𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 (𝟏𝟖+)

(𝟏) 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟?

𝓝𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮 ⬆

Thud..... Thud........ Thud........

Oh, what in the hell is that noise.

It was 3 o clock for fuck's sake.

What in the hell is he doing now?

One night, just one night. I want to sleep one night without insane noises waking me up in the middle of the freaking night.

What was Connor up to today??

Is he dancing on some rock music?

Nah, absence of music

Is he baking Lasagna just to throw it away?

Nope. No lights in the kitchen

Is he killing my cat? His name is Panther by the way.

Oh fuck, that's possible.

That thought sobered me up real fast and I started running down the stairs at a lightning speed before I spotted Panther on the sofa licking his paw.

Wasn't he cute?? Oh he was. Unbothered by anything happening around him and sprawled on the sofa like a king.

What I would give to exchange my life with his though.

He slept, ate and played all day.

No insane brother giving him insomnia, no elder brother hiding his lovelife from him and no ocd.

Anyways, I needed to focus on the problem at hand, that is Connor's new theatric

He has always been insane. Like ever since we were born.

I saw it when the one year old Connor tried to strangle me in our shared crib or when the six year old him murdered and disected my gold fish.

I loved Goldilocks so much. But that prick.

No one cared when I hinted at his unsettling behavior and empty eyes. Well no one except William.

He's four years older than us. The responsible one.

He was the only parental figure in both our lives. He kept us sane and controlled.