บท 5: [ 5 ] Letter
"Lucas." Before Louise could continue, a sob came from Louise's mouth. he doesn't like when he was weak, but in truth he is just a crybaby.
'Is he really crying?!' Lucas hurriedly opened the door and pulled Louise into his arms. He hugged me back and buried his face in my shoulder, before countinuing to cry.
Seeing him like that, I felt a huge feeling of guilt building up inside me.
Although what I did was for him, atleast from my perspective.
I didn't care about his wishes and worried him for no reason by going on a hunger strike. Despite knowing how much he cares about me.
I am really am a bad brother. He never would shout at me, without being extremely serious.
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"Lou, stop crying, okay? I am sorry; I won't do that again, okay?" I said softly, trying my best to calm him down, and thankfully his sobs went lighter.
He looked at me with his swollen eyes and said in a feeble voice, "Don't do that again." I felt my heart hurt at the sight.
Tears started to form in my eyes too. I hurriedly hugged him tightly, he buried my his face in his chest to hide state.
"Lou, promise me you will come back every holiday, and promise me you will never forget about me-" Before I could say something else, he filled my mouth with a freshly baked croissant.
I stayed to chew on the crosiont.
I literally love croissants made by him, they were big and soft. I was quite hungry too, so it was getting eaten very fast.
He chuckled and raised my face with his hand, then said, "How do I forget about my only family, idiot? You might forget me, but I Can't"
He wiped his and my faces with a handkerchief, then said, "Eat slowly, no one's going to steal them."
I rolled my eyes and said, "Yeah, yeah. First of all, I only get to eat one crosiont a day because, as you say, they are unhealthy. And I am super hungry at the moment." He suddenly looked like he realized something.
He looked at me angrily and said, "Who told you to go on a hunger strike?" And I snatched away the basket of crosonts, leaving me with only a half-eaten crosont.
He got up to leave. I hurriedly followed him while shouting "Wait, Lou," but he ignored me and went to work.
I entered the bakery from the inner door. I and Lucas run this bakery. To be precise, I am the one mostly working here, but he helps me elsewhere.
We rented this house and shop from a middle-aged couple who were leaving for a bigger house in some other place.
We usually send them monthly rent with an online transaction, which is fine with them.
Mother's left inheritance, which was secretly kept from his father, wasn't much; it was used soon in our starting education.
For food, we relied on our bastard father. Whoever left us with nothing.
But thankfully, after selling the house where we used to live,.
We shifted to a small house while renting a bakery shop on the way to school.
That place was remote and had a low shop price; it was the best place I could find in order to save more money.
Although it was a remote place, it was closer to a small police station, so there was almost no problem troubleing us.
After saving quite a bit of money, we shifted to this place to get a better education for ourselves after selling that little house.
The economy improved, so we weren't at risk of losing it.
Our business was quite blooming here. Although it wasn't bad in the shop near the school, there were only poor people there.
So there is quite a difference between profit and loss.
At first, I thought to buy this house, but because the landlord said that they didn't want to sell it, I decided to rent it.
By now, we aren't poor, but not rich either. Rich kids don't need to spend years of planning just to get poor names out of the way.
I sign in n emotion before picking up the crosont basket that my brother was trying to steal crosonts from.
I couldn't open shop the last two days because of personal problems.
I couldn't help but feel pain in my heart due to the money I lost. I can't be idle today too.
I pulled the shutter and flipped the tag from closed to open. "Homemade bread is open," I said with some emotion.
And started to make other things. Lucas doesn't like to be an idler, so he helps me too. Though sometimes he tries to be lazy,.
Looking at him popping cream for creampuffs, I couldn't help but pat his head. "Lou! You ruined my hair," he said, fixing his hair. I just shook my head and went to work.
'I don't think I can bear to leave my adorable and naugthy fluffball here alone. Maybe... maybe I try going to school tomorrow.'
If my plan works, then we can live together without worrying about each other.
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At the night, thier could be heard sound of droplets touching the surface of ground.
Thier was also crackling and flashes of thunder every minute.
Louise had finished washing the dishes. Lucas was sleeping in thier shared room.
Just as he was about to go upstairs, he heard a bang. As if, someone had just threw something on the door.
He felt his heart drop in his stomach, the atmosphere wasn't helping at all.
He waited for a while, but thier was no further sound. He slowly opened the door to check what's going on.
He saw a small box infront of his house, he opened it.
There layed a small paper there. He opened it and read it aloud
"Hope you are doing great son. Wouldn't it be nice to meet daddy?"
His eyes immediately widened. His face lost his, hai heart started to race so fast that it started to hurt in his chest.
His breathing became ragged.
He immediately closed the door.
He didn't knew, that there was someone watching him in the shadows of the dark night.
Those were words were enough to make his night sleepless.
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