{7 years earlier}

[The night before Grey's wedding]

BLUE'S PERSPECTIVE

The door burst open and Grey stormed inside the room. I almost jumped off the couch when a loud bang of the door came after him. I was massaging my temple then.

Judging from the look on his face, he is furious.

"Whoa, take it easy." I said in a light manner to pacify him despite the persistent throbbing inside my head. It's damn painful.

"I can't believe they're doing it to me!" He bellowed. And yep, he is undeniably furious.

I stood up. And whoa, I felt a little dizzy there but I managed. "The what?" I asked as I walked past him towards the side table holding a bottle of wine. Red, my favorite.

"I need to find a way to stop the wedding." He said exasperatedly as he paced back and forth.

"Whose wedding?" I asked and sipped wine from my glass.

"Mine." He groaned.

I almost choke from the wine. "Wait-what? Your wedding?"

He heaved out a deep sigh. "Yeah." He uttered and sat on the couch.

I never seen Grey so down like this before. I made my way towards the sofa opposite his and manage to sat there.

"Why now when everything between Dean and I are going to be okay? Why?" He buried his face against his palms.

I was taken aback. Grey? crying? "Dude. Are you crying? Because if you are, it's kind of...err...not you." I said, a little creeped out the way my twin is acting.

"I'm not crying." He said firmly and lifted his face as he ran his hands on his hair.

If I weren't his twin, I might have fallen for him. He is just so damn handsome and undeniably seductive with what he just did. Then I realized... Ugh. What am I thinking. Yuck.

"Well, don't worry, we will formulate a plan." I said matter-of-factly.

"Well then, by all means, let's formulate now." He said, a hint of desperation in his voice.

"My, my Grey, relax, we have plenty of time-"

"No, we don't, the wedding's tomorrow." He said.

My mouth must have hung open had he not speak again. "That's right Blue, you heard me right so you better get that cunning brain of yours working now or else I'm doomed."

Ugh. If you only know how it aches now... Damn head. "Well-" I was interrupted when the door opened and a girl went inside.

I was caught off guard. Damn, she's sexy. For a moment, I imagined kissing, licking and... never mind, I was taken in the present when I heard one of Grey's signature cold voice partnered with a cold stare.

"What are you doing here?" Grey spoke.

The girl must have felt Grey's coldness too as she hugged herself. "Well," she started. "I'm trying to help you. I mean help us both."

"Why would you do that? You brought me into this!" Grey angrily snapped.

"I-it wasn't my idea." The girl stammered. "I don't like it either."

"You don't like what?" I cut in. "And who are you by the way?"

The girl looked at me as if she'd just saw me. "Oh. Forgive me, I'm Jessica and I don't like to be married to him. " She said and pointed to Grey.

"You don't?" Both Grey and I said in unison

"Yes, I have my boyfriend and I love him. It's my grandfather and your gramps who did all of this. So, we better come up a good plan now." She said.

Suddenly a light bulb flickered above my head. Not literally because that would be ridiculous. "Guys, I think I do have an idea." And just like that, both of them looked at me.

"What?"

I smiled. Mischievously. That was my specialty. "Here's the plan."

DARRYL'S PERSPECTIVE

"Tomorrow, you will be deployed to different hospitals. I expect great from you." Our medical instructor said.

I'm not listening to her speech anymore, she's done it like thrice already. I looked up at the seat behind me and saw Chris, my boyfriend. He winked at me and I have to roll my eyes.

I looked back on my notebook and realized I have written his name and my name with a heart in between.

Despite Sarah's warning that Chris might be just toying with me, I cannot seem to believe her even if she's my BFF throughout the college years. And this year's going to be the last. I'm graduating soon and this is going to be the last internship to complete my nursing degree.

Let's go back with Chris. Yeah, his looks might be full of mischief but the way he treats me, it's hard to think that he's just playing with me. Although he's my first boyfriend and I do not have enough knowledge with what Sarah was talking about, I just can't seem to grasp the idea that he would hurt me in the end. We're just two people in love.

"You are crazy." Sarah would say.

"And why is that?"

"You know Chris. He's one of the known Casanovas in the school."

"Well, that only applies to girls. And may I remind you that I'm gay unless you think I'm already a girl-"

"Will you shut it? Goodness. I can't believe you Darryl. You of all people." She raised her arms in exasperation.

"What about me?" I asked trying to defend myself.

"Well, you are intelligent. Why don't you use that intelligence over finding a guy."

"Sar, it's not the brain we're using in finding love, it's this." I pointed my chest enclosing my heart. "Besides, this is what I have been waiting for, someone who will love me. And he came in the person of Chris." I said and held her hand.

She rolled her eyes. '"Fine." She groaned. "But don't you ever cry on me if he dumps you." She said.

And I hugged her. She can never resist me.

BLUE'S PERSPECTIVE

I watched as Jessica marched towards the altar where Grey and I were waiting. Grey was trying to look calm. But I know better, he was so anxious to go as well as Jessica who was like communicating with us with her eyes. I was trying to look calm as well but my headache is just so painful that it's hard to concentrate.

Get a hold of yourself Blue, you can do this.

When they finally faced the priest. I know it's time for me to work.

"Is anybody in here who wishes to oppose the union of these two souls? you may raise your hand." I heard the priest say.

I swallowed. That's my cue.

I raised my right hand and I heard gasps from all around the church. "Blue, what are you doing?" My mother asked me in a whisper.

I ignored her. I went in the middle of the aisle and clasped my chest. "I... I..." I started, just like what we rehearsed the last night. Then I fell on the floor. My headache seems to get worse.

"Oh my God!" I heard one of spectators but I ignored her and just went with the plan.

"Somebody call an ambulance!" And that was Grey. According to my senses, everything is going smoothly as we had planned.

I resisted the urge to smile.

"Let me through." I heard my father. He scooped me and rushed me out. I think, the mob has followed us. And I put the rest to Grey and Jessica. If they're lucky, they could just slip out without anyone noticing.

And they could live with their true love in blissful days of their lifetime. At least, before I die, I helped two souls in fulfilling their true love.

That might be enough reason for me to go to heaven. The thought made me smile but I snapped it out immediately or the scheme will be jeopardized.

"Grey, take good care of Dean for me." I said to my twin before the wedding starts.

He looked at me. "You know I will." He said and the glint in his gray eyes echoed his words.

He loved Dean so much, probably more than I could.

The ambulance responded immediately and as if on cue, the throbbing inside my head repeated again and I passed out.

I woke up with an IV attached to my left arm. Luckily, the headache was gone. I recalled what happened at the church.

I smiled. Grey must be happy with Dean now. That leaves me with nobody. Sigh.

"I'm gonna die anyway."

I never realized I said out loud when somebody answered that took me out of my self-pity. "No, you're not gonna die."

Then I looked at the source of the sweet voice. A voice like Dean's. I felt excited but then I saw a nurse instead, smiling at me as he approached my bed and checked my dextrose.

I chuckled with my reaction. Why would Dean come here when he's happy with Grey? "What made you say that I'm not gonna die? All of us are destined to die." I said.

Then the nurse looked at me again after writing in the records. He smiled. "Sir, death will always come, but in your case, you'll last long."

"And suffer." I murmured.

"Suffer? No." He said a matter-of-factly and the way he managed to say it make him looked like Dean.

"Of course, I'd suffer, I've got cancer and all. I'm nothing but skin and bones. I'm weak."

"Sir, you are not weak. In fact, according to your data here, your progress is good. You respond well with the treatments."

"Should I be happy then?" I asked.

"Of course. There's more to life than this, you can achieve what you want if you just believe in it." He said.

"Will you help me then?" I asked

DARRYL'S PERSPECTIVE

"Excuse me?" I asked with his last question. He seems to have more glow now. And goodness, he's had blue eyes. I bet, he's more handsome if he's got a little muscle in between those skin and bones.

He chuckled. "I mean, will you help me in achieving happiness?"

I smiled. "With all my might. Rest now." I told him and turned to walk out of his room when he called back.

"Wait. What's your name?"

"The name's McKinley. Darryl McKinley." I smiled.

And for the first time he smiled. He's gorgeous. Goodness what am I thinking?

BLUE'S PERSPECTIVE

I think I saw him blushed. And I think my heart's been invigorated and my body reacts in agreement. They're telling me, you have to survive and live. You still have to share a happiness with Darryl McKinley.

I chuckled at the thought as I saw him closed the door behind him.

Grey's got Dean, fine. I'll have Darryl. There's something in those innocent, cute face. There is something in all of him. I got a strong feeling that they belong to me. He belongs to me.

It's the first time I saw his face, but I think it's not a coincidence that I met him today. "You've been sent for me Darryl."

I stared at the door where Darryl went out. "You're mine." I uttered.