Lonely Little Brother | Book One

Chapter Five: Family Drama

I ended up sitting in that alley way for the rest of the night. I kept thinking about what Kyle had said, and I kept getting madder. How could they do that to me? All I could think about was their betrayal, and all the shit they put me through because they were jealous. I wasn't going to let them get away with it. Nuh-uh, not in a million years. I was going to get them back for how they treated me, and how they tricked Mom and Dad into hating me too. All I ever wanted was to make my family proud, and happy to be my family. Now, I'm sitting in an empty alley way, just thinking. It's so confusing. We had all loved each other since I could remember. Then, one day, we just didn't. Now I know why. Because they were fucking jealous? They told me I was nothing, that I was nobody, yet they were jealous of me? I'll never understand, but I'll make them understand what I went through. They will know the pain I went through. Even if I have to force them, they will get it. 

I stood up, determination peeking through the clouds of confusion. The depression I once had faded, and was replaced with anger. Ferron's lessons are about to pay off, and I will listen to his word. 'Take your built up anger, and use it. Anger is the best fuel, use it wisely.' I will, Ferron. I'm gonna forget them, and make a better life for myself. The years of depression, and suffering because of them is coming to a close. It HAS come to a close. I just needed to accept it for myself, and face them once and for all. "You sound like a fucking video game character," I whisper to myself. 'Shut up,' I groan back. A shout of frustration leaves my lips, and I start walking. I look at my feet, almost intertwining. I never realized how mesmerizing it was to watch yourself walk, but I found myself doing so. A slow hum began to flow through my ears, leaving my brain to calm down. "You're fine," I reassure myself. 'If you consider getting mesmerized by feet fine, then sure,' my inner voice scoffed. "Shut up," I whisper back. It did, and I now see it in the distance. The two story brick house, decorated with a wooden black trim and roof. Yellow-tinted lights lit up each window, and the driveway still as steep as ever. Sighing, I prepare myself to walk in the front door. I catch myself searching for my key to the front door, but I threw it out months ago. I chuckle, and walk up to the front door. My little twelve year old self would be terrified right now, but I now stand as my newly sixteen year old self, confronting my issues head on. 

Knock, Knock. 

"Coming," a voice chimes. I recognize it as Dad's, and he quickly opens the door. "Ky- Oh, Nico," he says, looking genuinely shocked. "Hi, dad," I greet. His eyes are a dark green, and his face is paler. His body moves to hug me, and he does before I can stop him. "I missed you, so much," he whispers, with a broken voice. It takes every thing I have not to react, but I don't. "Get off, please," I ask. He slowly lets go, and I walk inside. "Who was at the door dad?" Hunter says, not looking away from the TV. "It's me," I announce. Hunter's head quickly looks toward my direction, and his mouth hangs open. James walks down the stairs, but also stops in his tracks. I sigh, looking around. "Where's mom?" I ask. "In your room," Hunter mutters. James and Dad stand near each other, and Hunter stands up from the couch. I start walking down the stairs, and I come to the door of my old room. I knock on the door, and I hear a broken sniffle. "Go away, Jack," Mom mutters. "It's me, mom," I whisper. "Come upstairs, I wanna talk to all of you," I plead. "N-Nico..?" She asks, sounding hopeful. "Yeah," the door slams open, and her body lands on top of mine. Her sobs are loud, and uncontrollable. I allow her to it all out, then I take her hand. I drag her upstairs, and now everyone is there. Including Ferron, which shocks me. Ferron sees me, and he runs into me. Lifting me in his arms, he doesn't let go. "Don't EVER leave like that again, Nico," he scolds, holding onto me tightly. "Who even are you?" Hunter snaps. I send Hunter the hardest glare I've ever given, and he shuts up.

Ferron eventually lets go, and I look around. "I came here to face you all, and now I have," I start, looking around at each of them. I look at my brothers in disgust. "You were jealous of me? You were so jealous of me being YOUNG that you had to do this?" I ask, throwing my hands in the air. They all look anywhere but me, and I scoff. "That's pathetic. At twelve fucking years old, I was forced out of my parents and siblings lives over pre-school jealousy. Do you know how ridiculous that sounds? Does this make you happy?" I shout. No reply. "Yeah, thought so," I scoff again. I turn towards Mom and Dad, and glare. "You are also extremely pathetic. To let your lying ass kids tell you who to trust, and believe them is also unacceptable. All of you are awfully pathetic, no?" I chuckle. None of them say anything, and I slowly nod. "Lets go, Ferron," I start walking to the door, but a body attaches itself to mine. "Please, don't," Miles begs. I sigh, "okay." Everyone looks at me in surprise, but then I smile. "Kidding," I giggle, pushing Miles off of me. He hits the ground with a thud, and I rush myself and Ferron outside. 

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A/N:

How do y'all feel about ruthless Nico? lol hope you enjoyed this chapter!