Chapter 3 Her Smile!

Miley

"He's annoying." I heard Nick whining not wanting to argue more seeing that he still has some headache and the fever wasn't completely gone! I was standing watching the ocean not so far away from there room

"He fucking stayed here with you to make you feel better. Do you deny that you're better than this morning?" Joe argued defending me.

"Joe, he was sleeping when I woke up."

"That's because he stayed up all day just trying to low your temperature and help you fight your high fever, which you got in the first place for being damn stubborn."

"Okay, okay, he's an angle and I'm a devil, happy?"

"No, you have to give him a chance, he's been so nice to you and you were a jerk for him."

"He's annoying." He whined again as I chuckled sarcastically and rolled my eyes. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket as I pulled it out and saw the word 'mom' flashing on the small screen. I smiled and got away so I can focus on the call without caring on the fight I've been eavesdropping on since its beginning.

"Hey, mom." I answered happily, I actually missed her, not just because I'm away from her right now… but ever since the accident, me and mom weren't the close we were before, it was my fault for looking myself up in my room, and now that I'm returning slowly to my old self –with Nick as one of the struggles- I began to miss her too.

"Hello, honey… how are you holding? Broke down yet?" I could actually see the smile on her face!

"Nope, your daught- I mean your son is a tough guy." I said and heard her chuckle.

"Someone's being careful about their secret. So, tell me what are you doing? I mean your job, your relations with them, and stuff."

"You don't have anything better to do than to call me, do you?" I said knowing that when she wants to talk then she's bored and is just finding herself something to do, but I also knew that she cares for me and wants to know my 'new' life.

"Nothing is better than calling my dear daughter- I mean son." She said and I chuckled then told her everything that has been going on. "Are you okay, honey?" she asked concerned after she knew about the attitude Nick is giving me.

"Yeah, mom. You know me and my comebacks."

"But lately you weren't really yourself." She mumbled.

"Yes, mom, I wasn't. But I told you that this plan could help me move on. And I'm already moving on. I mean I'm happy."

"Me too, honey. As long as you're comfortable and happy I am too." Those words could make me smile even if I was in my worst state.

"Thanks, mom." I said using my girl voice forgetting about the acting.

"Be careful, use your guy voice."

"Oh, yes ma'am." I said bringing back the guy's voice as she chuckled.

"Now, go, they may need you."

"Ok." I smiled, "Oh, hey, mom, did you tell any of my friends about me coming here?"

"Umm, not yet. Emily's keeping ringing but she never called when I'm home so I've never talked to her yet."

"Oh, yeah, she called me and I ignored the phone."

"Why? Something wrong?"

"We kinda had a fight, she doesn't understand me well. Not after the accident anyway. She just wants to get me out of the house, and when I say no, she doesn't even care to stay with me and leave."

"Miley, she cares about you, she just wants you to be yourself again, and she stays when she can. Sometimes her friends call her several times or her parents."

"Well, if she really cared about me, she could've told her friends that she would stay with me this time. She's never done that. She always left me for them; she left me for having fun. She never cared about me needing her with me."

"You never told her." She said trying to calm me down.

"She should've known by herself. That's something she should feel."

"Mark!" I heard a voice yell searching for me.

"I guess they're in need of your precious help." Mom chuckled trying to make my mood better before hanging, and it actually worked when I chuckled too.

"Yeah, I guess so. Talk to ya soon. Bye, mom."

"Bye, sweetie." She said and hung up as I turned around to see Joe standing behind me smiling apologetically.

"Sorry to interrupt you, dude."

"It's nothing, man, the call was in the end anyway." I said shoving his shoulder as friends do.

"Well, um, Nick wants to 'talk' to you."

"Why would he want that?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"He wants to apologize, but he told me not to use the expression apologize."

"His pride prevents him to use that word, huh?"I said sarcastically as Joe sighed.

"Listen, Mark, Nick's a good guy, he just not so good at the first of something new, and it didn't help him when the whole village was against us saying that we can't do it. So he's just a little stressed, but once he gets used to it, he'll be the coolest guy you know."

"But, I believed in you, that's why I'm here, so why does he taking all his anger on me?"

"Because he didn't know that you can understand the job at first, he was convinced that you'll only slow the work. But now that we know that you were in college studying those stuff, then he'll probably change."

"We'll see about that." I said and walked past him towards the boys' room to hear the 'apologize'.

"Hey." He said and followed it by a cough, looks like his fever hasn't really gone yet!

"Hey." I said with attitude not looking at him while folding my arms over my chest.

"Look, I didn't mean to snap at you earlier." He said and I coldly looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, really? And I didn't mean to be nice to you."

"Actually, I wanted to thank you." He said almost whispering.

"Why?"

"Because you stayed with me making sure I'm okay." He said as if it was the most obvious thing.

"I know what I have done; I meant why would you want to thank me?"

"Look, I know I was an asshole to you and all, but I didn't mean to, okay?" he snapped again making the 'apologize' has no meaning with that attitude. "I mean, I didn't mean to be a jerk. Can we start a new chapter?" he said a little calmer, but it was obvious that he didn't really want to start a new page… that made me wonder if he was forced to say that!

"Do you really want that?" I asked him and he seemed surprised by my question as if I caught him.

"Umm… yeah."

"Doesn't seem like that."

"Look, I may didn't like you at first, but Joe's right, you didn't do anything that makes you be the bad guy here." Nick said.

"So, you're saying that you decided to give me a chance?"

"Yeah."

"What an honor!" I said sarcastically.

"No, I'm serious, why don't we start a friendship?" he said and coughed.

"Ok, let's try." I said, "Let's check your temperature first, have you taken your medicines?"

"Umm, not yet." He confessed.

"Okay," I sighed not impressed, "Here," I gave him the medicines and a glass of water, he took them from my hand and took them quickly then let me check on his temperature to find out it came back to normal. "Good, you're improving." I smiled, and then turned around to leave.

"Mark," he called out as I turned to see what he wants, "Where are you going?"

"To find anything to do."

"Didn't we agree on being friends?" he said and I saw in his eyes that he's not annoyed by his statement this time, maybe he really started to like me! Or maybe he just didn't want to stay alone.

"Oh, well." I said and returned to Joe's bad and sat on it facing him.

"So, tell me about your life." He started. What a tough question, what should I tell him? I figured that the best thing to do is to tell him about Mark's life since I knew every single detail in it.

"Umm, my parents are divorced and I don't know much about my father, because we rarely talk." That's true; Mark didn't talk to my dad as much as I did! "I lived with my mother since I was ten!" I finished with a shrug. "What about you?"

"My parents are the most amazing people I have seen." he said and I smiled at the thought of someone that loves his parents that much! "They're always supporting me and my brothers even if we're wrong, they just tell us the right thing to do and never yell at us." He smiled also remembering his parents.

"How many brothers do you have?"

"Two, Joe and Kevin. Kevin is the eldest one, he's a manager at a company." He said proudly. "Do you have any siblings?" he asked I guess just to be nice; he didn't seem that interested.

"I used to." I sighed looking away.

"What do you mean?" he asked now a little concerned.

"I had a twin sister." Well, since I am Mark, then I'm gonna turn the table around! "She died last year." I explained, "Wanna hear about it?" I actually wanted to talk about Mark… well, in this case, I'm talking about me, but that's just in front of him… I wanted to pour out my feelings about Mark… how much I miss him!

"Oh, I'm sorry, dude, if you don't want to talk about it, it's okay." He said. I guess he could be nice!

I suddenly remembered some of Mark's situations with me, and wanted so bad to share them with someone, even if I don't stand that someone.

But how could I tell him about Mark, when for him I am Mark! Well, since I'm turning the table around, all I have to do is remember what Mark used to say about me and tell him… or what I feel and how I see Mark and say it in the terms of 'she' and 'her'. That actually could work!

Nick

"No, I think I need to talk about it from time to time." He chuckled nervously. For the first time I was interested in a thing that Mark say!

"Well, go on." I encouraged.

"Her name was Miley," he started, "our friends always told us that we look identical, but we always saw the differences, she was like the other part of me. We always felt each other's pain." He said with a side smile on his lips like he was remembering her! "She was so strong for a girl." He chuckled.

"Did you use to fight?" I asked with a smile.

"No, not at all, we always understood each other, if we fought it's just childish things, not real fights."

"How did she… you know… die?" I asked hesitantly.

"An accident." He answered, "We were both in the car when a huge truck hit us… and for some reason I made it and she didn't." and by that time I saw his eyes start to darken.

"I'm sorry, dude." I said not knowing what else to say.

"I just miss her. She was making a meaning to my life."

"Is that why you dropped college?" I asked putting two plus two together.

"Yeah,"

"You said yesterday that you don't like to talk about it, so why now?"

"I don't know. I suddenly felt the need to talk about Ma-Miley" he said. Miley. A strange name… but sounds good.

"She always knew how to cheer me up when I was so upset, she knew how to lighten up any mood." He said with a smile on his face again.

"She seems nice."

"Very nice." He looked at me, "I called her Miley because she was always smiling. It was Smiley, but she was complaining about it so I deleted the 'S'." now that I know where did that name came from I like it even more.

"Were you personalities look alike?" I asked, if they were then Mark could actually be a nice guy!

"Yeah, that's why we understood each other… it was like I could read hi-her mind." He said correcting the last part, but I just shrugged it off.

"I find it weird, you're a guy and she's a girl, how did you look alike inside and outside?" I asked amazed.

"Well, I can't prove to you the inside part now, since you can't meet her anymore." He said the last part quietly, "But I can prove the outside one." He smiled again and moved over to my bed and searched his phone before reaching a picture of them together and showing it to me.

I looked at the small screen to see a younger version of Mark. Well younger two versions of Mark… they looked so identical except he was a little taller and her hair was longer and a little lighter. I looked at the two of them smiling happily at the camera. The picture was taken at the beach… the ocean was behind them, it was a sunny day. Miley was wearing a sea pink shirt while Mark was wearing red one.

I looked between them trying to find any differences, but I hardly got any. They had the same blue eyes, the same nose, the same mouth, the same eyebrows –which I found kinda weird- and the same face shape!

I looked at Miley studying her features, she sure was beautiful, with her blue eyes sparkling happily and her hair cascading down on her bare shoulders, her smile also was amazing! I smiled seeing the beautiful girl's smile which also looked like her twin brother's smile. I must have been staring in amaze because I heard Mark chuckle looking at me.

"Found any differences yet?" he asked.

"You're taller, and her hair is lighter." I said trying to find any other thing but with no luck. It was actually that hard.

"Nothing new." He said and took the phone from me.

"How old were you?" I asked… Mark looked a little younger.

"We were twenty two, two years ago." Mark answered. "I remember that day; she was refusing to go out, because f a heart break, I actually felt her pain. But I decided to change both of our moods, so I somehow convinced her to go to the beach even though she was completely against the idea of going out!" he smiled at the memory making me smile too, "And it worked, at the end of the day, she forgot the damn boy that didn't even deserve her tears."

He said and I got confused and looked at the smiling girl again; how could someone break her heart? She's beautiful, and according to Mark's words, she's really nice, she even looks nice without any words being spoke about her. How could someone just go and break that gorgeous smile?

"What are you looking at?" Mark asked snapping me out of the staring case at the picture again.

"Your sister." I shrugged, "She looks nice." I didn't want to say what was actually in my mind to her brother, he may be over protective, even though she's dead, but he may not like someone talking about her that way.

"Thanks." He smiled.

"You look a little different here." I said looking at him again.

"How?" he asked concerned!

"I don't know, you look more like… her." I said confused as he was silent for a moment before laughing and I looked at him confused even more. "What are you laughing at?"

"Do we look so much alike that we got you crazy?" he laughed and I groaned, "Seriously, you stared at the picture focusing that you can't even know me from hi-her." He said and I thought about it for a moment before looking at Mark then the picture again.

"Yeah, you're probably right," I chuckled and coughed after it.

"Excuse me for cutting your surprisingly wonderful time," Joe's voice said in a sarcastic tone as he entered the room, "but we need Mark to work with us." Joe smiled.

"Well, I guess you're right." Mark said and got up taking his phone from my hands, "You should have some rest, go to sleep." He said to me and left the room.

"So, are you friends now?" Joe raised an eyebrow.

"Kinda." I smiled and laid back on the bed closing my eyes ready to sleep, "Go see your work." I said not bothering to open my eyes, as I heard a loud sigh from my dear brother and the door closed. Not so far after, I drifted into sleep dreaming about the adorable smile that I just saw today, and not in person… the smile that I saw in a picture.

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So, if you didn't notice the names of the chapters are 'My new life', 'My crazy idea', 'My important advices' and now 'Her Smile" well, whatever it is it's according to whoever had the POV when the word mentioned if you get what I mean :D, you'll know more about the boys' life later :)

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