2. My CR (Part 3)
"I think from that day onwards he started being like this." says Mr. Brick proudly as he guessed the answer.
"What do you mean by 'like this' ?" Questioned Mrs. Brick absent-mindedly.
How did you even manage of being Manger for two editing companies? With this little mind of yours? point outs himself at his not minding wife.
"Dear, or the other day when I talked to him by myself when you are eating popcorn, another day. Do you remember?" Trying hard to make her come to the point.
"Huh! That's when he announced he is learning music!! I remember."
Finally, Mr. Brick rested his eyes close in relief, sighs happily. "That day...
>>>>>>>>>>>> The enchanting melody rinsing their ears with the amusing memory which they both spent.
One fine summer day in Mr. Brick's Residence
Door knocks...
Door knocks...
Door knocks...
[After five minutes] Door knocks violently 💥💥💥💥💥
"Who the--" Ethan jumped out from his seat after hearing loud knocks on his door.
"Coming" answered while taking his headphones off. Door opens.
Can we talk? Is written on Mr. Brick's face. Not today, please Dad. That is what Ethan returned. Obviously with their sign-face language.
VeRy ImPoRtAnT Ethan. Shouts Mr. Brick's eyes. Ethan chuckles and welcomes the older in.
"So what is it, Dad?" He pays all his attention to his dad who is struggling to start a conversation. His father lightly smiles before talking.
"You-You okay?" Mr. Brick's question made Younger a little uneasy still answers evenly.
"I'm fine, what's up?" A big smile is decorated on young Ethan's face.
"I see. These days you are staying at home. Not going out even once. So your papa is a little worried for you."
"Ah?" A sudden exclamation projected Ethan's little cutey face. "It's- it's just I'm learning music. See." Opened his laptop which is closed on the table for a while. Showed his father gladly.
"You, you are learning music?" Mr. Brick was amused. Not at
"Yeah! I'm just worried that Ma will scold me if she knows I'm not studying."
"Oh come on who studies at summer vacation, dear?" Questions while raising his eyebrows all up making the younger burst into laughter. "You can tell to me. You know I hide things well, between us? Huh?" Assures Mr. Brick.
"Yes, Dad. I'm happy. But if you don't stop messing with my alarm. I'm going to..." gives a big fake punch on Mr. Brick's stomach.
In return, older fakes fall from the chair after getting a big hell punch.
Both soon started laughing at their actions.
>>>>>>>Maybe, it's the time to come out of the trance- filled Memory, they couldn't help to stay there at 'back' for quite a long time.
In the park of the LRS colony,
"Is it true?" Eria questions in revelation.
"Do you think I'm lying for half an hour, wasting my precious Sunday." asserts Ethan open-mindedly.
"Then why didn't you even make an effort to claim that you are innocent?" states firmly. Raising her voice, stood in front of Ethan for a duo talk battle.
"Tsk! Sorry, I'm not interested. It's them who believe that they shouldn't believe a guy like me. I don't meddle in suc~~"
"What the freak you are? Huh? You are lying." She spits words right into Ethan's ears in absolute disbelief.
"Why do you even ask?" questioned Ethan making the other startle, "Ha?"
"Why do you even ask when you are anyway not going to trust me? I'm leaving." Ethan finishes, made his way away from her, from the park.
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Monday,
"Ma, I'm going." says Ethan while suiting his backpack on his shoulder.
"Wait a minute~~" Mrs. Brick who just gotten dressed came out to give something but can already see her son leaving the house. "Take care." Yells. "This son." She speaks while sighing, going back to dining room, she clears the table fastly for her office.
Ahh! It's raining. Ethan who came out and already left his colony starts to regret for not checking the weather post. Huh! My dress is getting wet. Took his backpack to cover his head and began to run to school.
[Senior Secondary High School]
The carnation slowly turns into a bud... As the rain started to shower the whole city, early morning.
Ethan Pov:ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
I rushed over in this big heavy rain. It should be almost 8:20 or 8:30. I stepped inside the entrance of the school. There's no one. Last Monday everyone is circling here with all the bustle. And this Monday, today, everything is different. Security guard must be inside. I took my steps off the Avenue.
Saw a boy standing near the Main door. I cannot see his face as his face turned to another side. He's looking down at his feet.
What the hell is he doing in this rain? I walked near him. His uniform is just like mine. Not a junior. "Oii" I called him out. Still not lifting his head. I sensed something wrong with him. I moves my feet to stand before him. His name tag projects 'Noah Mathew', the black god, the Weirdo.
"Noah" I called. He is still not even budging. I looked down at his feet where his eyes were plastered.
He is looking at the flowers that were planted near aside of the Main door.
What's happening? What's wrong with him?
My eyes again fixed back towards him.
I moved him, wants him to look at me. We are drenching in the rain. I want him to come to his senses as fast as he could. But he is not even bothered about it.
I took his hand and wobbles hardly. His eyes finally lifted and glued onto mine.
"Noah! Noah! What's wrong? Noah" I'm yelling. It's when I realized. His smile is almost there for quite some time. Making me halt. "Noah! You okay?" His fingers became so soft that they might be soaked for quite a long time.
"Noah!" I strongly pulled him inside. His numb feet almost gave in after a long fight, it seems.
We sat on the chairs which were decorated the hallway. I pulled out my hand key to cleanse my wet hair. That's when he looked at me with those eyes. Doe eyes.
"What?" I firmly asked. My voice almost sounded cold. My cheeks started to heat. Probably due to the weather.
He shook his head while looking down. Pouting seriously.
"What the hell do you want?" This isn't what I wanted to say but it came on its own, and in cold tone that I never gave.
"H-hand key" pointed his thumb finger to his wet hair.
"Don't even think." I stated, continuing my work of wiping my hair.
"Ha-hachew" he sneezed. Finally, Even black god know how to sneeze.
I marched my feet to the security room. Vexed.
Noah Pov:ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
The water suddenly started to stream on me. Making the road of the Avenue wet. The smell of the soil so eminently spread all over the entrance. The flowers are drenching while the buds are crooking through the spurt.
It made my feet stay stiff for further moving. My head is no longer in my control. For a second, it all felt different. A sudden strange feeling rushed over me.
The soft pitter-patter raindrops soon flourished into prodigious. The sound echoed in my head on repeat.
"Noah" I heard someone speaking. Still, my eyes were fixed on these flowers. Don't know the reason. It feels like my body is dead with my brain.
My body is got shaken hardly by someone. My hands felt warm in this cold disconcerting lash down. I get disturbed. My body loosens up. My wet eyebrows stairs up on their way to capture the liberator.
"Noah! Noah! What's wrong? Noah" he is shouting. His voice sounded like lyrics in this rain. I unknowingly liked it. My lips curved up to smile. My body is not anymore as numb as it was.
"Noah! You okay?" Do you think it will be okay if you going to call me like this? That too by my name? "Noah" again called out before taking my hand in his, pulling in with him.
I saw him wiping his wet hair. That's when I glanced at his and my uniform which were soaked thoroughly. This is the first day where I'm in my new uniform after a long time. I'm not having a hand key. I stared at him, hopefully.
"What?" He asked with a red tint on his cheeks. I nod 'Nothing' and make my eyes their way back to my feet. I'm all wet. I'm all wet. I'm all wet.
"What the hell do you want?" rudely he asked.
"H-hand key" I pointed my finger to his wet hair which he is drying his hair with.
"Don't even think." as guessed he answered. He walked away, inside to some room.
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No one Pov:ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
Ethan walked out of the room with a serviette/napkin. His face managed to shout that he is done and is in irritation.
"Here" he handled it to the Younger who is sneezing and pouting.
Ethan just became a victim to Noah's shiny and lovely eyes who took the napkin gladly. After a few seconds, he observed the younger who is having difficulty in drying his hair.
God, what the hell he is even doing? I'm going to lose my temper if he continues. Ethan thinks boldly as he is getting disturbed by Noah's elbow which is nudging his shoulder in attempt to dry his hair.
"Huh! From when humans started to dry like that?" took the napkin from the younger's hand and started wiping, helping. Noah was surprised for a second at the sudden gesture. His lips did not avert to hide its smile.
"Don't think to get sick yourself to get away. You are our CR now. You should take care of us well." Ethan states sternly.
Noah whose head is wrapped around by the napkin unable to budge. "Got it, My CR?" asks Ethan who bent to the younger's face, keeping the napkin on beside a chair.
Noah's eyes fixed on the elders. They stayed exactly like that for a while until...
"Yeah!! What are you both doing?" a voice interrupted them both. In order to capture the owner of the voice they made their eyes to the path from where the voice came from. "Lian?" Ethan abruptly speaks. Paralysis by sudden stares at them.
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