The Second Diary is... (Part1)

I didn't surrender the diary of my twin brother instead I surrender the note that I just wrote. My police friend considers those notes as a firm clue on the investigation. He thanked me and said that my mom was now at the hospital. That was a relief.

I remember my nephew under the huge tree. I run and look at him. He fell asleep. I removed my handkerchief that covers his eyes; I also removed the earphone on his ear and turn off the music in it. I carried him inside and lay him down on the bench. I looked and tasted the cookies and muffins we baked. It’s still okay, I get a container and get all the cookies and muffins and put it all inside. I get my nephew's backpack and put the container full of cookies and muffins there. I also ready the things that my parents may need. I get second diary that I stopped reading and put inside my backpack. After packing up the things, we need and taking bath, I woke up my nephew so he can take a bath and change. I never said a word even if he asked so many questions. I called my father and he said they were at the hospital where he works. I didn't drive, instead we commute. I automatically locked all the doors and windows. I hugged my nephew so tight, I thought that moment we're going to die. After paying the taxi driver, we rushed inside the hospital and immediately looked for my mom's room. Before I opened the door, I breathe. My nephew opened the door for me. We saw my mom lying on the bed, she was asleep. My dad signed us to come inside quietly.

My nephew sat down on my dad's lap. I closed the door and lean on the wall. I closed my eyes. My dad knew what am I feeling. He knew why am I reacting like that because I'm closer to my mother than him but that doesn't mean we aren't close. My mother and I we're close because she's the second persistent person who gave me my medications when I was at my childhood stage. I remember the promise that I promised on my brother, that I'll protect our parents no matter what happen.

My police friend told me that its been two weeks since they sent my brother's best friend into an institution for mental ill. I decided to visit her with my police friend. As I look at her inside her room and observe her. She was talking like she was talking to somebody. I slowly open the door, when I reached center of the room, she stopped talking and looked at me.

"I have to be still." I said to myself.

I was shocked when she hugged me. "I told you, he would visit me!" she said with smile on her lips. "Oh, by the way, this is my best friend..." she said then hugged me. "He's the father this child here in my womb." she added and tried to kissed me. She noticed that I avoid her. She slapped me. "Still, that girl?" she asked with higher level of tone on her voice while looking straightly into my eyes. "Why do you still choose her even if she can't give everything to you?" she asked all over again while slapping me.

The two volunteers hold her and one nurse inject her. I saw her calming down then she fell asleep. My police friend stepped me out of her room. "Are you okay?" I heard him asked. I nodded. He gave me bottle of water, I didn't drink it instead I just hold it then left it at the corner of that institution for mentally ill.

As I drive way back home, I kept on thinking her condition. As I observed her movements, I felt something wrong with her actions but I can't explain what it is. At last, I'm home! I decided to continue to read the second diary. I was shock when I read that my twin brother and the owner of the second diary switched. "Who is the owner?" I whispered.

As I continue reading it, I found out that the second diary's owner was my twin brother's girlfriend. I discovered that my twin brother met his best friend when he was second year high school while his best friend was at her latter years of college at the same university. They met accidentally when my twin brother and his girlfriend has an argument that his best friend accidentally heard.

"My twin brother didn't mention this on his diary." I whispered. "Hmm... That's the reason how they begun to be friends." I said to myself. Then, I read the second diary again. She and his boyfriend had an argument because her group mates are all boys. She knew that her boyfriend was just jealous but she doesn't have any choice because that was their groupings. She had to do the project with her classmates. She explained it but her boyfriend isn't listening instead he got mad. She cried and walked out. In addition, when she came back where she left her boyfriend, she saw him with a college student. She saw them laughing. She got jealous, so... she decided to go where her group mates are. Due to the intense feeling of jealousy, she did everything to make her feel at ease to all of her group mates as bonding in a friendly way.

Months had passed before they talked to each other again. It wasn't easy for them to gain the bonding that was gone. They always felt the awkward silence every time they meet. I can feel the intense feeling on how she wrote her feelings in her diary. I can also feel her love for my twin brother. I can feel her emotions by reading her diary. It makes me smile, laugh and cry whenever her emotions were written the way she expressed it on her diary. It was their latter months of their third year when a big news spread all over the campus. Her boyfriend drag her somewhere she doesn't know. She explained and explained but her boyfriend wasn't listening. My twin brother dragged her girlfriend at our house. Because he knew no one was home yet, he decided to know the truth. He told his girlfriend that if she's telling the truth then she have to prove it to him. She was hesitant of her boyfriend's idea but if that's the thing that she can prove her boyfriend's accusation wasn't true, she'll do it. As he kissed his girlfriend, he can feel that she was hesitating. He kissed her deeper, he tasted her mouth but he felt more hesitant of her girlfriend's mouth. "Maybe, that's true..." he said with desperation. "I'm not the first one who kissed you like that." he cried. She saw her boyfriend crying in front of him due to the news that spread all over the campus. It was the first time that her boyfriend kissed her. It was the first time her boyfriend hugged her that way. "What are you crying for? You were the first one who kissed me like that." she said.

My twin brother looked at his girlfriend. He kissed her and his girlfriend kissed back. On his subconscious mind, he carried her upstairs opened his room and lay her down on his bed while they're kissing each other. As they unclothe each other until just undergarments were just they had on their bodies. My twin brother felt sweat between their body so he decided to stand up but his girlfriend was carried away by his kiss so she followed where he go. All she knew was her boyfriend hates sweat so, they go inside the bathroom of his boyfriend's bedroom. They showered themselves while her boyfriend gently lay her down at the bathtub. She felt his hands on her back and it was late for her to react when her undergarments are gone. She had nothing on her body. He kissed her girlfriend's neck. He can't control his body anymore. All he knew was he needs her to fill his hunger. She felt something sharp on hers, its sharp that she wants to shout but her boyfriend kissed her so she kissed him back. It feels like something is cutting inside her but at the same time feeding her in pleasure and luxuries. He looked at her after marking themselves, as they own each other. He's smiling while taking his girlfriend's bath. He carried her and clothed her then lay her down on his bed. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw her boyfriend looking and smiling at her. After a minute, she covered her face. She heard him laughed. "It’s already six, fixed yourself. I'm going to take you home." she heard him said then left her alone.