True Colors

Chapter Four: Green

I still can not digest what's happening and what happened a while ago. Am I dreaming? I suddenly stopped walking so they also halted. I immediately turned away from Kuya. We're in the Student Lounge.

"Who are you?" I asked him; still confused with his unexpected appearance. I want to be sure of the person in front of me.

"You are my younger brother" he confirmed. "We have the same Dad"

"Really?" I asked babbled. That's exactly what I heard. I'm so happy. It's nice to have that thought again ... I still have a family.

"Yes," he confirmed.

"When will I see Dad again?" my question.

"Again?" asked Kuya, surprised. "Have you met Dad before?"

"Uhm, yes, Kuya."

"When?"

"Uhm, it's been a long time. He told me about you."

"So, that explains why you're not even shocked with all of these" he commented. "Eliah, I don't want to rain on your parade but you need to know something. Dad is dead. It's been a long time."

My world seemed to stop upon hearing that. I've always been an orphan.

"It is true...what I read in the newspaper," I said softly. I thought it was just Dad's name. The only thing I know about him is that he is a  businessman. We then fell into silence,

"Do you want to visit his grave?" my brother broke the silence. I sadly nodded in agreement. "Get your bag first"

"We'll be with you" offered Kuya. I was just frozen and we started walking toward the building when my classroom was ready. I just kept quiet in the classroom. Everything just looked at me. Their eyes were full of wonder. Before I even got out of the classroom the teacher spoke.

"And where are you going, Mr. Gomez?"

"My brother is here to get me" was my monotonous response. I still feel the weight of the news that Kuya brought about Dad. I looked at him.

"We're sorry to interrupt" was Kuya's polite apology to my teacher.

"What's happening?" asked Sir.

"My brother needs some rest" was Kuya's response. Sir nodded and let me leave. I heard the commencement of the whisperings of my classmates and the rebuke of Sir. We hopped into the parking lot and rode in my fancy car. Then he started driving.

"PeeJay" is the call of a beautiful woman with Kuya. "When we left the Principal's office ... that Serafina. Suddenly her behavior changed after she looked at her phone. What did you do?"

Right ... I noticed that too.

"Nothing special" was Kuya's only casual response. "I just dropped his small company"

"Kuya?" my calling. I didn't know what to call her.

"PeeJay," said Kuya.

"PeeJay brother, you don't have to do that" was my comment. His wife nodded in agreement with my opinion.

"The first thing you should learn is ... You have to respect people" started Kuya giving advice. "You never know if the person you're talking to is someone important. Just a few years ago, we helped their company. They were almost bankrupt at that time, too. be affiliated with those people is unlucky. "

"You are so different" commented our colleague. I still don't know his name. (It's a bit scary)

"Well, that's the businessman side of me" I explained.

"Gosh, am I really going to quit my job?" my question.

"It's the only option" replied Kuya. "After what happened today, do you still want to go to that school?"

"No problem yet" was my reply. Kuya rolled her eyes. I just don't want to be a burden to others. You don't have to do all this, eh. It's embarrassing.

"Another, after tomorrow. You will never come back"

"What do you mean?" his friend asked.

"You heard me say it was going to appear in the National newspaper today" began Kuya. "They look like that Tower Company"

"That school is quite popular" ate his sister. "I don't think you can just overthrow such a big school."

"Well, that's what I think too" agreed Kuya. "But I have connections"

"My brother Prince Jasper" I called.

"It's just PeeJay", Kuya corrected.

"Ah, Kuya Peejay" I called again. "I don't want to leave"

"Why?" he asked.

"I don't want to leave my friends" was my response. I don't even have any friends to leave my name wrong. I want to live my family's legacy ... Kay Dad; especially to Mama. He looked at me for a moment. . Kuya sighed and nodded. I turned on the radio and sang the song. Kuya's beautiful voice.

Shortly thereafter, we arrived at Dad's museum. We immediately saw his big picture inside. Immediately we entered when the caretaker opened the gate. I started to cry when I came in.

"I thought I could talk to her again," I said in between my sobs. My older brother grabbed my shoulder. "I'm really alone. First, Mom. It's okay, she is."

"Even if they are gone, you are not alone" commented Kuya. I could feel the sincerity in his voice. "That's why I'm here. We're still different moms. We're still family. We're siblings."

I embraced him; he hugged her back. I just burst into tears. It wasn't long before I got tired. A friend's handkerchief grabbed me.

"Actually, Kuya. I was mad at you for being with Dad" I said.

"Don't be jealous" she replied. "Yes, we are the legal family but it does not mean we are always with him. He was always somewhere.

"I'm sorry, Kuya" I apologize for my insensitive comment.

"Don't be" replied Kuya. I parted and looked at Dad's portrait. I wiped away tears.

"Okay, Kuya"

"We'll go with you," he said. I just nodded and we started walking toward the building where my classroom is located. I silently went into the classroom. Everyone looked at me. Their eyes were full of wonder. Before I even got out of the classroom the teacher spoke. "And where are you going, Mr. Gomez?"

"My brother is here to get me" was my monotonous response. I still feel the weight of the news my older brother brought about Dad. I looked at him.

"We're sorry to interrupt" was Kuya's polite apology to my teacher.

"What's happening?" my homeroom teacher asked; he sounds worried.

"My brother needs some rest" was Kuya's response. Sir nodded and let me leave. I heard the whispers of my classmates. We hopped into the parking lot and rode in a fancy car. Then he started driving.

"PeeJay,"  the beautiful woman called him. "When we left the School Director's office ... that Serafina. Suddenly her behavior changed after she looked at her phone. What did you do?"

Right ... I noticed that too.

"Nothing special" was his only casual response. "I just destroyed her small company"

"Kuya?" I said. I didn't know what to call him.

"PeeJay," said Kuya.

"PeeJay, you don't have to do that" was my comment. His friend nodded in agreement with my opinion.

"The first thing you should learn is ... You have to respect people" Peejay started to give advice. "You never know if the person you're talking to is someone important. Just a few years ago, we helped their company. They were almost bankrupt at that time, too. be affiliated with those people is unlucky. "

"You are so different" a while back" commented by his friend. I still don't know her name. "It's a bit scary"

"Well, that's the businessman side of me" I explained.

"Gosh, am I really going to quit school?" I asked my older brother.

"It's the only option" he replied. "After what happened today, do you still want to go to that school?"

"I don't see any problem" was my reply. he rolled her eyes. "I just don't want to be a burden to others. You don't have to do all this, eh. It's embarrassing.

"One more thing, after tomorrow. You will never come back"

"What do you mean?" his friend asked.

"You heard me say it was going to appear in the National newspaper today" Peejay explained. "They will have the same fate as that Tower Company"

"That school is quite popular," his friend said. "I don't think you can just overthrow such a big school."

"Well, that's what I think too" my brother agreed. "But I have connections"

"Kuya Prince Jasper" I called.

"It's just PeeJay", Kuya corrected.

"Ah, Kuya Peejay" I called again. "I don't want to leave"

"Why?" he asked.

"I don't want to leave my friends" I insisted. I don't even have any friends to leave but I don't want to ruin my name. I want to live my family's legacy ... to Dad; especially to Mama. He looked at me for a moment. . He then sighed and nodded. He just turned on the radio and sang with the playing song. He has a beautiful voice.

Shortly after, we arrived at Dad's mausoleum. We immediately saw his big picture inside. We entered when the caretaker opened the gate. I started to cry when I came in.

"I thought I could talk to her again," I said in between my sobs. My older brother grabbed my shoulder. "I'm really alone. First, Mom. And now, Dad."

"Even if they are gone, you are not alone" he told me. I could feel the sincerity in his voice. "That's why I'm here. We may be from different moms. We're still family. We're still siblings."

I embraced him; he hugged me back. I just burst into tears. It wasn't long before I got tired. He offered his hanky.

"Actually, I was jealous and envious of you for being with Dad," I said.

"Don't be jealous" he replied. "Yes, we are the legal family but it does not mean we are always with him. He was always somewhere.

"I'm sorry" I apologize for my insensitive comment.

"Don't be" he emphasized. I parted and looked at Dad's portrait. I wiped away my tears.

"Let's go," my older brother said before we leave the museum. We were walking to the car when he asked me. "So, where do you stay?"

"In an apartment" I answered.

"Who are you with?" his next question.

"I'm alone"

"WHAT ?!" his reaction was shocked. "Who's taking care of you?"

"It's just me. Don't worry. I'm good at housework." I explained.

"Who cooks?" he still asked.

"Me. I learned early because of Mama. She was a Chef in Germany and worked at a five-star hotel as a head chef"

We then rode the car.

"I want to see where you live" he asserted.  I agreed and then gave the direction.

I fell asleep. Maybe, because  I'm tired. My brother woke me up. As soon as the car was parked, we got off.