I woke up when I felt something hit my forehead. I open my eyes and saw my brother taking care of me.
"You're awake" I got up and leaned my back against the headboard of the bed. I looked at him with surprise on my face.
"Why are you here, brother?" I asked him but he just left my room and a few minutes later came back with food.
"I was just supposed to visit you but as soon as I entered your house I saw you lying on the sofa and fainting. I took you to your room and I cooked soup for you to eat" he explained. "Why did you get sick? Did you abuse yourself at work? It's a good thing I came to your house today. If I don't go, who will take care of you here? Ghost?" he managed to joke even though his face was serious. I laughed weakly and looked at the food in his hand.
"Did you cook?" I asked him hoarsely.
"What do you think of me? A boy? Yes of course I can cook! if you want I'll make your favorite food" I looked up to him and nodded many times when I heard my favorite food.
"Yes please, cook my favorite food Kuya! " I'm glad I said to him because that's what I've been looking for these past few weeks because I feel like I'm losing my will to work because of that old man. Tsk.
"Say please master first, Little sis" he's grinning like evil. I gave up my fucking pride for my favorite food.
"Please Master" I also accompanied him with puppy eyes so that he could do nothing.
"Okay Little sis," he said happily and I just rolled my eyes at him. He came out of my room and it looks like he is going to cook my requested food.
An hour later, I almost fell asleep again if my older brother didn't enter the room with what I was cooking. My smile widened when I saw my favorite dish in the whole world.
"I almost fell asleep. It's good that you even thought to come and enter my room?" I raised my eyebrow at him to hide my smile and look at the plate in front of me.
I tried not to smile but I couldn't help it. It's been more than a few years since someone re-cooked my favorite dish because even though I found something similar to it, nothing beats my family's cooking.
"Tsk! Are you like that when you're happy? Nagging?" and he rolled his eyes 360 degrees as if he is not a man.
I also rolled my eyes at him and start eating happily. While I am eating I caught my brother watching me-smiling like an idiot.
"What?" I raised my eyebrows and asked him.
"Hm! Nothing!" after he said that he turns his back against me and start walking thru my room door.
"Wait! Brother!" I called him. I hesitated to look at him when he faced me.
"Why? Where does it hurt?" He quickly came to me and asked if I was okay.
"Stay." I looked down because I was ashamed of him. I just want to be with my brother even for a while. In my peripheral eyes, I saw his invisible smile.
"Okay. I'll stay Little sis" he said smiling. I ended up smiling when I finally saw his genuine smile.
"Kuya, I miss you." I suddenly said when we both sitting in the living room. He looked at me and show his genuine smile. My tears fell as I hugged him completely and let my weight rest on his body. I ended up crying in his arms and we continued in that position when I sat down, I released my hug from him and adjusted myself.
It's been a long time since I last cried after that night.
"You're still a crybaby, Little sis" I'm still sobbing when he said that. I raise my hand to slap him but he immediately caught my hand and laugh hard.
"Kuya." I seriously called his attention. He stopped laughing and turn his face seriously but I still see the invisible evil smile on him.
"What happened to you?" I asked him if that made him look mad. He adjusted his seat and looked at me seriously. He was so silent for minutes and decided to speak.
"Someone help me that night. When you saw me hit by a bullet that night, after you left the house to escape, someone suddenly came and took me." He told me what happened that night. I looked at him and something inside me lit up when I heard what he said that someone helped him. Mom. Dad.
"Then where's mom and dad?" I asked him with a bright face but suddenly the anger disappeared from his eyes and was replaced by sadness.
"Why? Where's mom and dad, Kuya?" I repeated my question to him but he just looked at the floor.
"I don't know, Eleora." I look at him confusedly. what? isn't he with mom and dad?
"What do you mean you don't know? Haha, Kuya It's not funny, where are they?" I looked at him with hope in my eyes and asked him to tell me where mom and dad are. His eyes were full of sadness which I don't know for what.
"Kuya" I called him many times but he just looked at him sadly.
"I don't know either, Eleora. I'm sorry."
"What?" I felt like I was deaf when I heard his answer. He doesn't know where they are. I fell to the back of the sofa and the tears started coming out of my eyes.
"Where's Mom and Dad, Kuya" I tearfully asked him but I didn't get an answer from him. I also felt the warmth of his body that enveloped me.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry Eleora! I don't know because the person who took me that night, only took me. I thought mom and dad were with me when I was taken that night but when I woke up from the coma I found out that I was the only one who was taken I went back to the mansion but mom and dad were gone. I'm sorry!" I almost didn't understand what he said because he also started crying.
"Shh, Kuya. It's okay now Kuya. It's not your fault."