CHAPTER 13

Nathan's POV:

"So yea. That's currently my life at present. Getting bullied and living my life as the bullied girl, as Samuel's twin.

I am speechless. How could people treat a 12 year old that way? I am staring at the ground. Extremely pissed off.

I look from the corner of my eyes that Samantha is getting nervous. The silence around us is making her nervous.

But I don't know what to do. I have never been in these kind of situations ever.

So I do what comes to my mind first and what I feel she needs the most.

A hug.

So I hug her out of nowhere. She is definitely shocked by my actions.

I hug her tightly and order her softly, "Cry."

"Huh?" She whispers softly. Confusion clear in her voice.

I tighten the hug and tell her, "Cry out your emotions, Samantha. Cry out what you are feeling. I am not going to judge you. Nor am I going to say anything to you. I promise."

That seemed to have been the last straw as she soon began pouring her heart out. She sniffs at first and slowly I can feel tears on my jacket.

I pat her back in a soothing manner.

Sniffs. Silent cries. Shaking.

That's all I can say about Samantha's correct state. I never expected her to feel like this. Heck I never even expected her to be bullied this badly.

I look down at her and see her vulnerable state. She is clutching onto my shirt. It's almost like her life depends on my shirt. She is slightly shaking as well. And silently sniffing.

I hug her tightly to let her know that I won't go. She seems to have got the message and clutches even harder.

I put my chin on top of her head and try to think of ways to make her feel better.

She soon begins to whisper stuff while she is crying, "I nev-" Sobs "meant to be a nuisance to anyone." Sobs again. "Why do they need to be so cruel to me about it?" She cries even more and hides her head in my chest.

I hold her face and make her look at me.

Her eyes. My favorite thing about her. Forest green eyes. When we were kids, they always used to glow.

And now, they are filled with tears. With pain, betrayal and agony.

I get closer to her. I grab the back of her head and put my forehead against her. I whisper slowly to her. Almost inaudible.

"I love you."

She widens her eyes.

I continue, "You are a great person. I love you for that. You are a great friend. I love you for that. You are a great daughter. I love you for that. You are a great sister and i love you for that. You are a great human being and I love you for that."

She smiles at me and whispers quietly, "Thank you."

I smile at her.

"Hey I was wondering" She begins all of a sudden. She is looking down.

"Hm?"

"I was wondering if it's okay to stay like this for a bit more" She asks me shyly and looks at me with anticipation.

I chuckle.

She blushes out of embarrassment and looks away.

I give her a head butt and say, "Sure dummy."

She gives me a weak smile.

I decide to lay on the ground and spread my arms open. Sam chuckles seeing this and puts her head on top of my chest.

I run my fingers through her brown hair. Silky long brown hair to be more specific.

As I continue to this, I think about how much she has changed.

To be honest, she has changed a lot.

She is not that girl who always laughed. She no longer has that bright smile. Her forest green eyes aren't that lively anymore. Those orbs aren't filled with mischief and happiness anymore.

And honestly speaking I miss those.

I sigh inwardly to myself.

I look down and see that she has fallen asleep.

She looks so peaceful now. And broken.

I wonder if Samuel knows about this. About this Samantha. About how his other half has been suffering.

As far as I know Samantha, the chances of Samuel knowing it is very low. Should I tell him or should I convince Samantha to tell him? I think I will go with the latter.

After all, I can't be there to look after her all the time. Samuel is gonna be there though. They are literally inseparable.

I chuckle at the thought and remember how attached they are to each other.

I look at the time and see that it's 3:45 pm. Almost 4 pm.

Wow. I was really out for a long time.

I wanted to meet the Blades. Instead I got to meet the real Samantha.

Not gonna lie it was surprising to see the real her but I am glad she opened up atleast a bit. God knows for how long she had been holding on to it to herself.

Suddenly I feel tired and feel my eyes closing.

Before I realize, the darkness has already consumed me temporarily.