Is it really?

For some reasons, I kept on thinking that maybe Nathan is that kind of guy who just uses girls to get closer with the one he loves. But, I know I shouldn't think of that worst case scenario.

Well, honestly, it's benefit of the doubt anyway.

I sigh.

Looking at the window, and holding a cup of coffee Justine had bought.

This is really ridiculous.

I mean, I never thought of doing and thinking this things inside of my head. It's funny that me, a girl who's terminal ill, got a boyfriend in midnight, felt happy over something that I wasn't sure of, found out that that guy is in love with my sister and now, getting broken hearted by that.

Err, it's not really broken hearted but, at least, gets pissed and sad.

However, there's Justine.

My one and only friend.

I took the last sip on the coffee and went out. Justine had started with his radiation therapy and is now resting on his room.

I went to the convenient store on the ground. Looking for something I can offer to Justine to feel okay.

"How much is all?"

I took out my wallet after finding out the total and went outside holding a big plastic of goods. If only I can go to the supermarket and know how to cook some porridge, I would do that for Justine.

"Herra!"

I turned to face Nathan, running to me with also some goods. I smiled, trying to erase what Justine and I saw that night.

"You're out." He said when he reach me.

"Yes, as you can see."

He's catching his breathe but he took the bag I was carrying and smiled at me. His gestures made me skip a beat.

"You don't have to carry that." I said.

"I need to, my girl's hand is about to get broken, you know." Then he laugh, laughing on his ridiculous thought.

I smirked and clicked the button to floor where we are heading at the elevator. We stayed quiet. No one speaks nor tries to talk about something until we reached my ward.

We stop in front and stick my gaze to the floor and to the plastic bag. "That was for Justine." I tried to take the bag but he refused and walks to Justine's ward.

We can sense both that there's something we needed to talk about. Like, some other couple whom reached the stage where they started to fall apart. It's funny that I referred 'us' a 'couple' when in fact, it's just a ridiculous invitation to something I haven't been.

I shrug my shoulder, and walked after him.

"Justine, just had his first therapy?" He asked after putting down the bags.

I nodded and one by one arrange the goods I bought without looking at him.

"I had to put this to your room." He said, sounding like he was asking for permission.

I still didn't give him any glance and just go, "Hmm."

I heard him sighed and closed the door.

Feya, is a smart girl. A beauty with brains. Ever since grade school, when we go to school at the same time, few guys have been waiting for her with a bouquet of flower in their hands and letters of their confession. There had been time during Valentine's Day, where we had classes, she had a bunch of chocolate, stuffed toys, letters and flowers that overflowed in her locker. It was envious. But never did I thought that today, I will be stealing one of those guys.

She had been my dad's favorite girl, winning lots of trophies, medals and crowns. She's an excellent girl whom my dad promised to transfer lot of shares in his company when she turned eighteen. And he did.

I had been always the black sheep in the family.

And that is fine with me.

"You're thinking so deep."

"Tsk."

I sat down beside Justine, and rolled my eyes.

"You're awake."

"No, I'm sleep talking."

I glared at him and took my phone so we can take a picture. When we're done, I posted it on my instagram account with a caption of "GWS"

"I can see that you're thinking about your sister and Nathan."

I shook my head and leaned to the wall.

"Why are you making up an issue?"

He laughs.

"I guess, it's only me getting hurt by that."

"What do you even mean this time?"

He waved his hand, stood up from laying down, and took the food I was holding.

"You're not allowed to eat that, Just." I said, protesting and quickly took the food away from him which he frowned and acted like he was crying.

I laughed. "It's not going to work for me."

"Herra."

We both turned to face Nathan calling me from the open door and smiling at me.

"Oh, Nathan, you're here." Justine said, fixing himself.

Nathan walked up to the bed and sat down on the opposite side I was sitting. It was a damn hell of awkward moment so I tried to open the television. Upon opening it, Feya, knocked on the door.

This is exactly what I was thinking.

"Just got home?" I asked her.

She walks up to where Nathan is, while holding a bunch of fruits. Justine said thank you to her and she sat down. Beside Nathan.

"Yep. My vacation had started."

"That's good. Did you call mom?"

"I only texted her. She's on taping."

I just nodded as a response. I never knew that talking like this with her would sounded like there's a tension between us. She shrug off her shoulder and looked at the television.

"Awkward." Justine whispered to me.

Yes, it is. Super. I want to go back to my room and sleep instead.

"How's the therapy?" She faced Justine.

Justine cleared his throat and said, "It's good. It feels damn good." And laughed so awkward.

She just nodded. "Nathan have been coming to your room lately." She said. I don't know what is she talking about, so Justine just nodded and I ignored.

"Of course, Herra is here." Nathan answered.

"Stay away from Herra, you bullshit." My sister said after flicking Nathan's forehead that's turned red just now.

Nathan acted like he was about to punch her but my sister glared at him that made him free the clenched fist and caressed her hair.

"Be thankful I don't hit woman."

"Thanks but no thanks."

"You're getting into my nerve!"

"Wow! So you're pissed?"

"I wouldn't say no!"

"Come on, punch me!"

Both Justine's eyes and mine are watching them fight. They didn't stop and even stood up to get on each other's nerve.

On that moment, I thought that we puffed somewhere and only them exists in the world. That the only thing they can think of is them. Not knowing that there's two younger people watching their small fight.

It's ridiculous that I was watching my man having cat fight with my sister, that sounded very much like of couple having fight over the remote control. It was very much a like or is it really that happening?

Justine cleared his throat once again that made them stop. I looked at the television and post an emotionless face in front of them.

"You two looked like having a LQ." Justine said laughing.

"No way, I won't date this bullshit." My sister said, she stood up pointing Nathan while her hands is on her waist.

"Wow! I won't date you too!" Nathan tsk-ed.

I giggled. Not because of the show, definitely not because of my own mind but because they thought that they would date each other. That kind of defense sounded like "of course" to me. And that's sad.

I stood up, "I forgot I ordered Pizza." I said before walking to the door without looking at them, trying to escape them.

"Wait up!"

I didn't wait. I kept on walking until I reach the elevator and soon after closed before Nathan would get on.