“Good afternoon, Aoi. I hope I’m not bothering you right now,” Bellami says, a smile clear through his tone.
“Oh no, not at all. I actually just finished talking to Visha about him moving. I wasnotexpecting that.”
A low snicker rumbles on the other end. “He told you, huh? Better late than never.”
“I guess?” Who the fuck says 'better late than never' to such devastating news?
Maybe it’s easy and fine for him because it isn’thisheart being ripped to shreds and tossed into a container of fucking bleach!
All this shit to prove my intuition and fears were justified. I knew something bad would happen. I knew this whole brothers finding each other couldn’t be good news. Jason warned me but NO, I just had to believe that things would be fine.
Nothing is fucking fine!
“I suppose I can speak freely now. I’ll get straight to the point then,” Bellami starts, dropping the sweet brother act and turning into a cold blade, cutting me with his words. “My menwill come by and take care of my brother’s belongings in the next days. You won’t have to worry about him anymore.”
What the fuck? I can’t believe my ears. “Excuse me? Was that your plan all along? Coming into my home just to tear my family apart?”
“Yourfamily?” he scoffs condescendingly. “Visha ismybrother. If anyone’s overstepping their place it’s you. Besides, it doesn’t matter because he’s coming with me whether you like it or not. On these words, goodbye.”
With no decency, nor feigned sympathy he hangs up, leaving me hanging in outrage. What a fucking douchebag. I can’t believe my sweet Visha chose to go live with that jerk.
He’s known the man for three days while he’s known me for threeyears. Three years of fun, happiness, love and peace. The choice is simple, isn’t it?
Then why did he choosehim? Why couldn’t he chooseme? Am I fated to be an everlasting second choice?
Hell, I’m not even a choice at this point. All I want is to be at the top of someone’s list for once.
Dazed, tears form and start rolling down my cheeks, melting my skin like acid.
37
Visha
Aoi didn’t seem too upset.
He took it well, I guess? That’s more surprising than if he had flipped out like he did with the text, and yet nothing. Yeah, he seemed taken aback but somehow, he didn’t look too pained more like he sounded angry.
Maybe I’m making this bigger than it is? I mean, we’ll still keep in touch, so it isn’t all too bad. The idea of being so far from him breaks my heart though. I won’t be able to have breakfast with him anymore, no movie nights, no sleeping in the same bed and cuddling anymore,nothing.
I won’t be able to hug him every day and hear him laugh. Seeing him will become almost impossible because of the time difference. This is hell and the blame falls on that monstrous bastard calling himself my brother. Why couldn’t he have stayed in France?!
I don’t want to leave with him, I want to stay with Aoi forever, but I can’t see a way out. It’s just so fucking unfair. I barely know that man, so calling him my brother leaves a bitter aftertaste on my tongue. I could never consider someone family who threatens the man I love.
I exhale sharply, letting my frustration go and ready myself for another round of tragedy.
There are a couple people I want to say goodbye to, first there was Aoi and now my friends. So here I am, sitting on abench in a park, wondering how to bring this shit up. Olivia stares daggers at me, urging me to speak up because she can’t take it anymore.
“I’m leaving to France in a week.”
The joyful chatter fades instantly, turning the cozy atmosphere into a stuffy box. My friends stare at me as though they didn’t hear right.
“Huh? What like a vacation? No way that’s so cool!” Xander laughs, smacking my arm. “Why do you look so bummed about it?”
The words get stuck in my throat, and I can’t breathe.
“No, not on vacation, Xan,” Olivia explains in my stead.
Liam stares at me dumbfounded, searching for his words while Sarah’s eyes tear up.
