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 wanted to get out of this place soon and go to Kai's place. But considering the others that were around, I didn't say anything, simply walked to the other side of the bed and sat there. Just then, someone quickly knocked twice on our door, emergency quite evident in the sound of the wood. After taking a glance around our room, Ton walked towards the door and opened it slightly. He turned and looked at James, then opened the door wider.


"Hey," May's tensed voice was heard followed by her footsteps as she entered. What did she need? As I looked her walking up to James, I saw her halt abruptly before reaching him faster. "James? What's wrong? You're crying. . ." she trailed off. I whisked my head to look at him and I confirmed he was indeed crying with calm tear drops silently dropping on his hands, his head hanging downward.


"What did you do?" May directed the question at Ton and me with a dangerous and controlling voice. I did not dare to look at her, let alone give her an answer.


Ton glanced at me before answering, "Talking about some boy things."


"Like?" Her voice did not tone down at all. I was in a stressful tension while James had to intention to tell her off. Great!


"Nothing, just reminding him how bad he's at video games."


"Fine, just ask Sai." What should I say? I snorted at the cruel timing and fate in my head as I prepared to just get the hell out of the dam place.


"Just leave it." James said just as I was about to get off the bed, his voice breaking twice within the short sentence. I did feel shameful for treating him like this. But at the moment, his kind and good heart did not appeal to me very much for it was hid behind his betrayal.


"I don't know what's wrong with you but James doesn't want me to interfere in this. I should talk with James. Go out." Sure, James held such importance with her; just one word and she would follow.


"What's so personal?" I should thank Ton, for I was curious as well.


"Something about Jess. Now leave." She said.


 As we both left the room, her glare towards me was piercing with dislike and hatred.


Once outside the room, I went to sit in the couch set in the front hall while Ton switched on the TV and then, joined me. "Sai, are you okay?" He asked.


"Hm," I grunted not wanting to respond. "I'm sorry but I had to say that when he started crying," he explained. That did shock me too. What gravity did my words really hold to have such an effect on him?


"It's okay." It was the best to leave this conversation now.


"So when do you plan on making your first move?" he asked he hugged me from the side; this clingy bastard put me in enough trouble.


"I don't know," I said, slowly loosening his hold. 


"You're upset." Does he not want to just get done already? I stayed calm again. But he continued, "We'll plan a very romantic plan!"


"Please, don't try to cheer me up. You had your reason to say all that to me. But you did mean it, I know. So, just stop talking," I said, taking my phone out to message Ao. Immediately Ton snatched it away. "I'm here talking to you, bro."


"What?" He started to irritate me on another level by now.


After a little sigh he placed my phone on the tea table before us and asked, "I didn't attend James and Jess's wedding. I missed so much. So to start with, why did they decide to get married this early?" I am here all sad about my love life while he decided to ask me about the life of those two successful lovers. I took my phone and sent a little text to Ao, 'Everything down the drain,' before placing it back on the table.


"Honestly, I didn't think we'd see you this time either. You really know whom to ask what," I scolded him.


Upset