Sam's Perspective
The walk home from the park was uneventful. Terra and I continued to hold hands for the entire way home. This made me immensely happy, more than an older brother should be from holding the hand of his precious little sister. Terra and I returned home from our 'date'. As soon as we walked through the door, I felt something shift in Terra's mood. While she had seemed perfectly content for the entirety of the walk home, she now seemed to be in some kind of emotional distress.
Before I was able to inquire about anything, Terra rushed up the steps into her room.
Halfway up the steps she stopped. She turned around and with a forced smile said, "Thanks Big Brother. I loved going out on our date today." She then flew up the rest of the steps and into her room.
I was left puzzling about her sudden shift in mood. Was it related to what she had been struggling with on the bench or a completely new problem? I would need to go check on her later.
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Terra's Perspective
After returning to my room, I immediately closed my door, freed my hair, and sat at my desk. The tightness hurt, almost unbearably so. I know my feelings for my brother are abnormal. A normal girl should not feel this way about her older brother. I know this, but I can't choose who I fell in love with.
For ten minutes I sat in my chair, simply allowing my mind to comprehend the feelings. The longing of love, the fear of rejection, the despair of my feelings remaining unrequited, the joy of spending time with Big Brother, the guilt of my abnormal feelings, the anxiety of being replaced in his heart, all these feelings washed over me as I sat trying to understand and synthesize these contradictory feelings.
With the conflicting feelings swirling in my chest, I retrieved a pen and paper from my desk drawer. I would express these feelings through music, the only thing I'd ever been good at.
Putting pen to paper, I wrote. I wrote the lyrics of my true feelings. The contents of my heart lain bare on the page disguised merely through lightly hidden metaphors. My true feelings, my love for Big Brother, all expressed on this sheet of paper.
As I finished writing, tears dripped down my cheeks, falling onto the paper. The tears left two stains on the paper, one slightly smudging the first letter of the final verse.
A sudden knock on my door breaks me from my stupor.
The knock was quickly followed by Big Brother's voice, "Terra, may I come in? I would like to talk to you."
Unthinkingly, I welcomed Big Brother to enter, as I had done thousands of times before.
Ah! It's Big Brother, I have to hide this! I thought, panicking.
I hurriedly shoved the paper into my drawer.
"H-hi, Big Brother. W-what is it you want to talk about. I was just thinking of writing some lyrics for our next song." I nervously gestured at the blank paper that was on my desk, hoping to distract him.
"Terra, I was just worried about you. You seemed distressed when we got home. You were also like that at the park. Is anything the matter? You know you can tell me anything," Big Brother inquired.
"Ha ha. Really? I hadn't noticed." I sweated as I tried to make an excuse. "Maybe I am just stressed over our recent release. That must be it."
"By the way, what was that paper you hid?"
"What paper? I didn't hide any paper. Anyway, I am busy writing lyrics right now, you are distracting me." I stood up and began pushing Big Brother towards the doorway. "Bye Big Brother. Love you." After successfully getting him out the door, I quickly shut it.
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Sam's Perspective
After leaving her room, my mind immediately recalls that sheet of paper that Terra hurriedly hid as I entered the room. Normally, I would think nothing of it, Terra would occasionally write things that she is embarrassed to share due to them being "cringy" or "horrendous". If I walked in on her with those she would panic and throw them away and she would get flustered and rush me out if I brought them up. That did not appear to be the current situation. There were two oddities that stood out to me this time, however. She did not throw out this sheet and there was a wet smudge on one of the letters. Terra would never cry over her "cringy" writings.
I need to investigate this. What is such a big deal that she would cry over it but wouldn't share it with me? I thought. Is it a love letter for some guy? No. that's impossible, she doesn't interact enough with other people to find a boyfriend.
Did she post something online and now some scumbag is blackmailing her for lewd pictures? Did he threaten to release them if she told anyone? Is that why she is refusing to talk to me about it? Is that paper a secret cry for help? That is unforgivable. Anyone who makes my sister cry deserves death!
I would need to find a suitable time to search her room for this note. It is my duty as her big brother to ensure her safety.