It took a while again. I'm so sorry. I had absolutely no time, that's really annoying.

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The next morning my mood hit another low. Trunks was in such a terribly good mood, I just couldn't believe it. That Amber, that stupid cow! How could she take MY trunks away from me? How could she do this to me?

And Trunks raved about her in the highest tones, that could be cheerful.

Even my father seemed to notice that Trunks really had a crush on Amber, at least I was pretty sure of that. When Trunks was really serious about a girl, he couldn't take stupid sayings, and my father kept his mouth shut while my mother kept asking what they'd been up to.

I stared angrily into my cereal bowl.

Who was I angry with? Amber who had done nothing? My brother just because he had a new girlfriend?Or maybe on myself. I was so ridiculous, I knew he was my brother. How could I fall in love with him? He was my family, my flesh and blood.

I MUST NOT fall in love with him, it was forbidden ...

“Bra?” Trunks voice tore my thoughts from me and I looked up. Straight into his eyes ... those deep blue eyes that I thought I knew so well ... and that lately seemed so strange and mysterious to me ...

"Bra ?!" He waved his hand in front of my face. “What?” I stammered, confused, and averted my gaze. Trunks was so close to me ...

Go away ... I implored in secret. Go away, I can't stand this closeness.

I smelled the slight smell of his shampoo, his breath lightly brushed my face ...

"You are so pale, are you not okay Sis?" My parents also looked at me. "Bra, are you okay? Trunks is right ..." My mother also sounded quite worried, my father, as so often, abstained from all opinions.

"No, I'm okay, everything is okay. I just slept badly." That wasn't even a lie, I barely closed an eye during the night.

Trunks was still examining my face. He was way too close to me.

Go away .... Go away ...

But the opposite happened. He put his hand on my forehead, as he always did when he feared I was sick.

This touch made me feel electrically charged.

I really winced, alternating between hot and cold and my heart racing. "Brachan you're sick, what shit do you say?" he whispered and took his hand away. My mother looked at us curiously. "What's going on here? Bra, if you've slept badly, you'd better lie down again." I stood up, trembling, but suddenly the lack of sleep made itself felt in me. I staggered and Trunks was just able to catch me. "Trunks, bring them up first."My father finally got involved. My brother nodded and picked me up. I almost caught my breath, I felt Trunks warmth, heard the regular beating of his heart ....



When I got to my room, he carefully laid me on my bed.

"Brachan, what's the matter with you? You're sick, I can see that. Why don't you tell me if you're not okay? If not Mom and Dad, who both have so much to do, why then not at least me? "

I tried to sit up but Trunks pushed me back into the pillow with gentle force. "You lie down for now, okay? Sleep a while, Mom should bring you your medicine right now." He went to the door and closed it quietly behind him. I stayed behind with my thoughts ...

He only saw me as his little sister. The little sister ... he would never see more in me. And yet ... I couldn't do anything about my feelings for him.

A little later the door opened again and my mother came into the room.

"So really Bra, why don't you say anything?" She said smiling and sat down next to me. "I'm really fine." "I see it differently. You've been so quiet for some time. Even your father noticed that, but Trunks drew our attention." She gave me the spoon with the medicine, the I swallowed well even if it tasted abnormal.

I didn't mean to say anything. I wanted to be alone, couldn't anyone understand that?

My mother left the room with the words that I should rest for a while.

And now I was alone ... alone with my thoughts that wanted to suck me down into an impenetrable darkness.

Slowly I fell into a restless, yet dreamless sleep ....

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But the next part comes REALLY EARLIER !! I swear!!