The Invisible Mystery

Chapter 33: Lost

I felt confused after I talked to Thunder, so I decided to go and take a walk until I finally reached my cabin so that I could take a rest first, because I really did not want to keep on confusing my mind—or keep on thinking about everything that could possibly happen about us in the future.

I did not know where my feet had dragged me to, but all I knew was that it was not in the direction of my cabin. I even thought that the place where I was at that moment was unfamiliar to me, which made me feel a slight panic, but I still kept myself calm so that I would be able to think about it thoroughly.

After all, I knew that I was still inside of this place. I was still in the Lost Soul’s Forest, which made me think that it would not be that long until I finally found my way back—until I managed to come back to where my cabin is.

I decided to walk on the path where I was, but it seemed like I was just going farther away from where I intended to go—the thoughts that I had earlier were still bothering me, but I tried to brush it off as I kept on moving towards that path.

I did not know how long I had been walking on that part of this place, but I could not care less because all I wanted to do was to find my cabin and take a rest, because I really did not know if I could stop my mind from thinking about every single thing that Thunder had said to me earlier.

I did not know if I would be able to really erase it in my mind, because I knew that he had a point. I knew that he had hit the right point, and I did not know how to handle that thought that I had because of it—because of everything.

I let out a sigh as I shook my head to wake myself up, because I knew that if I continued to think about it, I would just get lost in my thoughts and I would not be able to know where I am or where the right path is.

I was about to continue on walking to that path, but I immediately stopped when my eyes caught sight of something, or rather, someone on one of the benches that was on that path—which I did not even notice earlier because of the constant thoughts that had been popping into my mind.

I thought that it was just my illusion that he was there, so I had to take a second look, but it really seemed like reality because he was indeed sitting on that bench not so far from where I was.

There he was, Storm, one of the twins and one of those people Thunder and I had talked about earlier—that one person that Thunder was so proud of talking about earlier when we were still on that hill.

It seemed like my feet had a mind of its own, because I just realized that I was already walking towards where he was when I was already near him and he was already looking straight at me—as though he had finally realized that I managed to see him at that kind of place; wherever we were, because I was really not familiar about this place.

“Can I help you?” he asked, which made me take a step back not because I was intimidated by him, but because I got used to Thunder’s straightforward nature and it made me take a second look to realize that they were almost like the total difference between each other.

After all, just like what I had said earlier, Thunder was straightforward and blunt with his words, whereas Storm, who was in front of me that moment, was politely asking me about that moment, even though he did not have to, because it was all chance that we met on that path.

I snapped out of my thoughts and hastily shook my head at him when I realized that he was still waiting for my response to his question. I even tried to explain to him what had happened, and he was just intently listening to me as he did not take his eyes off me.

“Actually, I was just walking towards where my cabin is right after Thunder and I talked, but I lost my way and I did not where I was anymore.”

I averted my eyes when I felt a little uncomfortable because of how he was looking at me. It was almost as though he did not intend to take his eyes off me, not until I finally finished talking and explaining to me as though he really wanted to comprehend every word that I said to him.

I heard him let out a sigh, which made me look up at him as I wonder why he had suddenly done that, but it seemed like it had something to do with what I said to him because I saw how he was thinking deeply, before he looked at me once again—and had made me avert my eyes once again.

“It seemed like Thunder had said something to you,” he observed, and even though I was firm on thinking that I should not look at him any longer and pretend that this did not even happen, I could not stop myself from looking at him with my eyebrows furrowed.

“How can you tell that?” I asked, as I tried to ransack my mind, whether I gave him a hint that what Thunder had said was part of the reason why it felt like I was lost at that time. “I mean, I could not remember that I said anything that was all because of what Thunder had said to me.”

I immediately kept my mouth shut as soon as those words had left my mouth, and I was about to take it back and say that I did not mean to say it that way, but I was not able to do it any longer as I saw how he shrugged his shoulders as though it did not even bother him—not in the slightest.

“I could just tell that it was his doing once again,” he said to me as he let out a sigh as though he was already accustomed to that thought. “After all, Thunder tends to be blunt with his words to anyone he was talking to.”

I could not help but to agree with him when he said those words to me, though I immediately added, “I think he was kind though,” which made him look at me once again, and that was the very first time that a smile was etched onto his lips.

“He is,” he agreed, which made me smile as I saw admiration in the emotion that could be seen on his face. “I even think that he was the best brother that anyone could have in this world. The best brother that anyone had been wishing for.”

I smiled as soon as I heard that from him, because, just like Thunder earlier, I could tell that he was also proud of his twin. I could tell that he was proud to say that he was his twin and that he could not trade him for anyone, or anything in this world.

“It seemed like you were happy about the thought that he was always there for you,” I mused, which made him nod excitedly as though I was right when I said that—and it was almost as though he wanted to say every single thing he was so proud of about Thunder.

Even though he did not invite me to sit beside him, I still decided to do it anyway, and it seemed like he was alright with it because I never heard anything from him, and instead, he even continued on talking about his brother as though he admired him so much and he was glad that someone wanted to hear what he wanted to say.

“I am always proud of him and I knew that it would never change,” he said to me as he let out a smile as though he was really happy with the thought of his brother. “He was always there for me, after all.”

I could tell that what he was saying was the truth. After all, I have seen the way they were always together, and just like what I have said earlier, it was already shocking that they were not together as of that moment, because I had never seen them without the other one.

It was almost like they could not be separated, and I guessed that it was just how it was. It was just what they were accustomed to, and I must say that it was the sweetest thing that siblings could do for each other—and it was also a plus that they were in this kind of situation that they needed someone else to support them, someone that could understand them as who they were.

“I am glad that you have someone you could lean on at a time like this,” I said, out of nowhere, which made him look at me as though I had just said something that shocked him like that. “I mean, I know that the situation you have as of this moment was really hard, and I must say that support from someone that could understand you the most was needed at a time like this.”

He immediately smiled as soon as I said those words, as though he knew that I was right—as though he knew that also and he was glad that someone else had managed to figure that out.

“I think that without him, I would not be able to accept everything that had happened,” he told me, honestly, as I saw how his smile faltered because of what he had said—because of all the what ifs that he had on his mind that moment. “I think that I would not be able to comprehend everything, and I would not be able to hold myself together up until now.”

I did not know what to say, but I just found myself tapping his shoulders as though I wanted to comfort him and that was what I had thought I would do at that moment. After all, I knew that nothing would come out of my mouth if I insisted on saying something, or rather, anything to him.

“I just hoped that he would soon find the happiness that he wanted to have in this world,” he randomly said to me, which made me listen to his words as I stopped what I was doing. “Because I knew that he deserved it. I knew that it was already time for him to get what he always wanted to have.”

“How about your wishes?” I asked him, and that made him look at me as though he was confused by my words. “How about thinking about your own happiness? Your own wish that you wanted to have?”

“I haven’t actually thought about it,” he said to me, as though he wanted to be honest with himself. “I haven’t thought about something that I always wanted to have, and I always wanted to achieve.”