ANATHEMA Greed of the Tainted Yellow Heart 3-4"The name's Corey." He said in a big smile as he held out his hands towards me, expecting a shake. I shook his hands about many times while he nodded in unison with it. He smiled wider and wider every time I shook his hands. He has a black curly hair, cut short but long enough to make him look like he's an owner of a big head. He had on a simple gray sweater and shorts. He seemed to be the same age as us.
"Well here you are", Aunty said while walking towards us from behind Corey. "So you have met."
"Well yes Aunt", Corey looked up at her while he still continued to shake my hand. "I see here a young lady... and some guy." He said still looking up at her and I successfully broke free from him.
"I think he's... what mom calls gay." I heard Peter as he whispered behind my left ear. Corey didn't seem to hear nor did Aunty for they kept on their conversation about us and him being new friends- or so what I hear. "Why would you think that?", I
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It was a long ride, maybe hours and hours of it. I slept through the ride and that memory was long blurred and forgotten. When we finally reached my Aunty's house- or rather mansion (I consider it so for I am from a poor upbringing) , she woke us up and lead us inside. The house was huge but it only has three rooms. My Aunty's room, the biggest one, was old and classic. Her bed hung curtains on the side and it was huge. I admired it to great extent when I was a child and even now; although she takes no pleasure of it. Her room had its own library and living room. It had no television or any electronics inside except a radio which was old-fashioned that even now she refuse to change. She had her own dresser and open closet which was as big as mine and Peter's room if combined together along with her bathroom.
"Come along now, you do not sleep in this room" she tapped us. "Along the hall- your room is..." she trailed a
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I saw my father smile weakly at my brother as he leaned down slowly to his small height. He holds his shoulders tightly and my brother Peter kept on nodding as he bites his lips.
"Good Boy" I heard my father said as he retrieved his hands from Peter's shoulder and held out his pinky towards him. Peter looked at it for seconds and held out his own pinky. My father's big fingers wrapped around Peter's out of sight. Peter nodded more and father hugged him tightly. Whatever it was that they talked about and promised, I still do not know.
"Father?" I finally said after waiting long. Father looked up at me but he wasn't surprised or anything. He smiled and gestured me towards him as I ran and jump behind Peter's back. Father wrapped his hands around me as well as we squeezed Peter beneath both of us. "I can't breathe" he said, and so we let go.
Mother and Aunt finally went out of the house together. Mother no
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I hear Corey's laugh as Peter tried to make the mood better with his corny joke attempts. I slouched deeper on the front seat almost smelling the perfume sent out of it. "No.. no.. shouldn't that be like?" I hear Corey ask as he laugh.
It never had occurred me that my original thought and hesitation of what will happen if I come and sit in the front would be true. That it would feel much worse than seating at the back and hearing their laughter. Its as if Corey is really saying to my face 'I'm ignoring you',. Unlike when I stay at the back, every now and then they would forget my existence, because I'm alone there, quiet and never letting them know that I existed. It wasn't always like this, however, when we were younger Corey and I were close. Maybe closer than Peter and Corey is now.
It was when we came to this town five years ago, both Peter and I were 12 years old. We left father as mother ordered us. She
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"Hop in" Peter said with a smile as he opened the front passenger seat of Corey's car. I hesitated despite my overloading happiness to the chance of getting to sit next to Corey, at last. I blinked and gulped on my newly formed saliva as I waited and imagined the disappointed reaction Corey would make. To see me next to him, not Peter. After all I wasn't invited in the first place.
Peter waited and smiled, trying so hard to cover his impatience with me. But I knew well the different kinds of smiles he have. Different for me, but the same for all others. I held the handle above Peter's hands and gave it a small push, letting him know I cannot decided.
"You guys don't wanna come?" Corey shouted coming from our house with about a dozen of water bottles in hand. He comes and goes, gets what he wants from our house, nobody seemed to mind. He grew with us after all. He didn't wait for our answer and made his way down the s
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"Palestine?" Peter whispered again as he bent over and peeked at my face. I looked aside, catching the faint smell of garlic from his breathing. I closed my eyes and stopped myself from gulping midway. He seemed to notice so and sat, while scooting a little farther. I slowly scooted away from him and acted to get very serious on trying to find the answer for the variable X.
"Let me guess..." He said as he swung back and fort holding his feet together. "You woke up pissed too, huh?" I can surely make out the smile formed on his face as he talked confidently. I looked at the chocolate colored brown carpet below him as he continued to swing about. "What about it?" I said in a sigh.
Peter inhaled deeply and stopped rocking. "Well... I just thought you would be interested to know... that Corey called-"
"Corey did?" I was alerted and closed my composition book. Looking up at him. I heard my voice raise