The Secret Love Between Siblings novel Chapter 14

The next few weeks were very dull and painful. My whole family was buried together. My Uncle Rick's family came to live with me. Every day I went to the graveyard and wept for them. I felt very alone in my house. My uncle Rick's family consisted of her wife Ella and their 20-year-old daughter Olivia. They were kind to me but still, I missed my wonderful family. Once I thought,'How sad it is. We always take some things for granted but when they are snatched away from us we came to know that they were the most precious things.’

  I was pulled away from my thoughts when a knock came on the door.

  “Come in.” I said. Olivia came in and sat beside me. I sat staring at the floor.

  “Mavon. Look at me,” she said with authority. I looked at her face. She had a very fair complexion like her father and unlike her mother. She had brown eyes and dark hair. She was beautiful but not as beautiful as Sarah. I stared in her eyes.

  “You have to come out of your grief. There is a whole life waiting ahead of you,” she said soothingly. I nodded.

  “Come, lunch is ready.” she smiled. She took my hand and led me to the kitchen. There my uncle and aunt sat. I sat beside Olivia. We ate lunch silently. Olivia tried to talk with me but I was wandering in another world. I went into my bedroom and lay there lifelessly. Sometimes I thought to do suicide but a voice inside me always convinced me against it.

  “I really miss you, Sarah.” I whispered with my eyes brimming with tears.

  “I miss you too.” someone said. I turned and found Sarah lying beside me. She was in her usual pink top and shorts. Her body was transparent and it glowed. I rubbed my eyes but still, she was there. 

  I jumped at her for hugging her but she deformed like a cloud of smoke and reformed standing against the wall.

  “I have no physical body little brother,” she said sadly.

  “Are you really here?” I asked.

  “Yes and no. My one half is in another world with our parents and my other half is here for wishing you goodbye,” she said.

  “It means you still exist,” I said.

  “Yes. We exist in the world of the dead waiting for you.” she grinned.

  “So, if I commit suicide I can be with you now?” I asked happily.

  “No.” she looked worried, “It doesn't work like that. The suicide doers are banished from the afterlife and they stop existing.”

  “That doesn't make any sense.” I growled in frustration. She smiled sadly and shrugged.

  “So why are you here?” I asked.