Mr humility episode 7

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Chapter 7

(Wake up the music in my soul….)

Lee twisted and turned in her bed, unable to shake the feeling of guilt that now coursed through her mind. Why was she feeling so at fault? It wasn’t like she hadn’t tried to stop that idiot from going out at first. Of course she knew that if she went out with her brother to search for him they would have a higher chance if finding him, but she just couldn’t bring herself to step out of the house just yet. Today was one of those days when she was feeling extra depressed, and the last thing she wanted was to go outside.

She sat up in her bed and curled her knees against her chest, rocking back and forth, hoping that the constant motion would make her feel more relaxed. After doing that for awhile, she got up from the bed and walked into the living room, standing at the door.

Maybe if she stood on the lookout for them it would ease her conscience a little.

She opened the door gradually, and felt the chilly fall air envelop her as the door swung open.

She stared up at the bright blue sky, and chastised herself.

She had gone out several times before, so why was it feeling so difficult now? This feeling always came and went whenever it liked, she had no control over it.

She sat down on the curb, pulling her sweater tighter around her body, when she heard what sounded like a soft whimpering sound coming from the one of the shrubs in the garden.

She got up carefully, and made her way into the bushes.

The whimpering sound got louder, and she peered curiously into the bushes.

There was a small white kitten curled up in,side, it’s fur stained with blood and dirt. It was whimpering in pain, and she blew out a puff of air.

Could this have been what was making that scratching noise a few nights ago? Was it possible that this cat had been going in and out of their house?

She sighed, and reached out her hands to pick it up, but as she had expected, the cat scratched and clawed at her, cutting her finger.

She winced in pain, but continued to try and call the cat down, reaching out for it each time she felt it had gotten comfortable.

She got cut several times, and not just by the cat, but by particularly sharp branches in the rub, but she was eventually able to make the cat see that she wasn’t a threat, and it limped painfully into her arms.

She brushed it’s fur sympathetically with her fingers, feeling satisfied with herself.

At least….at least she was still able to save lives with these hands….and not take them.

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Chan continued to stare at the intriguing and mysterious monument, that had the names of several people engraved in it.

He narrowed his eyes, but then quickly shook his head.

Now was not the time to get distracted. He needed to find a way back to Aster’s house.

This place, and the probable significance of that monument, was starting to creep him out a little. He continued to jog lightly, bowing his head when he came across people, seemingly forgetting that he had wanted to ask someone for directions in the first place.

Somehow, he stumbled on a payphone, and thanking God, entered, slipped in the fee and dialled Aster’s number.

It trilled for awhile before Aster picked it, sounding understandably frantic. Chan did his best to describe his location, and it looked like Aster understood his haphazard descriptions, , because he was there in less than twenty minutes.

“Chan! How could you go and get lost?!”

Chan heard Aster’s panicked voice before even seeing him, and he quickly turned round to correct him. “I didn’t get lost. I just missed my way.”

Aster reached him, and smiled. “Isn’t that the same thing?”

“It’s not. Getting lost would mean that I didn’t have a sense of direction, which is absolutely not true. And it’s all your sister’s fault anyway.”

“Lee? What happened?”

“She annoyed me when I went out. Made me lose focus.”

Aster chuckled. “Okay Chan. Let’s go home.”

Chan failed to notice the teasing tone in Aster’s voice, and they began to walk home steadily.

They arrived home sooner than he expected, and both he and Aster were surprised to see Lee standing outside, cradling something in her hands.

“Lee? Were you out waiting for us?” Aster asked, and she turned around.

She was holding a small white cat in her arms, and it looked like it was injured.

“Huh? Oh…somewhat.”

The three of them entered in,side the house, and as she gently set the cat on a soft pillow, Chan saw that her hands were bleeding.

She looked up and caught him staring.

“Did you hurt yourself trying to rescue that thing?”

She glanced down at her bleeding hands. “It was scared.”

Chan scoffed.

“That’s a stupid thing to do. Why would you hurt yourself for another person? I had a guitar once. The string cut suddenly. Guess what I did? I cast it away. What if the string had cut while I was playing it? I could have gotten hurt. I won’t even allow you to get close enough to cut me.”

Lee narrowed her eyes at him, feeling that they weren’t really talking about the cat anymore. She patted the cat’s fur gently.

“Well, Jesus does that for us everyday, doesn’t He? No matter how many times we hurt Him, He keeps coming back to save us, no matter how many cuts we give Him. Even if those cuts are just because we are too scared to trust Him.”

She looked up at Chan, a soft and kind look in her eyes, and it threw him off guard. His eyes w¡dened slightly, as he stared at her, she seemed like a completely different person from the person he had known for the short time he had.

He felt her words trying to pry their way into his heart, but he hærdened his heart, and grit his teeth.

Aster, who had gone into the kitchen as soon as they had entered the house, arrived back into the living room, holding a first aid kit and to Chan’s relief, breaking whatever spell Lee had managed to cast on him with her words and kind smile.

“Okay, so I got the first aid kit. But we might still need to take the cat to a vet though. That leg looks bad.”

Lee nodded, and grabbed the first aid kit from her brother’s hands. “No, I’ll do it. You’re hurt. You need to take care of yourself.”

“The cat is still terrified. It might scratch you too if you try to help it. It already knows me, let me do it.”

Aster scratched his head in thought, then tugged at his sister’s sweater sleeves, smiling gently at her.

“Are you planning to clean a wound with dirty, bloody hands?”

She gave her hands another glance, then sighed in defeat.

“Fine. But if the cat scratches you, don’t come crying to me.”

“Ha ha. I won’t don’t worry.”

She grabbed some disinfectant, and band aids, and stalked off to her room, slamming the door shut behind her.

Chan stared off at her as she left.

“Why does she lock herself in there all day?” He asked quietly.

Aster began to treat the cat’s wounds, earning a few scratches of his own.

“Ah. That’s…a really long story.” He responded, chuckling lightly.

Chan hummed in response.

“On the surface, my sister might seem like an edgy, and typical teenager, but she’s really….”

“Nice once I get to know her?”

Aster chuckled as Chan finished his sentence for him.

“I guess you’re not buying this then?”

“Frankly, I don’t want to get to know her.”

“Yeah well, but no one knows how long you’ll stay here for. It would be great if you two could get along. You’re both alike in a way.”

“Don’t. Compare me to your headstrong, immature sister.”

“Sorry. Sorry.”

Aster finished up with the cat, and began to pack up the first aid kit.

“Poor thing. I’ll have to take it to a vet once mom comes home. There’s only one vet on the island, and my mom knows the guy, she might get us in to see him faster.”

Chan shrugged.

The front door opened at that moment, and Aster’s mom walked in.

She glanced at the first aid kit, and the kitten that was laying comfortably on her couch.

She rose an eyebrow.

“Do I even want to know? This is Liana’s doing isn’t it?”

Aster chuckled, and followed his mom to begin to explain things, while Chan headed in the direction of his own room.

He passed by Lee’s room, and stared long and hærd at her room door. He sighed, and opened his own door in anger.

He got in, and lay on his bed, not bothering to shower or take off his shoes.

Lee’s words continued to ring in his head. It felt as if she had been talking directly to him, well, she was talking to him, but it felt deeper than that. And he couldn’t shake that kind, soft look on her face out of his head. In all the haze, he had even forgotten to ask Aster about the theater.

He wh¡pped out his phone, suddenly feeling like he wanted to go back to his normal life.

He opened his Instagram, and his fanpage, wanting to see what his fans were saying about him, after almost a month of inactivity.

At least, seeing their earnest words, and how much they missed him would remind him why exactly he was here, and who exactly he was.

However, nothing could have prepared him, for what would see as he opened his fanpage.

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There it is my lovelies!!!

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And what in Earth is chan going to see???

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