Yuta's Anthology

My friends and I are here today at a museum to travel time in the past. While I was busy walking in it I suddenly stopped in front of something. "Cynth, come here, we'll show you something." My friend Caisley called me softly, which is why Czyx and I just turned our attention to them. I slowly approached them because I was curious. I was even more surprised when a familiar painting was exposed in front of me. "She looks like you, Cynth," Caisley said with a look of doubt on her face as to whether she would be happy or scared. "Evil Sister 1687?" surprised, Czyx read what was written at the bottom of the painting. After a while I suddenly remembered something. [Grandma used to tell me a story about the evil sister. Year 1687 is the day when Aleyza or known as the evil sister killed her own sister due to obsession with a man. She can’t quite accept that the man she loves the most can’t afford to love her. Not like how the man loved Clea, her younger sister. Clea and the man became fiance so out of envy, jealousy and anger she could not control herself so she committed a heinous crime. She pushed her defenseless sister into a deep river causing for her to drown. Aleyza did not admit what really happened to the people which caused others to think that suicide happened. Despite that, there is only one person who believes that someone killed his beloved woman, he is Cladeous. So because the man knew that Aleyza liked him, he took advantage of it to take her heart before inviting her to the wedding. They're married, not because Cladeous loved Aleyza, but because of his plan of revenge. Only Cladeous believes Aleyza is the culprit in the murder of his fiance. So as a charge, Cladeous took his wife Aleyza to a cottage and there he burned her alive.] "Why evil sister?" Czyx sighed. I noticed that Caisley brought her face closer to the painting, "Ask Cladeous Langston." her answer to Czyx surprised me. "Cladeous?" I murmured. "Yes, he painted that." smiling Caisley patted my back. I couldn’t believe it so I thought of saying goodbye to them. When I got home I immediately looked for grandma and found her watching tv. “Grandma, why didn’t you tell me I looked like Evil Sister? And why did Cladeous painted her? ” astonished I asked her while panting. Grandma took a deep breath before touching me, “Calm down, Cynth. You don’t have to know ‘those things’. Don't disturb me from watching this drama. ” Grandma's serious statement made me sad. It's been almost a year but the questions in my mind are still unanswered. At least it doesn't matter anymore because the important thing is that I have a new friend. He was Clarence, handsome and rich. I can't even explain why I really like him. We just met at enrollment, I fell in love at first sight immediately. Since then, I haven't stopped following him everyday. "Clarence, you know you're handsome." I whispered to him as we walked. "But I'm more handsome if you became my gf," he said, obviously hiding his excitement. “I know that one of your rotten lines.” he added with an annoying laugh. Clarence is always my topic to my friends Czyx and Caisley, whenever we're on video calls. Honestly, even though I can’t talk to them always as long as Clarence is with’ me, I feel like I’m having fun. There is nothing more fun than Clarence, my prince, gives me. But I still consider Czyx and Caisley friends so I thought of inviting them here at home so that they can meet Clarence in person. While we were busy singing in a karaoke, Grandma suddenly approached me. "Let's talk first," she told me before I followed her into the kitchen, away from my friends. "It's not that I'm forbidding you to make friends, Cynth, but I would have asked you something." Grandma looks serious which is what I suddenly wonder. “Cynth, please avoid Clarence. You must stay away from him then also take care of your heart and don’t just let it fall on that man. ” Grandma reminds me that made me nervous and a little confused. Grandma tried several times to force me to stay away from Clarence because she told me she didn't trust him. She said she knew that he would only hurt me and she didn't want that to happen. But I was stubborn so I didn't follow her unless I became even closer to Clarence. But it wasn't too long before I discovered something I shouldn't have known. “I love you so much Caisley. I promise I will marry you. ” I heard Clarence say to my friend. This can't be! I must be the one you love, Clarence. Just me! I know you first than her so I must, I am the one you love. Not her, not the woman I considered to be my sister. “Clarence, I thought it was just me? Clarence, tell me the truth. Please? Tell me if you love me as much as I love you.” I told him while sobbing on the call. “Cynth, forgive me. Yes, I love you but that just as a friend and that’s all,” Clarence said before he hanged up with the call. I was so hurt and I could think of nothing else but my stupidity. How stupid I am to love a man who can't love me back. Here I am now standing near a river because I intend to drown myself in the love I have never felt from Clarence. I smiled bitterly because I thought someone had called me unexpectedly. I turned and saw she was Caisley. “Oh, you're just here. I've been looking for you a while ago, ” she said with a sounds of excitement. “Really? Are you looking for me? For what? To brag that the person I love doesn’t love me, because who he loves is the person in front of me now.” I try not to cry to show her I'm not hurt even though I know it's obvious. “Huh? Do you also love Clarence?” Caisley asked me in astonishment. I turned slightly around her and looked at her badly. “Yes! I love him and I can't understand why I'm not enough for him to choose you? I even consider you like a real sister, do you know that? ” I sighed in her face which made her nervous and tears starting to form inside her eyes. "Forgive me because I love the person you love too." trembling Caisley told me. "I can not forgive you. Clarence is mine, only mine! ” I shouted before I pushed her into this deep river. When I saw Caisley drowning, I cried out loud, "Caisley?" I sobbed repeatedly while panicking as if I had done nothing. “Help! Help my friend is drowning.” I shouted. People have arrived and they tried to revive her but it was too late. I just cried and cried to make people believed that I didn't killed her until my eyes hit Grandma who was covered with disappointment. ”This is what I fear. The repetition of the past,” she murmured that made me remind about what happened in the past.