When mommy and I got home, I immediately went up to the room. Maybe brother Red will see me again and he will definitely get annoyed with me and talk bad about me again.
When will he be able to accept me as his sister because I have long wanted to have a brother and a good place to live.
I don't want to go back as a street kid, it's sad to be alone.
"Hey trash! who do you think you are?"
I stood up in shock when brother Red spoke behind me.
"How dare you steal my mother!"
My room door is not locked
"Even my sister's's room, you claimed it as yours? Huh I can't believe this!"
I can't stop shaking with fear.
"Brother ..Red."
I said weakly from where I was standing.
"Brother? I'm not your brother so don't call me brother! Do you understand?"
I couldn't answer because I was so afraid of him.
"Don't live like a princess here! I don't like you and not gonna happen! Because of you my mom won't listen to me!"
He come closer and I was panicked
"I-m so sorry."
His eyebrows crossed and he looked at me evilly.
"Look at yourself?"
I feel small and pity
"What do you mean?"
He laughed like he's trying to pissed me
"You don't belong here, you better go back to your place where you belong!"
I was hurt by what he said.
"Do you want to cry now trash?"
I'm trying to be strong and not to cry in front of this evil boy.
"Why? can't get your tongue huh?
He was trying to mocked me and make me cry.
"By the way, I heard my mom talking to someone earlier"
I was surprised when he forced to grabbed my shoulders.
"W-what are you doing."
"Seriously you agreed to my mom's offer to study at home and hire a tutor?"
Oh he already knows that.
"Tell me how much money do you want just to stay away and leave!"
My lips parted.
His eyes were challenging, what did Red think of me? A gold digger?
"You want ten peso or twenty peso? Just like how you used to be!"
I'm shaking and I don't know how to deal with him.
"W-why are you so mad at me."
That was my question before his mom entered the room.
"Red!"
He let go of me when mom came and I was so thankful. He might break my arms
"What are you doing in Irish room?"
Mom was wondering.
"Her room? Mom I can't ...can't accept this! I don't like her staying with us!"
Mom just sighed
"Did he hurt you?"
I shook my head.
Red was looking at my new clothes on bed where I folded them.
"You're just wasting your time with this trash kid!"
Red stormed out of the room.
"He will never like me."
I was sad about that and I don't know what to do.

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Loving him is Red
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