RedCeiling

[Completed]:
Volume 1: Loss of a firm hold.

[Upcoming]:
Volume 2: Intertwined fingers.

[Excerpt]:
"I think I love you," I told him. The feeling of wanting to be with him for the rest of the time started the day he first visited me at the orphanage.

"You do, and I love you too." Then he walked nearer, "Promise me it'll be the two of us," he asked.

"Promise." 

But was that really possible? "I'm technically your sister," I said. We were old enough to understand certain things.

"Adopted." He stressed. "What I asked them was I wanted to you be with me forever. There will be no one to point on that," he said. Were things really that simple? But listening him say them was all I needed.
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I found out that I was pregnant almost a fortnight ago and which woman does not be happy? I wanted to tell him first and I did. But the reaction he gave made me doubt my entire life. First it was a surprise and then, as I waited for his response, I watched his eyes become happy. But before he smiled, a very small and indecipherable frown appeared and he hugged me tight not giving me a chance to read his face anymore. His breathing was quick and heavy. After he released me, I took in the smile on his face; only, I didn't know if I should call it a smile. All there was in his eyes was a hue of sadness.

"What's wrong?" I questioned him directly. His face changed once again. He seemed troubled.

"Nothing," he smiled and added that he was happy.

"You're not," I stated. He is not a fool to think that I would not know when something is wrong. And he would be more wrong to think that I would let this slip.
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“Look at me.” I said calmly. He shifted his head but still avoided my eyes. I walked up to him and put my eyes in his line of sight.

“Don’t you know what I mean ‘every day’?”

He took a quick step back. “Jessie, what’s wrong? Why are you like this?” What’s wrong?

An ear piercing sound rang through the room. I slapped hard across the face. Then I noticed that I started crying. Through my blurry eyes, I saw his eyes tearing up too. This was yet another unpleasant first. The first time I was forced to slap him.
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“Are you okay?” I asked him lifting my head to see his face. His chin rested on my head and I still did not have a proper look. I tried to move my head slowly in another attempt, but he held me tight, not letting me move. Was he still crying? Perhaps that was why he did not like me seeing him.

When we were kids and something troubled him, he used to find me to let it out. Crying was included sometimes. He did not hide his tears back then. Because, boys did not particularly cry in front of their girls, I questioned him how he saw this once. It was a playful teasing that I aimed at. But, he gave me a serious and truthful confession in return. Mentally I am the stronger one and he told me that crying in front of me never felt like he was lowering himself. That was his level of acceptance.

But everything he is doing now is in a stark controversy to my beliefs.

He spoke after calming himself more, “I’m not.”

[Target Audience]:
This story has 3 volumes. From the name, it is not odd that this is totally based on love. The first volume is a little tragic, the reason why it is under realistic fiction. If tragic romance upsets you, then this might as well.

**[UNEDITED]**
I didn't proof read all the parts. But I usually keep an eye to check for mistakes as I write. So hopefully there are not too many of them. Will be editing soon.

Struggle Of Love

Today morning I woke up late. Too late. And that is very unlikely of me. But since four months I turned out to be a heavy sleeper.


After a little while when I went to our dining table, breakfast was ready. It was warm enough to not microwave. It tasted very good. Hana sis must have made it. While I am at my food I checked my phone that was just beside on the table. One notification was in and it said about breakfast, a text from brother.


Not knowing what to do, after watching some news on TV, I decided I would study some.


It was lunch in no time. The bell went off. I jumped off my study chair and opened the door. Brother, or I will just call him Kai, came in. He was always home for lunch. He would prepare some lunch quickly while Hana would eat at the canteen at her workplace.


"Um, I was studying... I didn't really see the time," Sai says with a hint of apology in his tone, not catching the actual question of his brother.


"Sai. You are not obligated. It was just a yes or no. Have you eaten was all I wanted to know." The elder brother said. But the younger had a feeling of obligation. It never creeped into his mind before his brother got engaged, when their family consisted only of them. But with Hana in the picture, his brother had his own family. A family that was different from his. Somewhere in the slit, he felt he was an extra person now, especially with the doubtful existence of a rift between him and his elder sibling. But he never felt completely lonely. He knew he was who his brother prioritised.


Whenever he came home, it did not feel like just the home. It was more like his brother's. Maybe, it was not just because of Hana, but also because of him being away and staying close to his university. Money had not been the issue ever since it was just the two. So, the only way Sai thought he could do something in return for staying at his brother's was to at least help the couple with the little daily chores. And, cooking was his best.


Kai lets out a sigh, an uncommon thing for him to do. "Everything is fine with you being in your university. If it's about that, then make sure I don't find you gloomy another time." The elder brother warned the younger; he knew how to take care of his sibling.


Sai didn't say anything though he knew that his brother was oblivious to the actual reason. For him, it was still awkward and guilty to look into his brother's eyes. It was just not comfortable enough. But it was better than putting him in a dilemma of choosing between his fiancée and his younger sibling. He was thankful that his brother can never possibly have such thoughts. He was grateful to have a big brother like his. Kai left for preparing lunch.


He silently retreated to his books. He wasn't really studying but just glancing at them. He turned some more pages and found some interesting topic. He started reading it without actually giving it some concentration. Half way through the passage, his words stated making sense to him. He did not start from the beginning to understand it the right way. He just continued on with reading which now transformed to what one would call a full-fledged study session.


"Sai." Hearing no response from him, Kai called out again.


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