Ethereal (BxB)

Chapter 2

L U C A

8:41 PM

I inhale the fresh scent of my sister's dinner serve as if I'm high. Rochelle has the best food I ever tasted. She knows European dishes, Asian deserts and Russian breakfasts. I don't know if she'll pursue that skill of hers, but one thing I know... In spite of getting fine arts for her college primary course, she'll be the best cook in the town.

My other sister - Mary Rose lied back on her comfort seat. She's a registered nurse from a nearby private hospital if you'd ask, but her real job as an agent or representative authored to act on someone else's behalf as a public servant was operationally stopped due for having queer issues. I don't know why is her seniors so f*****g sensitive about having an employee who sucks same gender. Like, man, it's 2021? The era where rainbows and butterflies are normally waltzing.

Anyways, my mom, she's already on her fifty-fifth years of living in our world. But despite of being vulnerable upon her age, she still manage to sing a song or dance the tango.

Oh, you may be thinking where's my dad? Yeah he's a ghost now, not that dead thing but the leaving-without-informing-us one. Tomorrow, I'll be working on a mall as a cashier. They might think that I'm being overacting in life but this is what I wanted, to live without silverlining.

I play online games everyday at least four hours per interval of thirty minutes. And we're not that rich if I tell you guys that I surf through computer long enough as if I want to die virtually - let alone that I have a skin care maintenance, but yes, I still needs to because of my grand other job. Modeling. However, modeling is just once in a blue moon opportunity. They only come when it's time. You only need face to become magazine's cover, that's why I am trying my best to mixed my time and hobbies.

By the way, my name's Luca Laurence, I'm seventeen as you can see. I'm on my second year of senior and am deeply depressed by now. Well, it's impossible to carry on at first, but if you're persistent and consistent to all, maybe you can get not just what you wanted, maybe you could also get your dream right away.

"You done there, sweetie?" Mom asked weakly.

"Barely," I replied as weak as her question. Whenever mom's like this, I just knew the exact thing would happen; another boring conversation.

"How's school?" She whispered lowly, as she started chewing on her smashed potatoes.

"It's okay, mom. Don't worry, I didn't get some suspensions or detentions again." Instead of answering her weakly, I pour some decent and lively cheer on it.

"Stay on the path." Her last words before finally heading back in her room.

I sigh, as well as my sisters too. We stay positive silent for the next few minutes, then end up separating to each other's room again. Even though we're having funds to grow our happiness, we still had a boring life that would surf on.

I close my door, and finally seated on my gaming chair. This ain't narcissism but yes, I love myself very much. I have my own posters posted on the walls, my HD wallpapers or trending one that I posted in my IG, and some movies which I was joined for some extras.

Ding!

Suddenly I was taken aback, hearing that my phone pop the usual message tone I set. When I unlock it, a few messages and notifications fell right on the screen, but I was mostly caught frozen from the subscriber's ID whom sent me a kind of weird emoji.

It was like a face of a man with a red fabric tied on his eyes. I snap into reality after hearing another notification.

: You look good tonight, but I prefer seeing you without that sweater.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust, facepalming before walking around my own room. I shelved the papers on the table, then search for something that I exactly don't know by myself. "'The hell's this!" I mouthed straightly.

Ding!

Frantically, I grab my phone and click on view.

: What are you searching for?

I just ignore the rising heat inside my body, and just move forward to search on the window. I felt like an i***t - looking for something. They must be - no, he just revealed his own gender. He's a he.

Ding!

: Right now, you intrigued me by that looks you're giving me. What are you thinking?

He kept messaging things not necessary, good nights, good mornings and other nonsense of how beautiful I am. I just seated on the edge near the head board of my bed, sighing nonstop until.

Ding!

: You can always reply me if you want.

Half of my mind kept bugging me to reply, yet I owned to control myself and just stay still - not moving.

: Lu, smile at least, please.

The unknown sender bothered me all the time, he sends lots of emoji and creeping texts. I also wonder why don't we have a block settings towards some anonymous subscriber.

: I sent you another letter, check it before one of your sisters will. Plus you don't wanna make them mad at you, right?

Wait? What did I missed? I read it once again and found out I did something. But why? How'd he knew all of this? When was this started? I can't remember doing things in my social media that might be the reason why's he roaring.

All things cleared when I saw someone's picture in my mind. Velhma... The slut, from a party? Yes, that's her! But what have I done to make myself remind that she's the missing variable from this guy's guessing. It feels like I have an unfinished business over her.

: Read your mail :)

The silly emoji panged me alive. I need to recover these things. With that adrenaline, my body move uncontrollably on its accord. I storm down from my room to look for some papers underneath our door, but I found nothing so instead of grumbling. I open it and quickly flock my body to our mailbox.

After some moments, I finally fished the sheet. Though now, the mail isn't fancy from the other days, nor, it's utterly disgusting. It's crumpled, dirty, and some slimey liquid covered by it.

I can't believe his standards over me drop from zero. This is unforgivable. Yet I just sigh, and still open it.

Dear Cute Boy,

As I said earlier, your sisters must not see this. And I'm capable of ruining all of your lives when you block or ignore me.

Anyways, Velhma have finally gave birth with your son. I'm wondering why did you sucked this things up? If you weren't just that desperate over some p***y, maybe you're not thinking multiple problems today. But you did, you and yourself ruin everything. Don't you know that I've already bought you a wedding ring?

I'm deeply in love with you, darling. If you weren't just straight...

The letter didn't ended with letter closing, or just a signature. Which I presume a bad sign. All in all, fifty percent of creep crawl onto me. The way he wrote lines made me feel terrible, his piercing calls etch flames on my nape and temples.

As I got back to my room while ignoring the feeling of this slimey thing I got from the letter right before it drips on my fingertips, another-

Ding!

-fuelled my focus.

: Hey, that sticky thing is a honey. Taste it.

As if I was going to. I shake my head consciously but...

: If you're not going to, I'll tell Velhma to expose both of your relationship together, including that baby of yours.

"What!?" I impaled on my throat out loudly. Causing me to slap my own mouth for surprise.

: C'mon, that's a rare kind of honey. Even the elderlies were looking for that off me. Don't let it waste.

Whether if I like it or not, my other version of mind kept telling me to, he says 'nothing will lost if you try?'. At first I drag my nails along my nose and smell-

Fuck!

Is-is this a c*m?! Right before I can react...

: Clever, don't worry Luca. I'll not gonna need to force you next time.

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Title:

Close, but not quite.