Estrella; where it all began.
I heard you
He fingered the picture frame that laid in his hands..
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Alicia, alicia,
my dear alicia,
would you be my demolition lover?
if i send you a rose flower?
"BOO!"
I stood up with a jolt.
Gerard laughed. I let out a sigh of relief.
"Still thinking about her, aint cha?"
"Oh shut up."
"WOO! Mikey's in love..."
I placed the picture frame neatly on the wardrobe.
I looked at her for one last time before turning back.
"And why are you here, Mr Gerard? Barging in without knocking?" I placed both my hands on my waist, demanding an answer.
"Uh-oh. Mikey's angry! I'm scared!"
Gerard mocked and laughed at me.
I made a pout. I guess I fail miserably to scare my own brother.
I shook my head.
"You're mean."
He pinched me on the cheek . "Only to those I love."
He placed his arm around my shoulder.
I smiled. My brother never fails to be so cheeky at times.
"So what's going on with you and her?" He withdrew his arm immediately.
"Don't talk to me about Belinda."
"Who said a thing about Belinda? I meant Aisyah."
He looked as though he was slapped in the face.
"Oh." Gerard looked away and started to fidget.
I knew him too well. He only fidgets when he is really nervous. And the fact that by just mentioning her name was already making him oh this nervous, something's amiss. Obviously. Excitment pumped into me.
I was about to use this to my advantage and tease him for a change when..
"Mikey, there's something I need to tell you about." His voice suddenly stern, cold and serious.
The room felt cold. My heart missed a beat.
"What's so serious?" I could feel my brother's apprehension growing.
"Its about our parents."
He turnt and looked into me.
And I felt fear. Grabbing me by the throat. Hard.
My brother had been my pillar of strength. The one I looked up to. The one that I confide in. The one that teases me.
But he never ever cried in front of me. Never.
And now, seeing those little marbles roll off his cheeks for the very first time, I can't breathe.
He tremble and grasp my hand, his eyes shut and lips trembling.
I held my breath as he gritted his teeth and spoke those last words.
"They...in a..car..crash died." He rushed at the last 2 words, as though getting rid of them removed all of his burden.
But I heard it really well.
The shock blast through me, like a thousand needles piercing deep into me.
"They aren't coming back Mikey... They aren't. "
I felt my legs buckled. My throat tightened and everything swirled. Colours mesh with each other and everything seem to be in a liquid state, melting into each other. My fingers slipped away from my brother's grasp.
Brother, save me. Tell me you're lying..
"MIKEY!"
Those hazel, brown eyes. Glassy, oh so glassy.
It was the last thing I see before darkness hugged me away.
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Alicia, alicia,
my dear alicia,
would you be my demolition lover?
if i send you a rose flower?
"BOO!"
I stood up with a jolt.
Gerard laughed. I let out a sigh of relief.
"Still thinking about her, aint cha?"
"Oh shut up."
"WOO! Mikey's in love..."
I placed the picture frame neatly on the wardrobe.
I looked at her for one last time before turning back.
"And why are you here, Mr Gerard? Barging in without knocking?" I placed both my hands on my waist, demanding an answer.
"Uh-oh. Mikey's angry! I'm scared!"
Gerard mocked and laughed at me.
I made a pout. I guess I fail miserably to scare my own brother.
I shook my head.
"You're mean."
He pinched me on the cheek . "Only to those I love."
He placed his arm around my shoulder.
I smiled. My brother never fails to be so cheeky at times.
"So what's going on with you and her?" He withdrew his arm immediately.
"Don't talk to me about Belinda."
"Who said a thing about Belinda? I meant Aisyah."
He looked as though he was slapped in the face.
"Oh." Gerard looked away and started to fidget.
I knew him too well. He only fidgets when he is really nervous. And the fact that by just mentioning her name was already making him oh this nervous, something's amiss. Obviously. Excitment pumped into me.
I was about to use this to my advantage and tease him for a change when..
"Mikey, there's something I need to tell you about." His voice suddenly stern, cold and serious.
The room felt cold. My heart missed a beat.
"What's so serious?" I could feel my brother's apprehension growing.
"Its about our parents."
He turnt and looked into me.
And I felt fear. Grabbing me by the throat. Hard.
My brother had been my pillar of strength. The one I looked up to. The one that I confide in. The one that teases me.
But he never ever cried in front of me. Never.
And now, seeing those little marbles roll off his cheeks for the very first time, I can't breathe.
He tremble and grasp my hand, his eyes shut and lips trembling.
I held my breath as he gritted his teeth and spoke those last words.
"They...in a..car..crash died." He rushed at the last 2 words, as though getting rid of them removed all of his burden.
But I heard it really well.
The shock blast through me, like a thousand needles piercing deep into me.
"They aren't coming back Mikey... They aren't. "
I felt my legs buckled. My throat tightened and everything swirled. Colours mesh with each other and everything seem to be in a liquid state, melting into each other. My fingers slipped away from my brother's grasp.
Brother, save me. Tell me you're lying..
"MIKEY!"
Those hazel, brown eyes. Glassy, oh so glassy.
It was the last thing I see before darkness hugged me away.
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