"Hurry Lami, put on your shoes or else I'm leaving you."
His words were just as cool as ever, even when he's threatening me I can't help but admire him.
I exhale sharply through my nose, "Leaving me? But I just helped you find your hat! You delinquent!" I sputter out trying my best to sound mature in an attempt to hurt his feelings.
First mission a failure.
He chuckled and then slowly broke out into fits of laughter. Red instantaneously rose to my cheeks as if my mind knew where it messed up.
He gathered himself, "That's not quite how you use delinquent, young grasshopper." Saying that last statement while patting my head.
I quickly shoo his hand away frantically. Through pouted cheeks I quietly sputter, "Whatever." As we make our way out the door.
But instead of moving forward Law suddenly stops and gazes back, I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. There were times when Law wasn't Law, ya know? Like the look in his eyes were sinister and unforgiving, as if he's killed before. The sudden thought makes my toes and fingers go cold and I began to tear up.
"Huh?" Law becomes normal again, but at this point my tears are about to fall. "What? What's wrong?! What I do!?" He stated nervously as he searches me for any bruises or scratches and then feels my forehead.
I quickly shook my head, restoring my breath. "I just, I just." Tears began to fall once more. "You know?" I say through my cracking voice.
He shakes his head frantically while blue rises to his face, "No, I don't know! You didn't even say anything." He chokes out, through rushed words. "Come on this isn't like you." He says trying to forcefully wipe away my tears.
Well he wasn't wrong he rarely saw me cry, but as far as crying goes I was the wimpiest of the wimps. It's just that if you don't let it be seen then people will never know, ya know?
I nod my head . . . Maybe a bit to vigorously as I start choking on the snot and drool building up. Law begins smacking my back. I put my hand up before I muttered "It's ok, I'm ok. Thank you." I take a deep breath, look up, and smile. "Let's just go already."
His shoulders relaxed, "Finally, let's go!" He practically yelled as his smile became more apparent on his face. He took my hand and we trotted towards the park.
"We got here really fast." I chirped while smiling, pointing my finger towards the swings. My obvious first choice every time we came.
Law rolls his eyes, but we started towards the swings anyway. On the way he greeted a couple of people around his age and maybe some a year or two younger.
As we get closer and no one is really there, I start the conversation. "Wow you're popular brother." I say taking my seat on the swing.
"Hell yea, I am." He say slowly pushing me.
As close as we are he would usually say a bad word or two, it wasn't uncommon. He also wasn't really humble around me.
"Great modesty. I always knew you were cour- Court- Courteo- POLITE and quiet." I said cracking a smile but trying to keep a straight face.
Second mission a failure.
He catches the swing and holds it. Before I can contradict anything his fingers are like ants and he begins tickling me. The nerve! Although I can't help but to erupt with fits of giggles and laughter. Hearing the pain yet happiness in my voice he is determined to not stop.
After a good minute he finally, finally stops and hugs me. "We're sister and brother of course I'm honest about myself around you. Just as I hope you are." He clings harder.
As unnatural as this seems it was actually pretty normal for us . . . since I could never tell him about my true self. Every single time it would seem as though he knew that my life wasn't great, ya know? So every time he would try to confirm that I'm telling him everything.
I began to open my mouth my fingers trembling, "Actually I'm no-" I slam my mouth shut, I feel glares from the crowd. Cold, sinister, heartless glares . . . the usual glares. Tears began to get settle in as I bite my lips together. "Actually can we go? I'm feeling really weak and sick, right now."
Law's eyes widened, "Uh sure. Let's go . . . I guess." He bends down and motioned for me to get on his back. I shake my head trying my best to hold back any fear my facial expressions may be harboring. He slowly breathed in and out, "Come on Lami. You're my little sister and you said you're feeling weak so let's go."
I attempt to defy, almost causing myself more problem, "No, I'm alri-" I'm scooped up first princess styled but then positioned so that my chin is resting on his shoulder and he's holding me as if I'm a baby.
"Shhhh, besides we'll get home quicker. I'm not gonna wait for you and check on you every five minutes." He says bouncing and hushing me.
Well now I have to oppose my tears so that he doesn't think anything crazy is going on. Although I'm successful in holding back tears, I'm not as great with my snot. It slowly crawls down my lip onto my brother's shoulder. I sniff in an attempt to save him, but another fail. The booger attack is a great success I can almost hear my snot saying.
Well at least one mission was successful.
He chuckles, I'm guessing he felt it drip on his shoulder and he knew what it was. "Goodness and you were trying to say you were alright. No way, we're going straight home." And with that we were off, it was comfortable and quiet and relaxing. I could still feel the glares.
