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"You think you're different to me, don't you?" I tilt my head, staring at each other's lips.
Without breaking eye contact, he slowly stands, making him in control with the advantage in height. I'm the one looking up at him now.
"And you...
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"Anna! Can you come tell mom she's out of her mind again?" I hear Reggie's voice from the kitchen. I pause my show, sighing before getting up.
Walking into the kitchen, I see our lovely mother who somehow with her youth looks exhausted and miserable today. Reggie is sitting on the kitchen island, his hands over his head.
"Yes?" I ask, crossing my arms with the remote still in my hand. Reggie was always going back and forth with mom whenever he heard no. so it wasn't the first time I had to handle these types of situations.
"Our mother is going crazy again." He shakes his head.
"You say that every time I say no, Reg." Mom rolls her eyes, mouthing "crazy" to me.
"Hear me out, Anna, listen." He stands up, I know he's about to throw a whole debate which I'm not in the mood for.
"Mom won't let me spend the weekend with dad at his lake house. I've already told her my grades are genius and I have perfect attendance, and she's still said no. I don't know what else to do, help me Anna please." He pleads.
"You're not going." I stand up straight crossing my arms across my chest. All he had to do was mention our dad for me to agree with mom.
"You've got to be kidding me. Mom!" He looks at me as if I disappointed him.
"See even Anna agrees, the answers no." Mom says sternly.
My dad was a whole other story Reggie wasn't ready for. We're protecting him from the truth because we know how bad he wants a father. Unfortunately for me I wanted nothing to do with that piece of shit. I hate that my little brother still yearns for him. But I promised our mom I wouldn't tell him.
"Forget I asked Anna. Mom, please. Giselle will be there I promise it's safe." He settles and I roll my eyes.
"I thought you didn't like Giselle." I scoff.
"She brought me this cool graphic novel, the ones that I like. She's cool now." He shrugs before looking at mom again.
"She's 5 years older than me Reggie she might as well be your baby-sitter." I roll my eyes at the thought of her.
Our father is a 40 year old man dating a 23 year old blond bimbo whore, they're technically engaged but there's no way a bitch like that is going to be mine or my little brothers step mother.
"I'm not a baby." He narrows his eyes at me.
He'll always be my baby brother to me but he hates when I say it.
