PROLOGUE

Prologue

Keith

LIFE IS LIKE A ROLLERCOASTER. It has its ups and downs. And it looks like I'll stuck down. I only realized this when I met this idiot in front of me. This idiot, Jonathan Crawford made me realize that my life is missing a lot of things.

How? Well, aside from being a complete idiot and all, Jonathan has a pretty awesome life. His life is better than mine. And knowing that obvious fact makes me envy him. Why does he have a better life than me when he's an idiot and I'm not?

I frowned at my thoughts and sighed sadly, making Jonathan stop at his tracks and placed the can of whip cream down at our table before raising his eyebrow at me, "Is there something wrong? Are you okay? Do you need anything?" He asked with a concerned look on his face and I immediately shook my head at him.

He twisted his lips — which he does whenever he's confused. I placed my hand on top of his, "Don't worry, I just feel like all of my energy got drained" I answered him and he slowly nodded.

He sighed and held my hand, "I hate it whenever you have to donate blood to your twin" He whispered as he lifted our hands and placed a kiss on my knuckle.

I frowned at him, "Sam's my sister, Jonathan. She needs my blood to heal" I said.

He looked up at me, and his amber eyes was filled with sadness, "I know, baby. It's just that, why are they using you to heal Sam? I don't get why tito wouldn't bring her abroad. She'll heal right away if they would bring her abroad" He said

I smiled at him, "Stop thinking about it. And besides, I just have to finish my studies. I only have a few years left. Once I get my license, I'll be the one who will heal Sam" I said in a happy tone, so that he would stop being upset about this.

Jonathan nodded and returned my smile. He was about to say something when the girl at the counter called our names. I silently gasped when I realized that he's still holding my hand. I pulled back my hand — making him chuckle at my action. He excused himself to get our cups and left.

I followed him using my eyes. I rolled my eyes once he was at the counter because it seems like he's flirting with the girl who called our names. Why didn't I see this coming? Even if he's with me, he still would flirt with other girls. Damn this idiot, I feel like a rotten vegetable here. I need my milktea already.

After I donated blood to Sam, I immediately told Jonathan to go to a nearby milktea shop. I feel like all of my energy got drained, and I need something sweet in my system.

I was about to stand up when Jonathan appeared into my sight, smiling like an idiot (which he really is) while he's holding our cups. I cocked my eyebrow at him as he placed my cup on the table. He shook his head, still with that stupid smile of his as he took a seat in front of me.

My eyebrows furrowed as I grabbed my cup from the table after quietly thanking him. We sat in silence as we sipped our milktea cups. I couldn't help but look at him. I noticed his smile dropped and his usual happy look got replaced by a serious one. He isn't that serious type of a guy. Even if he's already twenty-one, he rarely becomes serious. It seems like he's in deep thought right now. I wonder what is he thinking about.

I've known Jonathan for a few years now. I can read him like an open book. And it's not like he's so hard to read. He's a carefree and out-going person. It seems like Jonathan was born to be a happy person.

He's that type of person who's always happy. Aside from the difference between our lives, Jonathan is also like me. He's the youngest in their family. He's six years older than me — at isa na siyang licensed teacher. An idiotic teacher.

Despite the huge gap between our ages, we got along very well because of his stupid side. Even if he's an idiot, I'm so thankful that I met him. We came from two different worlds. He came from a happy, and carefree world while I came from a world that's the worst.

He lived a happy life, and I didn't. He does the things that I probably would never be able to do because of my twin sister, Sam. I have to take care of my health for her. Because I'm like her life supporter. Without me, she would probably be dead by now.

My parents are super strict when it comes to me. I have a lot of bodyguards who are always in the shadows, watching my every move. Aside from protecting me, they're watching my every move because my parents told them to. My every move gets reported to my parents and if they saw me doing something I shouldn't do, like eating unhealthy foods, I would get punished by my parents. I'm only allowed to eat or drink sweets whenever I donate blood to Sam. But I'm not allowed to eat any junkfood.

Because I'm basically like Sam's life supporter, I need to stay healthy all the time. My blood needs to be clean. I have a check-up once a week. And it's been like this ever since I was younger. I got used to this type of lifestyle, but sometimes, it just gets too... Tiring.

I'm pretty much the opposite of Jonathan. Unlike me, Jonathan has a pretty unhealthy lifestyle. He can eat whatever he wants to eat without needing to think if it'll be bad for him or what. Just like now. The sugar level of his drink is 100% and he still got it carmalized. Oh, and he even has a can of sugar whipped cream. I'm so jealous.

"Runaway with me" My eyes widened at what I heard. I almost choked on my drink. I grabbed some tissue and wiped my lips, "Are you that stupid? We both know that wha you're saying right now isn't possible" I said. That's right, how can we runaway when I have more than twenty bodyguards following me around?

I can't just runaway that easily. And I won't be able to runaway from them.

Jonathan chuckled and leaned forward, as if he's going to whisper something to me. I also leaned forward. He raised his left hand and rubbed his index finger and thumb together, "Everything can be possible as long as you have money" He said, making me roll my eyes.

He's right though. With a lot of money, almost nothing is impossible. The only thing that money can't buy is happiness. That's why my family, the Chuas are one of the powerful and highly respected families here in the world. It's because we have a lot of money. We are a family of doctors, businessmen and women, soldiers and politicians.

I stopped thinking when I felt Jonathan's warm fingertips on my cheek. He gently cupped my face using his hands and flashed me a warm smile, "Please say yes, baby. I have everything covered already. They won't be able to lay a finger on you as long as you're with me. All I need is your approval then I'll have my assistant do everything for us to be able to hide" He said.

I bit my bottom lip and tried to look away but he firmly held my face, "I want you to be happy. And I'm willing to do everything just to see you genuinely happy" He said.

My eyes started to moist as I held his wrist. I gently rubbed my thumb across his knuckle, "But what if they're able to find us?" I asked. He smiled at me, "Then we'll run away and hide again. I'll do everything it'll take to see that genuine smile of yours, baby" He answered.

"What about your parents? What if they join my father on finding us?" I asked him again, and he let out a chuckle, "Well techinically you're the only one who'll runaway since my parents wouldn't really care if I will go away. I already told them about my plan" He answered.

"What did they say?"

"Mom got mad. And I got punched by my father. He told me that tito Leonardo isn't someone I should mess with. He'll literally kill me once he finds out that I was the one who you runaway with," He paused and chuckled. "I don't care though. As long as I'm with you" He added.

I harshly pulled my hand back, "So you wouldn't care as long as daddy kills the both of us? Is that what you're saying right now?" I sarcastically asked — making him face palm himself.

After that, he looked at me with a bored look on his face, "No offense baby but are you that stupid to think that I'll let tito kill you as well?" He asked. I grinned at him, "None taken. And maybe. Who knows" I answered.

He looked at me for a couple of seconds before standing up out of the sudden, making me flinch. "Yah, why are you suddenly standing up? You scared me" I scolded him but he didn't mind me.

He stretched his arm out, offering his hand to me. I cocked an eyebrow at him, silently asking him why. He flashed me a half smile, "Will you runaway with me?" He asked.

I froze in my seat. I looked at his hand before looking at him. He now has this serious look on his face and his eyes are silently begging me to say yes. I nervously gulped.

If I accepted his hand, that means I'll runaway with him. And if I ran away with him, my life would be easier. I wouldn't have to think about my responsibilities for Sam. And I can do the things I want to do.

I love the thought of being free. But is it worth it? What would happen to Sam once I leave? What would daddy do? What about my future as a doctor?

But if I won't accept his hand, I'll remain as the sacrifice for Sam. I'll continue to suffer if I won't come with him.

What should I do?

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