so happy. One day, it was raining really hard. The black clouds started gathering, painting the sky in black. The thundered roared together with the loud beating of my heart. Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! The trees were dancing in the tune of the hard wind that passed them. It was cold. Really cold. "I want to go home," I told myself as I stared at the never ending rain from the window of my classroom. "Jane''s taking awhile. She said that she''d take me home." As impatient as I was, I walked outside the room to go home by my own. "I have my umbrella, so no worries." I said to no one as smiled and hummed a random tune. I opened my umbrella when I was finally outside the gate of the school. "Bye bye, Mr.Policeman," I said as I waved at Mr.Policeman "I''m just a Security Guard!" he said. Mr. Police always made the funniest jokes. Like him not being a Policeman. I laughed at him. "Come back here! You can''t go outside on your own!" He said as he grabbed me by my arm. "Jane said we''ll meet at the donut shop near the mall," I lied. "I don''t want her to wait." "Be careful then." Mr.Policeman said with his worried face. Like the time she saw me petting a dog. He''s always kind. I walked on my way home. "I can''t wait to go home today. I''ll play lots and lots with Jane and Doggy tomorrow! They said that there won''t be classes tomorrow because of the typhoon! Yaaay!" After I rejoiced, my cat umbrella was taken by the hard and sharp wind. "Heeeeeyyyy! Waiiitt! Give it back!" I ran to chase the umbrella that flew away. "Jane gave it to me! Give it back!" But the wind never answered. It just fell quiet. The wind probably understood what I said and placed the umbrella on the ground. I ran toward it to get the umbrella. And before I knew it, there was a huge truck running towards me. Loud sounds were heard. But I just stood there, frozen. Black. The rain was black. I thought. Oh, it was red. The rain was red. Or was it me that was red? The umbrella? Where was it? I tried to move my body but I couldn''t. It hurts so much. Every part of me. But I could move my head. "Jane?" I said as I saw her. She was lying next to me. Did she dye her hair red? "You look good in that look, Jane," I told her. She was still sleeping though. Why was she sleeping here? In the middle of the road? My body hurt. Every part of me. And I couldn''t move. I was feeling dizzy. My eyes, they were closing on their own. "Hurry! We have a kid here! She can still make it!" A guy said who was wearing a funny costume. "How about the other one?" Another guy who was wearing the same strange costume said. He held Jane''s wrist. "No pulse. We lost her. Lost? But Jane''s just here...? I thought. "Sir, have you seen my umbrella?" I asked him. "The yellow cat umbrella? Jane gave it to me?" I looked on my right. "Oh." It was already crushed. "Mother would be angry...." And then I smiled. "No. Jane won''t. Jane loves me lots. And we''ll play lots and lots when we get home."