The Warmth In Her Heart

Alicia was still sulking when he enter the bedroom. After their late dinner and some bickering between Ralph and Alicia before Ralph and Delilah took the two siblings home, Alicia demanded to go to the bedroom straight away. Not after slamming the door when Ralph and Delilah with their kids. Tristan slowly assist her up the stairs and make her comfortable on the bed before leaving her so he could brush his teeth and freshen up. Even when he walked out the bathroom, Alicia was still awake as her mouth pouted. He sighed. It's his fault. He let his jealous self made Raphael as his rival to the point he can't bear to see Raphael sitting next to her. He wiped his face with face towel and went next to her who was laying on the bed. He would lift her up a little bit and let her lay on his arm as he lay beside her face to face. He look at her sulking face and trace it gently with his finger. When it comes to her pouting lip, he let his finger lingers there as he look into her watery eye.

"I'm sorry." He apologized first. Not long, her tears start to fall endlessly. A small sob turn into a wail as he caressed her back and just let her cry.

Alicia didn't know when she heard him apologizing she started to cry. She didn't know but tonight event makes her wanting to cry all of the sudden. She was so happy with Raphael and Daisy accompanying her when Tristan left to go to his company. Her dull, boring days are finally brighten up with their sudden appearance. Ralph even told her they could stay overnight with her. But it was all a lie when Ralph and Delilah suddenly decided to bring them back home. She had an ugly fight with Ralph. Calling him a liar and even told him that she hate him. She was never that fierce with him but probably she was all stressed out from the constant laying down and fruitless outcome. She was never a person who would stay in one place. Her job as a doctor kept her busy. Now with her broken rib that needed few weeks or months to recover, she can't do much. Even her precious hand is still plastered. But that is not an excuse for her to yell at her brother who have been very patient with her every whim. She would always make up after quarreling with him. But she would never let her brother go away without apologizing. Tonight is different and she was feeling restless. Tristan apologizing to her made her feel all the more sad.

It took almost an hour for her to finally cool down.

"Feeling better now?" He asked.

She shook her head. "I didn't say sorry to Ralph. I didn't mean to yell at him."

"You can always call him. He would always pick up your call no matter what time you call him."

"But it's late." she stated.

"He's your brother. And you're your brother's little brat. He will always pick up your call." He assured her. Seeing her nodding her head, he took his phone and handed it over to her. Before she could call him, Ralph made the call first. She was smiling as she glanced at Tristan. Tristan only nodded his head. He took the phone from her hand and pick up the call as he put it on loudspeaker. It was a big mistake. When the next second, he immediately shot up from laying down at the same time carefully pull her up as well. His face turn murderous. And the room turn to blizzard. Alicia start crying once again and insist on getting up. She tugged onto his arm to let him bring her to the hospital.

The call wasn't from Ralph. But it was the hospital. They use Ralph's phone to inform he got into accident. She just heard the word accident and couldn't hear anything else. She didn't know how bad but all she knows she wanted to see him. She wanted to see him in front of her. The fights that they had tonight, she was reminded when she didn't apologize to him and even told him that she hate him. She was anxious and couldn't care less about her broken rib and her broken arm. All she knows, she wanted to see her brother. The brother who unconditionally took her and made her part of his family. She could not lose him nor his sister in law, Raphael and Daisy. Delilah, Raphael, Daisy. They were together. What happen to them? Her mind just kept on running wild on their way to the hospital. She needed to see them and if she could repeat the hours, she wouldn't bicker with her brother and told him she hate him. She wouldn't do anything and insist them to stay at their house. She wouldn't... She wouldn't quarrel with him again. Just when she feels like she's about to breakdown, a warm hand covered hers and slowly spreading in her chaotic heart. In that very moment her mind start to focus on the person next to her who was driving the car with a somber face. She started to calm down and try to threw away the negative thoughts away. She wouldn't make anymore assumptions. Not until she sees her brother and his family.