♡I Think I Caught A Disease♡

Ch-4

"Dad..? What was he doing here early? He never EVER came early and neither was he drunk.' I thought to myself, he noticed us and weakly smiled. "Welcome back.. I got a bit worried about you both since you didn't tell me where you two went"

"We're sorry da-"

"Why'd you care? You're never around anyways and then you are always drunk when you are actually at home, so what's the point in telling you?" I said coldly, cutting Muichiro off. Dad looked almost.. hurt but I didn't care enough, why should I care about a man who completely abandoned his responsibilities for his children after his wife's death.

"Nii-san!"  Muichiro yelled at me, while I just stared at my emotionally neglectful of a father. "Yuichiro I-"

"Don't even start your bullshit because we all know you neglect your family after mom's death...go away I hate you! " I yelled before running upstairs to my room.

Even before mom caught bronchitis, he still used to neglect me. I never noticed it but Muichiro was their favorite out of us. It's not that they neglected my education or needs but they never actually spend quality time with me.

They were always busy with their jobs with my mom who was a librarian when she was still alive and my dad the manager of a wood furniture company. And whenever they were free, they always gave it to Muichiro, they treated us the same way, but they liked him more than me.

Maybe it was because of my anger out bursts at the most unexpected timings and me getting into little fights at school. I always got in trouble when I was younger, and liked teasing people. Muichiro on the other hand was the vice versa.

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"Mom look at this drawing I made in school!" Muichiro said as he showed his drawing he made in class to mom. "It's beautiful honey! I love it!" Mom said as she patted his head smiling.

"Heh! It's not even that good you know,  now look at my drawing mom!" I said, holding out the piece of paper for her to see. Muichiro looked at me, puffing his cheeks as he started crying.

"Yuichiro that's very rude, apologize to your brother"

"But you didn't even look at my draw-"

"I said apologize, now.." She said to me coldly, I felt tears form in the corner of my eyes, my head bent low as I apologised to him. "It's ok Nii-san! Your drawing is really pretty" He said hugging me as I just stood there, trying to stop my tears.

"Aww, Muichiro that's very sweet of you" She said as she smiled at him.

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"Get over it already.. It's been 6 years suck it up, you asshole.." I mumbled as more memories flood back. Making me burst out in tears, maybe I am just gaslighting it.

"Your parents would never neglect you, it's not like that! It's no..FUCK IT! IT IS THAT WAY I KNOW IT"

"THEY NEVER LIKED ME IN THE FIRST PLACE I KNOW THEY DON'T" I yelled out to myself. More tears streaming down my face as I sobbed silently in my arms until I heard knocking.

I had locked the door before breaking down and I already knew who it was. "Yuichiro? Please open the door honey! It's me, your dad! " Dad? Heh.. My dad continued calling out my name, his voice muffled by the door. After sometime, I gathered up the courage to open the door and let him in.

"What do you want.." I said, my eyes still red and puffy from crying. "You were crying?! I'm so sorry I-"

"I don't need your sympathy or apologies so go away, go fuck yourself for all I care" I said before slamming the door at his face. Locking it again as I walked up to my bed, pulling the covers as I opened my phone and saw a text from Senjuro.