Chapter 74

After me, it was Kairus who found the truth. Everything, I told him. He was standing there, staring at me with those deep eyes.



It's as if I was the only star in the sky. He kept an eye on me whenever I moved, halted, stopped, or breathed. It was easy to tell him, yet I thought it was difficult to tell him.



If I can say it directly to him without breaking down, I can do it to my family, right? The only difficult thing is deciding how to tell Tita and Tito without shattering their hearts. Without destroying their hearts and souls once more.



I told him all about my plans, and my heart skipped a beat as he nodded and said these words.




"I'll be there....I'll help you, support you, and fight alongside you."



It gives me more strength. I know Hayes can't get away from this, but discussing the truth and the horrible situation kills me. Hope's death would be talked about all over again. Hope is already known in the media, and this case will not be quite. This truth will ring out loudly.


Kairus went away for a bit. I thought he was giving me time and space to think and breathe, but I came to a halt when I noticed him holding a tray of various nutritious green meals and fruits.



"Eat your brunch, first....""




My mother barely holds her chest up. Angrily, my brother gripped his hand. My father tried to calm himself.



"What kind of man is he?!" my mother exclaimed, her eyes darkening. "Is he still a human?!"



Kairus quickly handed them the glass of water, and still he was beside me while telling the truth with them.



"Alena! She needs to hear this!" Mom exclaimed.




I nodded. Hope's parent deserve to know. I know that it would not open, rewrite nor re-walk the grief, but we need the justice that we and Hope deserve. I thought it was an accident and didn't know that there was a dirty foreplay. I had no idea there was criminal behind this.



The cunning, criminal, ass, jerk.





IIt was already traumatic for us, and how much worse for Hope's parents.



"Are you okay with this?" my brother asks, reaching for my hand. "I can handle this case."



""I'm fine," I answered, gently shaking my head. I've already planned ahead of time. I should have said it or told you the instant I stepped in, but...my mind is controlled by too many emotions. Fear, a feeling I couldn't believe, anxiety, darkness, and many thoughts as clear as mud."




My mother and father seemed unable to accept it. I came to her and stared at her, knowing that she treated Hope as if she were her own from the first time they met. She saw her like myself, a small girl fumbling for life.




I can't imagine the pain that a mother could feel after hearing this. The wrath and the scars that will linger until their last breath.



"Mom...are you okay now?" I said softly. She tried her hard to smile.



Dad put a hand on my shoulder. "Are you feeling a little better now?"



I fell silent and was unable to respond to him. There are some things in life that are more important than your personal misery. I smiled and approached him. I hugged him tightly.



"I-it's not.....easy, Dad," I admitted. "But you freed me to be this strong; I can do it."



Dad was staring at me with such adoration and affection. My heart sank as I noticed him crying as he glanced at me. I pouted to appear cute, but the pain was forcing me to do it first. Tears streamed down my cheeks as well.




"I'm so proud and happy to see you again," Daddy sobbed. "You had no idea how much you worried me; I can't set you free again; I can't lose you, again."


I know. I know you have seen Hope's parents get lost after they lost their daughter.



I understand how you felt. After losing their daughter, Hope's parents' eyes were filled with despair. It's no longer the same spark. The spark was gone, but it had changed the desire and urge to live. Even how much they tried, they just couldn't be happy. How could they be happy when the source of their happiness had left them forever?



Mom fell asleep in my dad's arm. Dad carried her to move her to their room. I smiled staring at them. I remembered their pictures when they were young. Mom was so sexy and Dad was a little bit big. But after Mom got me out of her womb, her body changed. She now has fats and Dad's body built was good, and hot.



Nothing has changed though from the way they look at each other, care, love and they still look young, pretty and handsome.



It was us, the three of us left in the living room. Kairus stood up, picking up the empty glass and palace it to the sink.



My brother offers his hand. "Wanna breath fresh air?"



I smiled, and nodded. It's been awhile since I talked to him too. I know that he has been so worried about me. We were like twins and the way we loved each other as siblings is very deep. Our connection and love to each other are one in a million.



We went outside, and stood there. My brother wrapped his arms to my shoulder and I leaned my head to his side.



"How are you feeling now?" My beother asked.



I've been answering them that but it feels like they either don't beleive it or they want me to elaborate it more.



"I'm good, now. I was just so happy that I couldn't speak that quick " I said.


I played with my feet with little stones.




"I have a surprise for you." My brother said so happily. I moved away aand quickly search what's that surprise.


My brother softly laughed and hardly took my head and place it back beside him to lean.



"I hope that you will be happy about-"




"Just tell me what it is." I cut him off, annoyed. He's trying to prolong the anxiousness I felt.



"I have a son." My brother said, and I froze. I looked at him with my jaw dropped. My eyes were wide enough happily. My brother softly laughed as he stared at me.



"Yes. You are now certified pretty nana now....""



It took me a long while and quuicjly hugged him so tight. After seconds of rejoicing, I stopped.



The big smile vanished around my face.



"But...who did you get pregnant?" I asked, confused. He has a lot of girls but I know these years, months or weeks I never heard a girl he seriously dated with. Mostly were only his women. Play in bed and end.




"Of course, my wife."




Wife? Who? Kelsey?



I pulled the hugs away. "I'm confused..."





My brother laughed so happily. This is the first time after the break-up I heard him laugh and this so happy.



"I am, too." He replied. "I just found out that, too. She was pregnant when we broke up. She hid the baby...." He said but I can't hear nor see the darkness or anger he felt. He stared at me with a big and handsome smile.



"His name is Marco."" My brother whispered. As if it was the best name he ever have said of his entire life.



Even I am confused and I have a lot of questions in my mind but I set aside it away. I'm more happy.



I smiled and hugged him pretty big.



"Wow, I want to meet him!" I yeller so excitedly. "I'm excited to see him!""



My broother sighed. "You will....we will..." He whispered like a promise.