Where MM Stories Collide [BxB]

Part 1: Love Is Blind

“There is a very high probability that you will not be able to see again, Jace! I’m sorry...”

The doctor’s words echoed in my mind like a never ending nightmare that’s constantly annoying me and my consciousness. Like a fucking mosquito flying around my head and pissing me off to no end.

No matter what I do, or how hard I try to kill it... there’s no use... it’s just always there!!

Flying.

Biting.

Sucking my blood to fill it’s life.

Just constantly taking and taking everything from me!

My eyes.

My sight.

It’s gone.

It really is all gone.

Is it really gonna be complete darkness for the rest of my life now?

“Hey, You’re sure you gonna be OK in your first day back to school?”

My twin sister Lola walked next to me as I held on to her arms, providing me with the comfort and assistance that I needed. It’s not everyday that you get to go back to school a completely different person.

Well, in the eyes of others anyways.

I’m still the same person I have always been - Just, maybe a little bit more broody and irritable.

And blind as a bat now, permanently?

According to the doctors anyway... What do they know?

“Yeah, as long as you’re by my side!!”

It pains me inside to have to rely on my family to do pretty much everything now. I literally can’t go anywhere alone! I always have to have someone accompany me, or else they’d get in trouble for leaving me alone!!

That’s the kind of world I live in now, as regards to my life.

It’s the worst when you’re an introvert like me, who loves time to myself.

Having people constantly check up on me, and make sure I’m OK... It can get really annoying and just extremely draining... when all I want is to be alone with my own thoughts.

However, my own thoughts these days are not really great company I must say.

So maybe having my entire family bother me constantly, is actually a blessing in disguise?

The best thing about losing my sight though, is that I can just put on my headphones, turn it to the max and I won’t be able to notice anything around me. I’m just living in my own fantasy world from the moment I switch on my music!!

And I have the perfect excuse for ignoring people.

Escapism have never been this easy. Hehe

“Just let me know when you need anything, OK?”

“Sure! Now that I have all my siblings wait on me hand and foot, I feel blessed.”

I sarcastically responded just to make myself feel better, I guess.

What else do I have left in this world but my own warped sense of humour, right?

“Right? Master... What else do you need us to do for you??”

My twin sister shared the same sense of humour with me, and most likely the reason why we just get along so well. Not that it’s a twin thing or that we share some sort of psychic connection. We just rely and depend on each other ever since we were born into this world.

All of us siblings were adopted by our loving parents, so we don’t share the same blood but we share the same love and family unit.

I’ve got my older and younger brother, and my twin sister to employ as my servants.

All of them take turns to watch over me, and that’s how we like it...

“Well, you may have to help me sort through all the guys on this new dating app I just downloaded... I don’t wanna get catfished.”

“Pfff! You know we don’t share the same taste in men and women, right?”

“Yeah, cos I’m only interested in men... unlike you!!”

“I’m really picky though, probably why I’m still single!!”

“Ummm, that’s great for you... but can we get back to helping me find a date?”

We laughed and bantered all the way until we got to class together.

I joke about my dating life, cos I never had one before. And now it just seems even more unlikely - I mean, who would wanna date a guy who cannot see?

A guy who can’t even get to class on his own.

And on top of that, no experience at all... whatsoever!!

Might as well be single for the rest of my life. I’ll just live out my own love life in the fictional universe of Jaycee Pan!!

“The name of the Author that wrote the poem? Anyone?”

Ten minutes into our English lesson, I’m already starting to doze off. If only I could follow what everyone in class were reading. All I can rely on was my hearing now... and not having the answer right in front of my eyes put me at a disadvantage.

“Oscar... Wilde, Sir!!”

A deep and unfamiliar voice answered back boldly, with a self-assured attitude.

Not one that I recognised immediately.

“Who’s that?”

I whispered to my sister sitting next to me.

“He's Ray Chan... A Grade A Jerk! If he was a guy on your new dating app, I’d definitely swipe left... Long story... I’ll fill you in later!!”

She whispered back fastidiously and reluctantly knowing that the teacher could catch us at any minute, as we were sitting in the front row without anywhere to hide.

“Since you’re already speaking... Lola, would you mind reciting the poem for us?”

“... Sure...”

She replied the teacher back timidly, as a quiet echo of laughter filled the room. Mocking us both for getting caught like the amateurs that we clearly were.

I’m not like the best student by any means, but being a rebellious teenager doesn’t come naturally either.

I was clearly the one that instigated the conversation in the middle of class, yet somehow it was my sister who got in trouble for it.

Either the teacher doesn’t wanna be known as the one who picks on the blind kid... or I’m beginning to get special treatment cos I’m now blind, and they feel sorry for me.

Guess I shouldn’t be complaining since it’s a win win for me??

But a losing battle to anyone that interacts with me.

My sister reluctantly accepted the recital, and within a few seconds of her reading the lines to the poem... that same unfamiliar voice filled the classroom again with a deep sigh. Almost as if he was truly disappointed with how my sister was reciting the poem.

“PFFF” His resonant sigh gradually morphed into a subtle mocking laugh. “What the hell...?”

“Do you have something to get off your chest, Asshole!!”

Lola responded aggressively for her small stature, as she just about had enough of the new guy’s tone of voice.

How dare he mock my sister like that? Who does he even think he is?

If it weren’t for the teacher interjecting and stopping what was potentially gonna erupt into a screaming match of epic proportions, I would have given the guy a piece of my mind.

“That’s enough. Quiet down class.” The teacher wasn’t very pleased with what just transpired. “Since you have so much to say, Ray... Why don’t you recite the poem for us?”

“I would love to...” The jerk face actually stood up in front of the class, as I heard the creak of his chair moving backwards. And then his footsteps gradually moving towards the front of the class. Standing just beside the table I was sitting.

We are resolved into the supreme air,

We are made one with what we touch and see,

He began to read the poem as if auditioning for a play. It was like he was in a trance like state with his voice echoing throughout the room, filling it with so much enthusiasm for what he was reciting.

What was he? Like in love with Oscar Wilde?

And we two lovers shall not sit afar,

Critics of nature, but the joyous sea

Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star

Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be

Part of the mighty universal whole,

And through all Aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!

He carried on like he was the main actor of this love poem. I could sense his charisma seeping out of his every word; every line so perfectly recited. It’s as if it could be a song sung from within his soul.

What was he? Like an Oscar Wilde expert enthusiast?

And all the live World’s throbbing hearts shall be

One with our heart, the stealthy creeping years

have lost their terrors now, we shall not die,

The Universe itself shall be our Immortality!

His dulcet baritone swept the floor as he reached the final stanza. Like a climax to a play, instead we’re all enjoying it for free. I didn’t know if his voice got gradually louder and louder, or if he’s just moved closer and closer towards me. I swear at one point it felt like he was literally standing right in front of me reading those poetic lines to me.

There’s no way that’s true, right?

There’s no freaking way he’d be reading a love poem written by the legend himself, facing me!? Something like that would only happen in my dreams. Never in real life. And in front of the entire class? Not just our classmates but the teacher too?

And my twin sister?

Just like that, after what felt like an eternity, when it was actually just ten minutes... That jerk’s recital came to an end. With a pretty long silent pause... Maybe people were just stunned like I was?

I even had the urge to wanna give him a round of applause for his near perfect recital. Which I kind of did, but then stopped immediately when I realised nobody was clapping at all. I thought they might have just been a little delayed in their responses... but nope... it turns out people really just didn’t like the dude.

“Thank you...”

It sounded like he took a bow and then walked right back to where he was seated.

But before he did that, he walked pass me.

Almost as if deliberately.

He walked pass and said the words thank you, then tickled my chin with his fingers!!

“What the heck, Jace... Why are you smiling like an idiot?”

Lola quickly snapped me out of my delusions, as I kept wondering why he would do such a thing as he walked by.

Was it a thank you for appreciating his perfect poetic recital?

“Did he just recite the poem by heart?”

“Yeah, if only you could see the smug look on his face when he walked by! Actually, I take that back... It’s better that you can’t!!”

“Wow!! What a real JERK.”

What I really meant to say was the guy must be some kind of genius!!

How the hell did he recite the entire poem without reading it once??

If I could do that, I’d be a cocky son of a gun too!!!

I’d walk around with my dick hanging out if I could.

OK! Maybe not that cocky! Since it’s similar to like memorising lines from a song, right? The difference is that lyrics go with a tune that’s catchy and stays in your head. While a poem is just.... I don’t know.... Boring?

It still doesn’t make him any less of a jerk though.

He still gotta pay for the way he makes fun of my sister!

And just cos I like admire the dude for memorising poetry by heart, doesn’t make me like him all of a sudden!!

As if he’d be so lucky!!

“Class dismissed everyone!! Good job Ray... Keep it up!!”

See, even the teacher was impressed. I’m not the only one!

Then, seconds later a loud slam hit the table in front of me. I could somehow feel an intense stare penetrating my eyes.

“So... Who’s the jerk you guys are talking about?”

The man of the hour stood there leaning across the table.

“Stop asking stupid questions... You know exactly who we’re talking about!!”

Lola was having none of his stupid mind games. She gave it to him straight, with no subtlety whatsoever.

I feel him lean in ever so closely to my face. His breath warmly flowed into my nostrils.

“What are you doing? Stop staring at his eyes! It’s rude!!”

It’s as if Lola wasn’t even there beside me. He just ignored her constant protection over me.

Treated her like she was invisible.

I should be pissed off.

Why was he being so rude to everyone.

Including me.

“Why do you have bandages over your eyes?”

He finally broke the tense silence culminating between us.

Typical of him to do it by being rude anyways.

“It’s for protection from the likes of you!! Now can you please leave?”

I asked as politely as I could, with a hint of sarcasm. Maybe a little too jokey... which could be misinterpreted as like flirting or something stupid... but don’t get it twisted - flirting is a stretch of the imagination!!

“What’s wrong with being curious? Are you like Daredevil or something?”

“Ever heard of the saying... curiosity killed...”

“Yeah... Yeah... Never mind... I get it.” His breath still inches away from me, but I could feel it move slightly backwards now. “By the way... Your fly... it’s undone!!”

I felt him walking away with a smile on his face.

I swear he even gave me a wink!!

“I guess even superheroes have their off days, huh?”

He added as he disappeared into the ether - vanishing like the villain to my own superhero story.

“Please don’t tell me he just winked at me when he left?!”

I asked Lola to make sure I’m not going crazy in my own mind.

“It was more like a twitch!! Maybe he’s got some kind of face spasm?”

I knew it.

He wasn’t just being an asshole. He was flirting with me!

I could sense it with my Matt Murdock super powers!!

“My zipper’s not actually down is it?”

For a split second I was actually worried.

“As if I’d let you walk around with your dick hanging out... Pfff!”

“Ha!! You’re the best sister a twin could ask for...”

Well, that only proves one thing then!!

Not only was he flirting with me, he was staring at my Junk too!!

Now who’s the genius, huh? Jerk face!

I caught YOU hook line and sinker.