The Last Reason Why

Author: Kehm Socayre

Pseudonym: kxhmxtry

Date Started: September 2018

Date Ended: -

Synopsis
“Guess what is worse than falling?”
“What?”
“Drowning.”
“Why? It’s the same thing.”
“Both ends with painful death, but when you drown you don’t know where waves could take you.
And that is why it’s much painful, being dead not in the arms of the one you love the most.”

Characters:

Uviana Mejersed

Zash Yufierson

CHAPTER 1

Philippines. I was like a stranger to my own country. My family migrated to California since I was
8 and the memories before that time I couldn’t even remember. I only have my older brother with me. I
mean literally, all the moments of my life since 8 and onwards was mostly me and him. He is my only
family. My mother died because she had a heart failure and dad died a year after because of depression,
they told me that’s what happened. I don’t remember any memories with my parents, it was such a blur
to me.

Oliver my brother and I went back because it is time for him to take over our family business
after graduating at California. He needs to know how to run it on his own because Tito Rouel is now
done taking over it for us. While me, I need to continue my studies here. I couldn’t care more on what
university they would enroll me in because I would be okay with anything.

“I think you could adjust quickly here even if it’s a new environment right Vana?” Oliver asked
handing me a soda from the fridge. We just finished unpacking things here in our condo unit. Our old
house still needs renovation and we are still not working on it.
 “Yeah, probably.” I replied. As if I’d miss anything or anyone in Cali. It’s really not my thing to
treasure something so much. Well except for my brother who would always keep up with me. I mean,
he’s okay.

He curtly smiled and stared blankly at the ceiling. It’s like he’s thinking of something deep. He’s
always like that.

“What are you thinking?” I was curious and I couldn’t help it. He was still thinking I could tell if
he’ll spill it or not.

“Mom’s death anniversary is on the next day, would you like to go to the cemetery with me?”

I think he knows my answer to that. “No.” I quickly answered. I just don’t feel like going to
someone’s grave that is not even whom I know very well. Well of course she is my mom, but I barely
know her, or even remember her. I just saw her on pictures with dad. She’s a beauty but I just can’t feel
the connection. Oliver sighed and made his way to the couch.

I went to my room lay on my bed. Squeezing my body against the comfy sheets. At least they’ve
got good bed here in the Philippines. My bed in Cali was small, and I had a small room too. Here it was
pretty spacious.

The morning then it was pretty normal. It was a day for me to observe humans out there.

“Going out for a walk?” Oliver asked me while spreading nutella to the toasted breads. He
handed me one.

“No thanks, I’m fine.” I said fixing my shoelace.

“Well don’t forget to—“

“To bring an umbrella with you, put the pepper spray inside your bag, not to talk to strangers
and keep out of people’s business and to text you where I am at every 0.01 second.” I cut him off before
he could even recite the full ‘What to remember when you’re outside litany of the century’. Sometimes
Oliver is just being so Oliver, insanely over reacting. Crazy brother.

“Take care sister!” He blew a kiss in the air. I just stared at him blankly and turned my head to
the door. Pathetic.