Brandon
"Man I think I love her. Like really, really love her. I've never felt this way about a female, you know what I mean?" I said to Andre. A weird look came across his face, as if he was confused.
"Brandon, honestly you're moving kinda fast. Y'all only met this year, if you think about it you're moving too fast. How are you talking about you love here, y'all barley even know each other," A mean mug spread across my face. " think about it." Andre looked at me.
I didn't even think about what he was saying, he's just jealous of my perfect relationship. I mean I would feel the same way if it was the other way around. I would be mad if my twin brother, the person who looks exactly like me, had a beautiful girlfriend and I didn't. I mean I can't really blame him.
"Are you jealous?" I laughed.
"Jealous? No. I'm just speaking some real stuff that you need to think about." He said calmly.
"I don't need to think about shit-- "
"Brandon, you hardly know her! And I'll prove it to you." He furrowed his eyebrows. "What's her favorite food? What's her dad's name? Where was she born? What's her favorite restaurant? Why did she move here all the way from Chicago?"
"I -- I don't know but, that doesn't me that I don't love he--- "
"What happened to her mom?" Andre asked. I never even asked, what did happen to her mom? I didn't even know anything happened to her mom. Andre's questions made me start to think for a second but I shook it off, he couldn't change my mind. I loved her and that was that.
I began to rub my thighs, Andre looked down at my hand and back up at me. He was starting to make me mad, anytime I got made I start to rub my thighs. I looked around Andre's room, the bunk beds that we once shared were occupied with all of Andre's stuff. Ever since I moved in with Jordan and her dad I completely forgot about my family. Andre hasn't changed, you've changed. Arianna, Rukiya, and Justice have grown so much and I've missed it. I can't believe I let myself come to this.
I gripped Andre's bed sheets.
"Does she know?" Andre asked simply.
"Know what?" I rubbed my thighs again. Know what? You know what he's talking about Brandon! Don't play dumb! "Stop."
"Does she know?" Andre said louder.
Yea Brandon, does she know?! I closed my eyes. "Stop, leave me alone."
"Brandon you're not safe." Andre said loudly. He called my mom into the room, she looked at me and waited. She looked over at Andre. She had worried look on her face. Our three sisters came into the room, my mom told them to go to her room and lock the door.
You're not safe!
"Stop!"
"Brandon you're not safe to be around. Bipolar disorder is no joke. We just want her to be safe." Andre smiled.
"Fuck you." I spat, my voice became deeper.
