"What have I done to be hurt when I only love someone?"
FIFTH'S / ROCHEDAN JAVINENDO'S POV
Myriana and Karson attacked us earlier. That was a close call, but we went away with it. I'm with my pair and because her nth sense is touch, she felt someone's presence. She can also sense that someone was firing a gun at us without the need for close contact of touch. She just needs to touch the ground, tree trunk, or grass to detect an enemy movement or involvement. We keep on walking slowly. I don't have a problem with her, but I hope she's comfortable being with me. I keep thinking about Rochevel. I wonder how she and her partner are doing.
I touch the marking on my nape while worrying about my little sister. We have the same markings as the letter R. I hope they're okay.
Our parents have given us the name Rochedan Javinendo and my twin is Rochevel Javinendo. We have been close since we were kids. Our relatives and friends are fond of us, the twins of the opposite gender. We have been considered a blessing to our family because we are the first generation to have a twin in our lineage.
I'm a protective brother because Rochevel is my only sibling. We have a simple life, and I've got nothing to ask for. Our parents love us so much. We are not affluent, so we go to a nearby humble school. My twin's school and I are different because my school is far from our house, but she can't stand long trips. As for me, I'm a varsity athlete at school, so I can't give up my sports career at that school.
Everything is fine until our dearest grandmother died. She holds dearly to us. She has become our second mother because our parents work and live abroad for several years. She took care of us and supported us since we were kids. When our grandmother died, Rochevel was greatly affected by it. A year later, we found out that our father had cancer at a critical stage. He inherited this illness from our grandmother, who died last year. It's hard to accept that our dearest father is ill. They went abroad to give us a better life. At first, my father didn't want my mother to work there, too. But my mother insisted that they could save more money, and they would be together to help each other. My parents' love for us is unparalleled. I witness how loving our parents can be. How my father loves my mother and how my mother loves my father has inspired me to love someone special too.
I liked someone in grade 9. Rochevel was very happy for me. I also introduced her to my family because I was serious about her. You may call it puppy love, that I may not understand what it was at that young age, but I'm sure that she's my first love. I loved her truly with pure intentions. We'd been together for almost a year when she betrayed me. I saw her cellphone with texts from another man. He was flirting with her, and she entertained him. I slapped her unintentionally. She cried and left me. Before I parted with her, I questioned her about what else I was missing. I want to know why she did that to me. I treated her right and full of love. I can't understand where I went wrong. Her answer was because I am too good for her. She only thought of me as her older brother.
She lacks love from his father. She is an only child who needs the love of a man. She doesn't think of me as that kind of love. Not the love of a boyfriend but of an older brother. I gave myself too much to someone who can't love me in return. Why am I experiencing this? I simply loved someone truthfully, but why am I the one who's enduring all this pain? Is it wrong to love someone deeply? I am the one who gives love, yet I am also the one who got hurt badly.
I almost lost myself in the heartbreak that I experienced. Until now, it still hurts. I tried to forget about that by pouring out my love on my education, career, and family. But when I recovered from my past romantic relationship, my father's illness got worse. Rochevel and I cannot allow our father to suffer like this because he must be treated immediately. We have agreed that our father will stop working, go back to our home country, and start his treatment locally. But without our mother on his side, he cannot focus on his treatment.
Two years from now, this will be a bigger challenge for us because Rochevel and I will enter college soon. Our parents had planned to enroll us in a prestigious university and would let us rent dormitories. They support us in every way they can. Father is firm about his decision to enroll us in a prestigious university since it was his promise to us, and he said that we deserve it for being good children to them. I focused more on my studies and did better as an athlete to get a full scholarship to the prestigious university that our parents want us to attend. This will help my parents ease the financial burden on our studies.
I hope... everything will be okay again, just like the old times when grandmother was still alive. All five of us are living happily under the same roof. I want to go experience again to where the house is loud, and every meal is served with a warm hug. And maybe I want to go back when I chose not to pursue my love for her but focused on loving myself first.