Tragically Fated

Chapter 3

"At the Parallel Universe, and you borrowed someone's body."

The moment when she revealed the answer to my hungered curiosity overloaded me. I faked a laugh as the absurd conclusion of hers seized me.

Idled in where am I standing, eyes widened, jaw dropped and the shocked face revealed in mine. Suddenly, it chills me and sends electrocute to all over my body. I removed and grabbed her hand that tightly gripped my wrist. It left a stingy reddish mark, but I disregarded it.

Intently looking at her, trying to read her emotions. Eagerly waiting her to say anything so that I could be relieved from her nonsensical fuss.

"Say it was a joke, even if it's a lie" I spoke as my lips trembled with nervousness.

My awaited answer never came. She just stared at me. Frustrations filled me in. This cannot be happening. I've already had enough of the suffering back in my world if this Parallel Universe is a fuckin* true.

Why can't I just live in peace?

Why can't I rest for a while?

Why can't I fulfill my brother's comfort?

Just why?

Tears overflowed on my cheeks, incessantly. I was overwhelmed as began to gaze everywhere. The strange color and the sizes of the stars and skies covering the night. Every piece of puzzle formed an image. Slowly started to realize.

This is not a place of where should I. Neither I was born at nor my Motherland.

As a minute passes by, I heard a boisterous siren, not so near in this area. I tried to look for it. What's going on? Until that abstract image of those, becoming concrete as that thing nearing towards our direction.

A police car.

I creased my forehead, eyes narrowed in confusion as the car stopped in front of the grandma's eerie house. I felt the shivers around her body, frightening, as she intently looked upon the policemen. Her chest pumping heavily, trying to escape in a glimpse of nanoseconds. She had failed to run when the kinsmen grab her wrist drastically.

"Gabbie!!"

Gabbie?

I shifted my head to someone mistakenly called me with that name, maybe not? There I saw a woman in her age of 30, running towards my path. Worriness vividly seen in her face like a mother finally found her longing child. I gasped as she hugged me tightly like she will never want to leave me. I felt a warm liquid sliding to my arms.

And I felt a strange warm feeling inside my chest. I unconsciouly touched it.

She cried?

She just hugged me in a minute while I took the opportunity to watch the grandma going through the policemen's car. Handcuffed in her two wrists. Before she finally went in my gaze, she looked at me once again, then she entered the car, in surrender.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy, the surroundings within me whirled vision. I slightly touched my forehead as the pain becoming worse. I cannot contain the excruciating headache, breaking my skull into two, my eyes shut down, until the darkness filled me.

I WOKE UP when I heard the two voices murmuring inside the four corners of this room. It's the woman who hugged me lately, and a woman wore a white gown, a doctor? 

"She was in severe state, we can't do anything but to wait a miracle to happen."

As the doctor mumbled, the woman left behind, sobbing quietly as she watched the doctor shut down the door. She kneeled down, hopelessly. Seeing her makes me want to hug her. The eagerness of me, wanting to comfort her. 

It's an unexplainable feeling of mine. I just found myself back hugging the woman. She stopped for a moment, shocked flashed in her face as she saw me behind her. Even me, there's just something in my heart, wanting to wipe those tears. 

"W-What are you doing here, honey? You should be resting." she said as she held back her tears.

She stood up as she tapped the bed beside me, signalling me to lay back. I can't resist but to follow her. 

She patted my hair. "Let me take your brunch."

I nodded.

Right after she exited the door. I rummaged the whole surrounding of the area. It was somewhat, appealing. The beige color of the wall enticed my sight. Carpeted floor from the door towards my bed, air-conditioned room, packed with books and encyclopedias displayed in arranging manner every track. 

The owner of this room must've loved reading books.

Nerd.

I was brought to a fantastic world, soothed in the great ambiance of this room, solaced by what am I seeing when the door abruptly open as the guy entered. The reality hits me that hard.

 We just stared at each other for a minute. Those blue-green orbs of eyes of his was astonishing. I was melted by the way he looks. Caught off guard. I was the first one who diverted the look. I looked at him again, who's still been staring at me. I shifted my gaze once again.

Why did I feel this thing? I held my chest. It's as if a thorn pierced my heart deeply. I squeezed it as I begun to break down. Tears overflowed on my cheeks. I looked at the door once again to check if he's at it but I failed to. Why did I feel disappointed?

I sobbed quietly, intently, not to let anyone hear my sentiments. I covered my mouth to minimize the sound I am creating. 

Repeated questions dwelled on my mind. Why am I effin' feel this way, huh?

The way he looked at me was full of emotions. I can feel the urge in his eye, but someone is stopping him. Bewildered by my over thinking, reality came crashing down, releasing me from my thoughts when I heard a steps nearing my direction.

"Gabbie!" 

At a glance of seconds, I wiped all the tears displayed on my face. I pretended that I was resting as I lay down in the bed. I already felt her presence, she knew that I was sleeping, she just played with my hair, kissed my forehead for a second then started to walk to exit again. 

I really do not know what's been happening to me, I searched for a mirror, then I was shocked by what I just witnessed. It's indeed true. That grandma stated was correct, this is not my body nor my personality. Thus, what am I feeling right now is the feeling what the owner's body must have felt for.

So that means, what just happened earlier between me and that guy has something to do with their mutuals. So brilliant of me.  Wait, NO! I must be silly thinking over those things. There should be no reasons for me to feel something for that guy. I should restrain myself.

I must go. I should go where that grandma have been departed to. I heaved a deep, heavy sigh as I compose myself, thinking ahead of my plans. I silently walked as I gazed around my sight everywhere, hoping that no one would catch me. 

I did my best, but I guess my best wasn't good enough. Someone grabbed my wrist drastically, causing me to gasp. I yelled in a short period of time, but he managed to cover my mouth. 

I cannot contain the proximity between me and him. I can smell that masculine scent of the combination perfume and soap after the shower. The way we stared at each other is as same as we stared lately, but now, it's more of the distance has changed.

*Hik*

I hiccuped.

"Where do you think you're going?" He decisively said.

"N-Nothing, just roaming around." I reasoned out.

He chuckled. "I wasn't born yesterday."

My traitor heart began to oppose me. It is beaten extremely, making me gasped out some air, but all I can smell is him. The more I restrained my heart, the more it wavers, the more it weaker, the more the pain brought me. That's the way I felt for him.

I felt his warm hands on my cheeks. That's when I realized the tears that fall upon my face. 

"You don't have to constrain what you feel, express it. Choose the decision what your heart says."

My eyebrows met. Confused by what has he said. A part of me guessed what is he implying to, but there's also a part of me denying it.

"There you are. I was founding you two, little cousins. And I was succeeded to find you, two. At your favorite spot."

What did she just say?

"Cousins?" I mumbled.