What Sane really wanted at that time was to see his brother alive. He’d even kill to see him alive even for just ten seconds. He was willing to do anything just for him to be able to say his goodbye or to go to the past and watch his younger brother’s innocent face a little bit more.
He wanted to stay by Seleen’s side, and cry on her shoulders, tell her everything that he felt, everything that was going on inside his mind. He wanted to tell her every regret that he felt, every wish, every hope that he had at that very moment. He regretted that he hadn’t spent more time with him, that he hadn’t asked him enough about the things that were troubling him, that he even felt ashamed to ask his brother every single thing that he should’ve asked him before.
He couldn’t help but think whether doing all those things that he wasn’t ab
Losing Seleen was almost as painful as losing Ride, maybe because it happened almost at the same time, the girl didn’t even allow him to breathe before she left without saying anything. That day when Sane went back to the rooftop, and saw that she had already left with no trace that she ever lived there, he felt as if he had grown insane. For a moment, he thought that she was just a figment of his own imagination. He thought that he had already grown insane, and for the past months, he had only imagined the girl, that she was just in his imagination all this time. But of course, that couldn’t be possible because he still had the photo that they took in the photo booth back then, and his friends, Haniel and Illiana, knew about the girl as well. He wasn’t insane. He gathered a deep breath.
All of her life, Seleen believed that she was a mistake. Truth to be told, maybe it was really a mistake that she was even born in the world. Afterall, she was a product of an affair that shouldn’t have happened.She believed that idea as she grew up. That was why never did she ever thought of complaining about his stepfather’s behavior towards her. She thought that she deserved it, that she deserved to be hated because her existence was a mistake, and even when it had already affected her physically and mentally, she never opened her mouth to complain about it, to protect herself. The only reason why she didn’t give up even with her tragic childhood was because of her mother and sister who were so good to her that she even thought that they were angels themselves.As Seleen grew up, she didn’t have lots
Dead was trailing after her name.It had been going around that she had jumped off the tallest building in the campus.Some even said there was some burning. She died in the fire, down to her ashes, and that she was back for an unfinished work, as what other 'phantoms' did.Others said she took a leap to the rail tracks, the four A.M. train catching her fragile body in a snap. It happened after her house burnt down to ashes. It was fair, though. She lived near the railroad, down to Quarry Street.Whether they were hoaxes and made-up stories, news still spread like wildfire. It was a famous legend in the University of Penny Lane.Th
What is it like being dead and nothing to think about?Sane's grip around the railings of the rooftop was tight, almost wounding his palm in the process, as he could almost hear the beating of his heart ringing in his ears like a siren call in the middle of the night. He drew a big breath before shooting his look downwards, but immediately looked back at his hands that were sweating profoundly against the metal railings.I have lived a good life. Surely, I wasn't a bad person. Will God forgive me for this breach or will he put me into judgment for something that doesn't really speak to who I really am?It was funny how he thought about being in hell first rather than thinking about the interest of the people he would be leaving if he ever jumped off t
“Hey, boy, wake up. You are not supposed to be here.”Sane jerked awake, breathing heavily as he met the eyes of a man who he realized to be the janitor after a few seconds. For a brief second, he thought he saw a pair of black eyes which made his eyebrows furrow, but he just shrugged the thought away.He felt a surge of panic soon after before he started regaining fractions of the memories that happened last night. Those memories immediately made him feel completely ashamed of himself, especially when the janitor had seen him in his hungover state."You reek of alcohol. Did you spend the night here?” He heard the janitor once again, but Sane was yet too preoccupied with his thoughtst
"Who's the lucky girl?"Startled for a bit, Sane immediately straightened upon seeing Nikolaj who was giving out a light smirk in front of him. He was looking at him with an amused look on his face, and it seemed like there was no better thing going inside the guy's mind. Sane knew the guy too much.Niko was not the sanest member of The Dotish. But no one was really sane in The Dotish in the first place. They talked about avocado dreams, beautiful girls, how bad Miss Reyes' singing, mashed potatoes, moms, why Mrs. Roffeus baked a lot and every single thing Sane didn't really understand. No wonder the band had so much chemistry. Birds with the same feather really did flock together.Sane shook his head, shaking the image of that pair of black eyes staring down at him th
Never did Sane think that Ride was capable of doing such a thing. He was just fifteen years old for Pete's sake. He should be living the normal teenage life where he had nothing to worry about because that was how things should be. That was the reason why Sane kept on telling his brother that he shouldn’t worry about the problems that their family had been facing as he was doing his best to cater to their needs, although it would be hypocritical of him to say that they no longer struggled at times. It made him feel utterly dejected upon realizing that their problems could have been affecting Ride still even after everything and every effort that he exerted. Maybe there were really things that he had no control of. Sane was feeling very uneasy as they were in the taxi, having little to do but to wait, and to feel the hard beating
The day was a drag in the hospital. It would have been more dragging if Haniel wasn't there. She talked his mom out of loneliness and worry, and Sane was thankful for that. It was good to see his mom smile after everything that happened. Somehow, he felt a little lighter and a sense of peace as he looked at her smiling because of the things that Haneil had been telling her. "Have you prepared for your classes, Lady?" his mom asked her. Sane giggled before making a face at Haniel whose forehead immediately creased because of that. Lady Haniel Lo was her full name. As much as Sane hated pickles, Haniel hated being called ‘Lady’. She made a face back at him, sticking her tongue out, before clearing her throat to look back at his mom with a sweet smile. "Yes, Auntie Mel. We went to Live