They say that we should follow our heart...but we should take our brains with us...
But have you ever wondered
That whenever the heart and the brain fights....It's always the liver that suffers....
That's why I never miss a chance to eat....
Because I wanna live my life without regrets!
I don't want to turn back and think 'I could have eaten that....'
Same is with love....
But when you're with a crazy pervert...IT'S YOUR LIFE THAT TURNS CRAZY NEXT!
"No~" Brandon said and then brought his mouth close to my ear.
He whispered "After Clara sleeps- I'm gonna have a special session with you, Katty~"
EXCUSE ME?
SOMEONE CATCH HIM- A PERVERT'S RUNNING FREE!!!!!
"G-...Gross!" I said.
Brandon laughed and went inside Clara's room.
I quickly removed the cat's dress and wore my normal clothes.
Brandon came out of Clara's room when I stood at the door, ready to leave.
"Are you leaving already?" Brandon said.
"Yes, it's quite late now. See ya" I said.
"Wait- My dad will be back any moment now." Brandon said as he held my hand.
"...Brandon-"
"I'LL COOK SOMETHING FOR YOU!" He said.
"....Okay. B- But just so know.... I didn't stay for the food!" I said.
"Yes~" Brandon said.
"What is that?" I said as I looked at the frying pan.
"Fried shrimps. You like 'em?" He said as he looked at me.
"I LOVE THEM!!" I said.
"Ha ha Yeah, it figures." Brandon said as he looked at the frying pan again.
"Un....So, Brandon" I said.
"Hmm?"
"How much...do you love me?" I said.
WHAT AM I SAYING? I THINK STUPIDITY HAS TAKEN OVER ME!!!
"How much? *Chuckle* I can't put it into words." He said as he looked at the frying pan.
"Do you believe in true love?" I said.
"I do. You are the proof that I do." He said.
"Hah! Bullshit! I don't believe in stuff like that." I said.
"Kate…even after all this time, the Sun never says to the Earth "You owe me!" Look what happens with a love like that...It lights up the entire sky."
"So...You mean you can light up the entire sky too?"
"I cannot light up the entire sky, but, I'm sure I can light up your world." He said with a smile as he looked at me.
I just stared back at him and closed my eyes.
"OH! There done! Let's eat." He said, completely ignoring me!
.....…..DIE YOU ASS!
"So, how is it?" He said as both of us sat at the dining table.
"It's....good." I said as I took a bite.
"Right?"
"Why... are you so DAMN GOOD AT EVERYTHING- MORE IMPORTANTLY HOW??!!" I said.
"What are you saying? I'm not good at everything." He said.
"LIAR!!! YOU CAN DO EVERYTHING!! JUST LIKE ANY GIRL'S 'IDEAL HUSBAND'!!" I said.
"I don't want to be any girl's 'ideal husband', I am only yours." He said as he took a bite of his shrimp.
Huh?
Somehow....
I thought it was cute of him to say that....
NO NO SUBJECT CHANGE!!!!
I looked here and there and finally saw a photo frame with a group photo of Brandon, Clara and a middle aged man who looked like his father.
"B- Brandon, is that your dad?" I said.
"Yes." He said as he looked at the photo frame.
"YOU DON'T LOOK ANYTHING ALIKE!!!" I said.
"That's because I'm not his real child." Brandon said.
"What?"
"I was adopted by him. I don't remember much but he was my father's friend... so he decided to adopt me after my father's death."
"Oh...You must miss your parents, right?" I said.
"No, my mom's not dead." He said.
"Eh? But...you said you don't have a mom..." I said.
WAS HE LYING....
THIS ASS!!!!
"That's true. My parents divorced just a few months after my birth." Brandon said as he got up and accompanied me to the door.
"Then who's Clara?" I said.
"She's also adopted. Dad found her on his doorstep. I was only five at that time." Brandon said with a smile.
"Hey....why did your parents get a divorce?" I said.
"I don't remember very well...Maybe.…because mom liked someone else." Brandon said.
"HUH? WHAT SORTA REASON IS THAT? TSK! Which kind of woman leaves her few months old child to have a romance with some other man?" I said.
Naturally, I was pissed!
How dare she get a divorce??!! She left her child all alone. He needed her most at that crucial time! SUCH A
"B*TCH!" I said.
"Huh?" Brandon said.
"Women like that- I HATE THEM! SO SELFISH!!"
"Kate-"
"If she couldn't take care of a child then she shouldn't have had one in the first place."
"Kate-"
"I WISH SHE WERE DEAD ALREADY! NO WONDER YOU TURNED OUT SO-"
*SLAP*
He slapped me?
Why?
I didn't say anything wrong...I only said what I felt.…
Don't you like that side of me?
Why are you looking at me, with such cold eyes...
Why?
Why are you so pissed about a woman who doesn't even love you?
I love you much more than her...
Unlike her, I would never throw you away.
Don't you love me?
Or....
Do you hate me now?
Just because of something so trivial?
"Bran-"
"Get out." He said and closed the door on my face.
Oh.…
So, you are mad after all...
FINE!
See if I care!
As I walked through the snow covered California streets, I thought...
Was it always so cold? The night sky...it's cloudy....and dark
Everything is so...depressing....
Brandon...
What are you?
At some moments, I feel like I know everything about you, I'm the closest person to you...
But at the others....
We feel like strangers...
Where I don't know anything about you and you just don't care about me...
I don't understand you.
I'm so confused...
Someone help me....
"OH! KATE!" Harry said as he sat beside a bonfire. There was an old man sitting beside him.
"....Harry?" I said.
"Hi! How are your vacations going?" He said.
"Before that, what are YOU doing?" I said.
"Staying warm. I don't wanna freeze to death. It's super cold this year!" He said as he rubbed his hands.
"If that's so..." I said
"THEN WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO HOME AND SLEEP INSIDE YOUR BLANKET??!!"
"Eh? I rather won't. Brother is watching a football match. And if the team he supports loses...He'll beat me up so I'm saving myself." Harry said.
"Why....do you smell like puke?" I said.
"Ah...don't ask. I barely made it out...." Harry said.
I said nothing after that. I just sat beside him to warm myself up in the fire. Finally...
"By the way.... who is that man?" I whispered.
"Who knows?" Harry said.
"YOU JUST GO SIT WITH ANYONE??!!" I said.
"Is something wrong with that?" He said.
"No...nothing" I said as I looked at the bonfire.
. . . . . .
"So, how was it?" Harry said.
"What?" I said.
"I heard that Brandon's father called you-" Harry said.
"WHO TOLD THAT TO YOU?" I said.
"MJ" Harry said "So…how was it?"
"How was...." I said as I looked at the fire...
We just had a small fight.... and I think....
He hates me now...
His eyes were so cold and so was his voice.
He has never acted this way towards me. What have I done...
I hurt him!
Now that I think about it… If someone said all those words about my mom…. no matter how unfair she is with Anna and me... I would be... just as angry...
I… I'm sorry
Brandon, please don't hate me!
My sharp tongue does no good!
I HATE MYSELF!
*Sob* *Sob*
"EH??? DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG?!! WHY ARE YOU CRYING, KATE??!!" Harry said.
"Harry *Sob* I said something really mean to Brandon and *Sob* I think he *Sob* He hates me!" I said and started crying again.
"Oh Kate...." Harry said as he smiled softly and brushed my hair. "Just apologise to him-"
"HOW? I CAN'T SEE HIM IN THE FACE ANYMORE!" I said.
"Huh? Exactly what did you say?" Harry said.
"I said...Some bad things....about his mother..." I said.
"His mother?" Harry said.
"Yes…I said some mean things and I think I hurt his feelings. I feel so bad right now. I...don't know what I should do..." I said.
I was crying and speaking....
It was painful to speak
It was more painful to cry....
"Hey...Kate, do you know...Why Brandon's mother divorced his father?" Harry said.
"Because...she liked someone else?" I said.
"That's what Brandon was told. But...that's not the real reason...." Harry said.
"Then....why?" I said.
"Because Brandon was a child..." Harry said with a serious face, "Who was born blind."
-To be continued