Entirely Different Person [PETER]

Chapter 21 - He's on the couch, but you're at the door. **SMUT**

The tension between Peter and Sarah is palpable as they stare at each other. The air is practically crackling with the intensity of their animosity, and it's clear that there's a history between the two of them-- I just didn't expect Peter to be Sarah's brother. As they stand in front of each other, Peter's expression morphs from shock to malice, and Sarah's face stays completely calm and content. It seems like their words could set sparks flying at any moment. I seem to find myself caught in the eye of the storm, feeling like a bystander as the two of them face off. I have no idea what to expect next-- but whatever it is, I have a feeling it's going to be explosive.

"Y/N, go inside." Peter demands, not once taking his eyes away from Sarah's. I facepalm and sigh internally. I have a feeling that if I do what my lovely boyfriend is suggesting; everything will go to shit.

"No," I announce as I cross my arms. "I'm staying right here. You guys can talk about sibling trauma right here in front of me. Sarah already told me most of it, anyways."

Peter turns his head towards me, his expression shifts from angry to surprised, as if he's also caught off guard by this revelation. He quickly shakes it off as he deters his gaze from me and back to his sister.

For a moment, there's a silent pause as the three of us stare at each other in confusion. It's obvious that there's a lot going on between the two siblings, and it's not just sibling rivalry. There's obviously some deeper anger and resentment between them that needs to be addressed.

Sarah is the first to speak up, breaking the tension in the air. "I should just go," She shrugs while she smiles. "I have some errands to run anyways. It was nice seeing you though, brother!" She puts her hand on her hip, and her other one stays at her side. Then I finally realized where I recognized the heart from. It was on Peter's shirt as well. I should've figured it out sooner-- it would've saved me a lot of trouble. Sarah then turns around and begins to walk away.

I heard a noise come out of her, almost like she suddenly remembered something important. She looks back at me while approaching her car.

"Oh! And by the way, Y/N-- I hope next time we can do a lot more than just cuddling!" She winks. "Text me!"

Then she hopped into her car, and drove away.

I stand there stunned after Sarah drives away, trying to process everything that just happened. I can see the frustration and anger still written all over Peter's face, and I can feel the tension in the air as he just stands there, arms at his sides and his fists clenched, staring at the ground.

After what feels like an endless moment of silence, Peter finally looks up at me and speaks. His voice is low, and filled with anger. "Why the hell did you go to her house?"

I open my mouth to reply, but I'm not sure what to say. I don't want to get in the middle of this family situation, but I also don't want to let Peter down.

After a moment, I finally gather my thoughts and speak up. "I don't know what's going on between you two," I say, my voice gentle but firm. "But whatever it is, I'm not going to play monkey in the middle with you, Lucy was just murdered, and I'm stressed the hell out. I just wanted a shoulder to cry on; is that so bad?" I start to make my way in the house, Peter following behind.

Peter seems to consider my words for a moment, but then his thoughts are completely clouded by rage. "I thought you said you didn't care for Lucy? Now you suddenly care what happens to her? She hurt you!" His tone gets higher and his voice louder.

I feel my heart ache at his words, but I continue walking to the bedroom. "She was like a sister to me," I say, "And I don't care if she hurt me, she's gone now, and nothing can bring her back." I look up at Peter, and the hurt and frustration in his eyes is clear-- but mine is evident.