when we both are a mess

Two sexy strangers

I can’t believe what I have just seen.

Mom... how could you??!?

I mean you totally cheated on your husband, my Dad with that random jerk? What kind of heart do you have to do such things like this? 

Anger inside me is ranging to the highest like a volcano has just erupted in my chest. I will never forgive her for doing such thing like that... and out of millions of guys, she dares to pick that jerk.

“I will tell Dad, Taro. And this time, Grandma will not able to stop me.”

I exclaimed and Taro is staring at me with wide eyes as he has never seen me like this angry to my mother.

“I don’t think this is a good idea. If you tell your dad, they will automatically divorce and you will be alone.”

Tarp said, giving a bite to Tacco. Though I don’t want to admit, he is quite right. The only thing I scare most is being all alone without friends- completely no body at your side at all. And I only have few people for me. I really don’t want to lose them anymore. 

“Taro where are you?” The noises come out from the front door. It looks like someone is pretty angrier than I am.

“Open the door, you stupid kid.” 

The voice gets louder and this time, it seems a lot familiar. Taro, however, doesn’t move an inch from his spot or doesn’t hesitate to keep eating his Tacco even the door is being kicked from the outside. But somehow, I can see he is a bit shaking. What makes him to pretend? I thought he is a loner just like me. 

Suddenly, the person outside seems to decide not to continue kicking as it is useless now. Then, we heard the second voice joins his. Unlike the first, it is more deep and clam, having full power to anyone who heard it.

“Don’t worry..I have a gun! Let‘s just Do things in silence, shall we, brother?”

The words are spoken in a very low calming way but those shoot us like a thunder. Taro and I are both staring at each other. In his mouth, there are half-finished Tacco which suits the best With his almost popping out eyes and ground-reached mouth.

Why things doesn’t funny at all at such times like this?

“One more call, Taro. Then, I will kick your ass as soon as I can come in.”

The shout gets louder then early.

“I said call your mother.... you freak.”

While we are experiencing our most terrifying moment of our life, Aunt Zori simply walks to the front door and opens the door for the two strangers. I am totally shocked at first to her behavior, trying to warn her that they have a gun with them. But after seeing what they are looked like, my mind says it doesn’t matter even if they bring the nucleus bomb.

“They are smoking hot..”

My lips whispered. I hope they don’t hear it or it will be totally embarrassing thing.

I stare at just how they are standing. With one look, I can say they are Greek Gods from Percy Jackson. Now, I have a clue why demigods are made. It is worth making them. Isn’t it? Especially the right one is more attractive to me. He seems more older then the second and I am pretty sure he must be the one with a low voice.

But while I am admiring the smallest details of the way they just coldly stand there like the robots, a stupid annoying hand covers my sight.

“Pull yourself together, girl. They are my cousins, the Ultra trouble makers...I can’t believe they actually come back here.”

Taro says and without a glance, he sneaks to back without his mother knowing. I am left awkwardly alone in the living room. And it only makes worse as now I can feel the strong gazing from the charming yet funny boy, who I assume to be the younger. However, my black-haired boy doesn’t bother to pay a look into the house. It seems like he is arguing with Aunt Zori. She is very angry to their shouting and yells. However, she seems to control her self.

Great, when I am supposed to be sad and angry at my mother, I feel like in heaven because of these two strangers who both are staring at me, each smirks differently And nods to Aunt Zori.

“Ok, then. You can come in.”

Only after she announces that they have been allowed to come in, they dare to step inside freely. Looks familiar to me. Thought of Vampire Dairy....!

But I barely have more time to drool on them since they immediately go upstairs where Taro might be. I hope Taro makes it to the dinner. So, they must be the bad boys. Not my type. Totally not mine. 

But aren’t they sexy? My mind said. And I nod shyly though no one can hear or know.

That night, after the sudden show to help me escape from my miserable life, I jump right into my mess again. I decide not to tell a single word to my Grandma and Aunt Zori. I can try to handle this on my own. I just hope Taro knows how to shut his mouth tight.

So I sleep. I really try to do that for tomorrow morning I will have my energy for another battle of my hell like school. But I just can’t. I roll from there to here on the narrow sofa in the living room. Everyone must be sleeping right now as it is like 1 am. But my stomach is giving signal reporting that it hasn’t been filled up Well in the dinner because I was too shy to eat in front of those strangers. But the pain in my stomach is only 1 is to 100000 with the pain in my chest.

Can you imagine that?

You two have been living together for a life time, sharing food and warmth every night and day, cheering each other every time of failure and then one day, you are moving on becoming they say you are grow up to deal with your s**t alone. You can’t just have the past time back with a simple birthday wish.

As I think more and more, my hand placed on my chest presses myself with more effort to feel if my heart is still beating or not as I feel like it is going to be explode in any minute because of the many many things filled inside of it. 

A tear escapes from my eye. I let it fall as I close my eyes. There’s nothing to see except the think darkness. And that is the time I feel some cold touching on my face, removing my only tear.

I have no need to look it to know what it is. 

He is still with me after all this time.

So I garbed that cold icy hand to get more warmth that no one else in this world can feel.

It is the Demontor’s.

Finally, I have enough feeling to feel it.