"Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will.", - unknown author.
Belle groaned as she rolled to the other side of the bed, 'Damn the person who left the curtain open', she thought very annoyed, she hated the sun's early morning rays, so she usually closes her curtains, but some idiot just left it open wide, though it was taking away the coldness of the night from the room, it was still irritating when it hits her skin, she wasn't able to go back to sleep so she stood up, and hot pain went through her from her right hand to the whole of her arm, she fell back in her bed, holding her throbbing hand, 'what happened had, I broke my arm', after a few minutes the pain went away, she tried to get up, this time she succeed, after getting up she went straight to her bathroom to wash her face, she did this after she applied a balm of pain reliever in her arm, the coolness of the balm took over, it felt so cozy, it was given to her by her mother, inside a hexagonal wooden box, she keeps it in her medicine cabinet attach to the wall beside her mirror in her small grey bathroom, it had a lavender-like aroma, that also sooths Belle when she feels stressed or tired.
She went out after washing her face and brushing her teeth, she grabbed her phone from her bedside table and looked for her journal from under her pillow, her eyes widened when her hands didn't make contact with anything, she pull away the white pillow and stared with shock, her black leather-covered journal was gone, she closed her curtains and went down frantically, she heard a weird sound coming from living, something like a snore, but her stomach growled aggressively when she got to the last step, so instead of entering the side of the house that leads to the living, she went the other side, where the kitchen is located, once there she opened the fridge and saw a slice of mocha cake placed on a ceramic saucer, she went to the cupboard and took out a stainless fork, it took her seconds to devour the whole slice, she already felt caffeine in her veins, now that she's full, she walked out the kitchen and went to the living.
*Gasp*,- Belle used her left hand to cover her widely agape mouth, on their red couch, wearing a sea-green T-shirt that said "I'm here, lean on me when needed.", and a black skinny jeans, was Jade, his now salt-white hair tousled, but his face was covered, it was covered by her journal, opened, as if he slept while reading it, his right hand was holding the end of it, while the other rested on his chest, since he was wearing a short sleeved shirt his muscles were exposed, he had built his body indeed, but not so much, just right, but his skin worried her it was so pale, so white, not like his tanned skin before, she don't know what he did, but it was pretty much alarming, and also like what she heard earlier, he was indeed snoring, she wanted to laugh, but the flare of anger inside her erased what she felt earlier, now she just wants to wake him up and demand a reason out of him, a reason why did he took her journal, and why was he here, so she took her journal and used it too hit his head, he yowled hard when the hard cover made contact with his face, he instantly stood up, and did something, like an offensive attack which put Belle kneeling in front of him, wide eyed, she stood up, and slapped him, leaving red marks where she hit him, he eyed her furiously, and looked at her with a angular, angry face,
"It's not good to wake someone up unwillingly you know, I hope someone taught you that.", he stated furiously.
"Well looking at someone's private things is a much more monstrous sin, and reading it is ten folds bad.", Belle said, and she saw his face reddened, especially his nose, his looked like a white Rudolf with no horns, it just made Belle want to smack him more, but he looked at her straight in the eye, and smiled with mischief.
"You just don't want anyone to know how much you like that pervert.", He said, her eyes went wide, and it was her face's time to flare red, of course, he would know, he had been reading her journal last night for god knows how long, he must have seen the pictures as well,
"And yet you say you're not like his other girls, his other sluts, then what's the meaning of everything in your diary's pages.', he continued, his eyes were glowing a savage green glow, he knew he was winning this fight, but Belle won't give in that easily.
"Ha!, your talking like that, at me, you left me alone for four damn years, and then you just came back, and now you start to talk as if you're my dad, damn you, Jade!!! damn you, I don't even know why you're in here, in my house, sleeping on my couch, and reading my damn journal, you hear me Jade it's a journal, not a diary!", Belle shouted at him, if Belle thought he will stop, caught off guard, well he disappointed her, he just sarcastically laughs at her, then spoke in a hard tone,
"You, of course you would, since I was your slave, you don't even know what I felt, I was just someone lower than you, but what have I done, I respected you, treated you like a sister, and now here we are arguing with some ridiculous immature topic about your hopeless love life, well I should not interfere, since your bubble is too thick to be popped, any way I won't even care if you get your life destroyed, I did what I can, I gave you all advice I can, ever since we were younger, but I guess my words have never earned it's weight in your heart, they're just a lot of meaningless letters spoked together, and I'm sorry if I slept here anyway I'm just about to go, so if your planning on making a scandal outside by throwing my things out, I suggest you don't, it will have a deeper impact at your ego, than it'll do at mine, so yeah, please go back to your room and your peaceful sleep while I'm packing and after that I'll leave, you wouldn't even know I was back, it was nothing for you anyway.".
She fell down on the couch, completely speechless, this person is not her slave like friend back in the old days, this was a new tough guy she didn't even know anything about, she sat there while Jade packed, he had a medium sized luggage with him now, though she don't know where it came from, he went at the living area's bath room and took his towel, tooth brush, and some few things, after a few back and forth from one place to another he zipped his luggage, and got changed in a cream colored long sleeves polo, topped by a green vest, he combed his hair and placed a matching green derby hat, then he packed his hygiene kit back on his luggage, and stood gazing at her, a frown on his face, after a few moments of looking at her he made his way out of Belle's house, she heard the door click, he didn't even made a sound of anger, he was just calm moving, though it was clear that he was angry, and sad, deeply, Belle didn't knew what to do, so she didn't follow, 'He's right my movements at this moments will affect me more than it'll affect him', she thought, for the first time she really thought about what Jade ever said, 'his right, I'm more of a monster than a friend to him', she thought again, and fell on the carpet, she felt tears well up in her eyes, stinging it to be freed, she rubbed at her eyes with the back of her hand, her alarm rang, she looked down at her phone, it was the alarm set to remind her it was sunday, and that she has a training to attend to, it was already six 'thirty a.m., she must move or she'll get late, she can feel a slight sadness creep out to her mouth and paste itself there, she tried to let it go, but it didn't so she went to her room to get ready.
After thirty more minutes she was already ready, she was on her white t-shirt, and black training pants that came from Coach Edward, a Christmas gift, she ascend down the stairs, and was shocked when she entered the living room to take her arnis sticks, at the couch were objects, maybe ten small boxes, and a few more medium-sized ones wrapped in brown papers, tied with strings, there was a note on one, she took it and read,
"For four years we've been apart, but I remembered everything we went through, well I also remembered your birthdays that passed, I wanted to show up, but they forbade me to, I pleaded but they won't listen, at least now I'm free again, August 15, right, I know only four years passed, but I saw many trinkets that you'd like so I bought them all, and simply wrapped them, like how I do every time I presented a gift for you, I hope you like them."
Your only brother, though not biologically,
Jade Crayne
P.S. I'm so sorry I read about your journal I just needed some references about the things you like.
Belle unwrapped the boxes and her jaws dropped, all the thing she wanted was there, all the books she's been hunting for so long were there too, and all were a complete set of the series, and she unwrapped the smaller ones, there was a ring made of silver containing her initials, and a small heart pendant made of glass with a bronze chain as well, and a little bronze made pendant that somehow looks like some clock parts, it was no bigger than her thumb, but it was special, for it was making a sound, perfectly similar to the rhythm of Jade's whistle, Belle looked at the box where she found the clock like pendant, there was a note, saying that Jade made it himself and he made sure it sounded like his whistle that she found relaxing, and it did, she relaxed as she listened, all tension from the early morning commotion were slightly fading, she unchained the heart pendant and slid in the bronze pendant, it rested just a few inches below her collar bone, she felt a rhythm similar to a heart beat as the pendant stick to her skin, she smiled to herself, thinking about Jade, all her anger vanished, indeed it was immature of her to like a guy she knew would bring nastiness to her life, but she liked him, so much, and there she smirked and took her stick and went out, towards her training, wearing the bronze pendant her best friend gave her.
Belle wore a neutral mask, trying to hide her real emotions, she was happy, and sad, torn in torment, and excitement, she just had a fight with a long lost friend who she just reunited with, and lost once more in the same time, but also she was about to see the only guy who makes her days complete, Lie, somehow, even though she tries to ward him off by putting thick walls of defenses, he just keeps on distracting her, making her put some walls down, she shook her head at the thought, she still hears the words Jade had said, 'You just don't want anyone to know how much you like that pervert.', indeed Lie was the bad boy type, always playing with different girls every week, some said he was hard to get too, only uses his charm to play with a girl's feelings, saying he liked them, but after a day or two, he'd just drop them off, they also said that he indeed is a pervert, only wanting girls as toys that he can play whenever he wanted, but the Lie she can see wasn't like that, though he does say some green-things often, and always uses his charms around her, and not to mention his nickname, but still her heart always wins in the battle, she really likes Lie, no matter what he is, or what he does, wether he'd be a real womanizer or not.