Well it's yet another boring week starting and it's your girl Artie....wait. sorry. mistake.
Okay I can't concentrate anymore I'm now at school having a lesson on Micheal Angelo in Mr. D's art class and all I can think of is what Panny said, yeah I know it's too early to call him by that nickname but it's just that it feels right and I feel extremely comfortable around him like he's another M. We've been getting along fine for the past three days and Mum loves it.
The days have been going really fast and today is Tuesday and Thursday is just around the corner. I know you are wondering why I don't want it to come. Well I'm going to tell a real story and not a folklore like what Panny has been telling us.
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So it all started four to three years ago, at that time we were a perfect family. Dad was working at a well known law firm in the UK and Mum owned her own line of florist shops. We were rich, comfortable and happy.
M and I had a friend who lived a few houses away from ours and every Saturday we'll go there to play video games or just ride our bikes and it was a normal routine unless one of us is sick then we'll stay home.
You know when you are bellow the age of fourteen and you are going out, your parents will warn you not to take sweets, rides and normal things from strangers right well Mum and Dad used to do that a lot but hey, who were we to defy that besides we were obedient children.
One day M signs up for soccer and so he started going for soccer practice on Saturdays. That means I was going to my friends place alone. I would walk by the blue houses wearing a blue sweater and blue jeans so I could camouflage with the walls, we were in an estate designed with colors on every lane, this was going on for weeks with no one noticing me.
(I thought that even worked but I was soo wrong)
One faithful Saturday uncle Siles, dad's older brother spotted me.
'Hey cutie do you need a ride?' asked uncle Siles.
'Mummy said I shouldn't ride with outsiders.' said my twelve year old self.
'But I'm your uncle I'm no outsider'
'I think I can consider it. I'm going to my friend's house on the next street so it's not far.'
'Hope in let's go.'
The next thing I know he's driving right past the house. I told him and he said we were going over to his place, I wasn't bothered because I loved going to uncle Siles' place it was huge and it was on the other side of the estate wasn't really far from our home so I didn't object.
When we arrived we played video games on Mike's PlayStation, his sixteen year old son, we had fun. This went on for weeks and then I stopped going to my friends house. I didn't tell anyone because it was between Uncle Siles and I.
Until one day he said we should swim instead of playing, I didn't have a swimsuit. He told me I could swim in my underwear and well I did. Then after he said he'll towel me and well he saw me naked I didn't have a problem with it but it started to get weird.... Weeks went and he started to molest me. I didn't know how to tell anyone. It went on for a year.
Fast forward he started to do things to me I didn't understand but one thing I'm grateful for is he didn't rape me
As I grew up I started to fall into depression and anxiety, my family didn't understand why, I saw various shrinks but I never opened up and well they started to give up.
Until Uncle Siles placed a hot rod on my back which penetrated my skin and punctured my left lung. He took me to a doctor friend who just patched me up, no antibiotics or proper treatment. The pain became unbearable, I started having difficulty breathing so I told Arthur to take me to the local hospital one day after school.
The doctor did some tests and then told me to get an X-ray. When he saw the X-ray chart he said the hole that was created was allowing air to pass through my lungs but not letting it out so my left lung had collapsed and was putting pressure on my heart therefore my heart could not pump blood normally.
So I was hospitalised, my parents were called and well a lot happened I was on a waiting list for three months for a lung, that lung failed me and I had to come back again. I waited for six months and I got a perfect lung but my heart was failing bit by bit as well. The depression wasn't helping either and my family wanted to know how my lung got punctured, eventually I told M everything and definitely he told mum and dad, dad was heartbroken he started to withdraw from the family, uncle Siles got arrested. I had to wait a year for a new heart but I got one just four months ago and well I got out of the hospital recently.
I don't show my sadness or the fact that I was physically and sexually abused. That's why dad started drinking, quit his job and why we moved to mum's hometown in Brazil . End of story.
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After school Code and I decided to go out for ice cream because I felt off. The closest ice cream shop was three blocks away from school so we decided to walk there and return for Code's car later.
The walk was okay, it felt as if I've known Code all my life, we had a lot in common which was crazy just the fact I support GOT7 and he BTS. We spoke about kpop and movies we loved and wished we acted in. We finally got to the ice cream shop and Code went to get our orders. I was having a mental battle on matchmaking Code and M so I decided to ask him what he thinks of M. Since Code was really open about his sexuality it was totally not going to be awkward.
A few minutes later, Code arrived with vanilla and strawberry with coconut shavings for himself and dark chocolate and chocolate chip with extra chocolate ball toppings for me obviously.
"So Cody. I've been seeing the way you've been looking at my twin and it's been really bothering me. What are your intentions towards M and on a real note don't beat about the bush...."