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

"I'm going guys," I told them. "College tomorrow?" Ai asked. "I will be back." I said as I closed the door to our room.


After an hour I reached the cozy restaurant Jessy decided for us to meet up. It is named Axil cafe but it was more of a restaurant, possibly a hotel. As soon as I entered, I was greeted by Ton and Jessy. Ton soon stood and we hugged. Though we have a day difference in our times in this world, we are still the twins of our group. As broke the hug, I caught Jessy's angry eyes looking at me. God, what did I ever do to this woman?


"What is it Jessy? Why are you being so mean?" I could have taken this treatment for a little longer but why should I when I can as well end it here if possible? She was never more worse to me. She was the least friendly person. But, still she has her own place to fill amongst us.


She only turned her head away. But after few seconds, she spoke again as I took my seat beside Ton who was still standing. "May will be here soon. It will be appreciated if you keep calm and not talk things with her."


We ignored him. He did miss out on certain details because he only knew from me and I decided to skip some information to my benefit.


"Really, what did she say this time? You always believe her when she tells on me. You know how very rude I can be." I said sarcastically, she was the cold one. This is, in fact the rudest I have ever been in all my life; and nope, I'm not exaggerating. I don't even talk as much as the others and last time May had told her that I was being 'very rude' to her. I could not believe it but later I had to. After all, her determination to get rid of me is something that would not fade away, until when - I don't know.


"She said nothing. Just stay away from her."


"Look, I do what I want to." Just as I said that, James walked towards us and I gestured Ton who still looked pretty confused, to just sit. James better doesn't find anything out of normal. Right now, he has become my priority rather than May. But I don't have a proper reasoning for my worry lately; something is terribly wrong is what my intuition tells me. I took some steps towards him as he walked around the table to me.


"Sai!" He smiled cheerfully and we hugged.


"I'm fine kid." He calls us that. Ton and me. It isn't funny though. He sure is times more matured than we would be in the next few years. Anyone would know that by seeing how kind he is to everyone. The pitiable thing though is that he is partnered with Jessie. Though is unusually caring and good towards him, I can't help but be biased. Everything is mutual, after all.


"Oh, and I just ordered. Let's sit," he continued.


Ton thankfully started explaining us what he has been up to. Apparently, he has become a game developer. He used to hack our accounts when we were younger. In point of fact, he had been a reckless gamer all along. Taking away the other player's controls, over-clocking computers and not caring about their permitted voltages as long as he was faster enough to win the game were his favourite pass times. His pocket money would often go into replacing hardware that he damaged by taking full control of the systems. He loved the computers enough to sit with them for considerable time unlike any of the rest of us.


The Reunion