My brother looked at me, not answering my question; I also noticed his swallow as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
“Brother, d-did… did you... kiss—”
“Mouth to mouth, it's done when someone is given air,” he quickly interrupted my question and managed to smile at me, then suddenly pinched my cheek lightly. “You should be thankful to me because I gave you air to stay longer underwater.”
I felt a sense of relief at his explanation.
My god. So that's it; it's not a kiss!
I wanted to slap myself. I had such dirty thoughts. My brother was just being kind so I could win.
Ugh. I'm ashamed to have such thoughts about my brother!
“So, am I the winner now, Brother?” I asked excitedly and smiled at him, putting my arms back around his neck.
“You lose, sweetheart. How can you win when I gave you air just to stay longer underwater? So it means I'm the real winner. So, whatever I ask for, you have to fulfill it even if you don't want to.”
My smile suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a pout. “Brother, that's unfair! I should be the winner!”
I weakly hit his hard chest.
My brother laughed. “Oh, come on, sweetheart, you should know how to accept your defeat.”
I sighed. What else could I do? I already lost; too bad because I won't get the three wishes anymore!
Looks like that's all I can hope for on my birthday this Monday.
“Oh, why is my sweetheart frowning?” Brother Vince kissed my cheek. “Tell me, what's your wish, hmm?”
“Even if I tell you, you won't grant it anyway,” I replied with a pout while still clinging to his neck.
My brother pinched my cheek again. “What is it? Promise, Brother, will grant anything, as long as it's not something big.”
“It's not something big, anyway. But okay, I'll just tell you on my birthday, so even if you don't want to, you have no choice but to fulfill it.”
My brother just chuckled and lifted me up from the water, but he immediately paused when he noticed something.
“Sweetheart, do you have a wound?”
“Huh?” I furrowed my brow and quickly followed his gaze. But my lips widened when I saw the water turning red.
“I-I think I'm having my period today. Oh my god, I'm sorry, Brother. I think I dirtied the water.” I suddenly felt embarrassed.
But my brother just smiled at me and lifted me out of the swimming pool.
“Brother, you can put me down now,” I said as soon as we surfaced.
“But Brother prefers carrying you.”
I just smiled and hugged him around his neck, not complaining anymore. “I love you, Brother.” I kissed him on the cheek, matching his wide smile.
As we entered the mansion, Nana approached us, holding my brother's ringing phone.
“Señorito (Young Man), your phone has been ringing since earlier; someone's calling; it might be important, so I brought it here for you to answer.”
My brother paused and took the phone from Nana while still carrying me. When he answered the call, he continued walking upstairs with me. But as soon as he heard what the other line said, he abruptly stopped on the third floor of the stairs, and his expression suddenly changed, appearing dark.
“Cosa hai detto? Stronzo! Ti ammazzo quando arrivo lì!” (“What did you say? Bastard! I'll kill you when I get there!”)
I was surprised by my brother's loud voice. I couldn't understand what he said because it was in Italian, but his anger was evident on his face. I was quite taken aback because, to be honest, I had never seen him angry or raise his voice before. After shouting at the other line, he angrily hung up. But when he looked at me, he seemed to calm down and smiled at me again before continuing to carry me upstairs.
“Brother, who was that? You seemed really angry,” I couldn't help but ask.
“He's just my employee, messed up at work,” he explained, kissing me on the forehead.
“So, you shout at your employees, Brother?” I couldn't believe it.
“No, it's not like that, sweetheart.”
“Maybe you're a strict boss, huh?”
My brother chuckled at my statement and opened the door to my room. “Just right, sweetheart. When you're a boss, your employees should be afraid of you so they can do their jobs properly.”
“You seem scary as a boss when you're like that, Brother.”
“But you're not my employee, so you have nothing to fear. Besides, I love you too much to yell at you.”
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” My brother's concern was evident as he gently touched my forehead.
I nodded in confusion. “Yes, Brother, I'm fine; I don't feel any pain.”
“I mean... about your menstruation, isn't it... painful? Are you sure you’re okay?”
I couldn't help but laugh. “Of course, it's fine. I don't get sick during my period, so don't worry, Brother.”
“That's good to hear. Come on, get dressed so we can have lunch.”
I nodded, and my brother kissed me on the forehead before leaving.
I quickly took a shower. But as I was about to get dressed, I remembered that I had run out of pads. I had forgotten to buy some yesterday.
Even though I was only wrapped in a white towel, I left my room to find Nana and ask her to buy pads for me outside. But as soon as I stepped out, Brother Vince emerged from his room, already dressed, wearing a gray suit and looking like he was going somewhere.
“Brother, where are you going? Are you leaving?” I asked, approaching him instead of going downstairs.
“I just have somewhere to go, sweetheart, but I'll be back for your birthday.”
No way.
I frowned and quickly hugged his arm. “I want to go with you, Brother.”
My brother chuckled. “I can't take you with me because—”
“I know, but I still want to go with you. Please, just take me with you, Brother.”
“Come on, sweetheart, I can't take you because…” He trailed off as he noticed something.
I followed his gaze, and my eyes widened when I saw blood flowing down my thighs.
“Oh my god.” I let go of Brother's arm and quickly crossed my legs to cover the blood, but my sudden movement caused the towel wrapped around me to come loose. Thankfully, Brother reacted swiftly and immediately grabbed me by the waist, preventing the towel from falling off completely.
“K-Brother…” I uttered, my eyes widening in surprise.
My brother let out a sigh, then lifted me up and carried me back inside my room.
Feeling embarrassed, I couldn't look him in the eye. As we entered the room, he gently lowered me down.
“Oh, why can't my sweetheart look at me?” Brother held my face and lifted it to meet his gaze, but I still avoided his eyes.
“I-I'm sorry, Brother, I'm so clumsy. I feel so embarrassed in front of you.”
He chuckled and pinched my cheek. “Don't be shy. It's not like you're embarrassed to be with your own brother.”
He was right; I shouldn't feel embarrassed around him. I smiled and looked at him again. “Could you please ask Nana to buy me some pads now? I've run out of the ones I bought last month.”
My brother nodded. “I'll get them for you before I leave. Is there anything else you need?”
I shook my head. “No, but I would have liked to come with you. However, you don't want to take me because, truth be told, you don't really love me,” I replied with a hint of annoyance.
Brother burst out laughing and lifted me again by the waist, guiding me back into the bathroom. Once he set me down, he gently pinched my cheeks once more.
"Don't be upset anymore; smile at your brother. Come on, my sweetheart. Smile now, my love.” He peeked at my face as I turned away from him and gave me a sweet smile. “I love you, my sweetheart. Your Brother Vince loves you so much,” he said in a soft voice and winked at me.
That finally made me smile and pout at him again. “Just make sure you don't arrive late on Monday. I'll really be upset with you if you don't come.”
“I promise I will come.” He kissed me on the cheek before leaving me inside the bathroom.
I just ended up frowning, feeling like crying as he finally left. It's annoying how he always leaves me. He just arrived yesterday, and now he's leaving again, then he'll come back for my birthday, but after that, he'll leave again to go back to another country, and it will be another year before he shows up again.