Gus P.O.V
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I stopped by that witches house, once my father died it wasn't home anymore it was just hell. Crazy step monster told me I could find her at this house. Her. Alex. God it's been too long, I know she probably hates me but the past 3 years I haven't stopped thinking about her. I traveled the world found great people in great places and worse enemies in worse places, I have awesome people in terrible places and terrible people in awesome places.I have seen and lived it all. For 21 I consider my self pretty fucking epic... Except for the fact when every it came down to Alex I had no ball, I fucking love her. She was my world my baby sis and my best friend, she had me wrapped around her finger since the day she was born.. I know I hurt her more once father died, I know I left her in her most vulnerable state. I know she needed me and I left and yes I may have lived, living, the high life but not a day goes by I don't hate myself.
I step out of my car and walk up the pathway, once reaching the front door I raise my arm to knock when suddenly the door is flown open before I could even touch the wood. In shock and confusion I give a grim smile to the tall guy that stands in front on me, he was about my height but a couple slim inches shorter, he had short cut black hair with green eyes. He reminded me of a street cat ready to pounce a mouse.
"Hello." I say, the guy that stand in front of me rudely huffs a "hi?" I ignore it, I don't have time to deal with stupid little fuck boys like him. I lean against the door frame looking past him to the house, it was nice, "I'm looking for Alex". In that moment a girl comes running down the stairs I'm guessing chasing the guy that was pissed off standing in front of me, once we lock eye contact I knew it was her, "Gus?" She whispers stopping mid step along the stairs tooken back with surprise.
The fuck boy gives a glance over his shoulder before pushing past me and into his car, speeding off down the road leaving me and my sister standing there in an agonizing silence.
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We just stood there for what seemed like forever just looking over each other, god she has grown up so much. Her hair is much longer then the last time I've seen her darker too, did she dye it? It looks nice thou. She is tall stands to my shoulder, maybe, I couldn't tell. Her once slim figure is filled out and curvy. And no don't think like that! I'm not incest, it's my little sister and the last time I'd seen her she was a little girl.. She's grown up now.I lost all of the cocky manner I had about 5 minutes ago, my feet ache from just standing here, and my heart is screaming for me to hug her.
I scratch the back off my neck nervously as I lean my elbow against the door frame looking aimlessly at the ground, her eyes were burning holes in my soul I couldn't take it. All of a sudden a sniffle breaks the silence snapping my attention to Alex who stands on the stairs still, her hand gripped around the railing with tears rolling down her face I break and don't wait to be welcomed in anymore I step in and she rushes down the stairs as we met in the middle slamming into a hug.
"Budda!" Alex's voices cracks as her arms wrap around my torso to the low of my back, I wrap my arms around her back and up her shoulder in her hair letting the familiar smell of home engulfs me from her. "Sis." Is all I can get out before I to have tears rolling down my face, tears of joy it was so nice to be back with my sister I hate myself for ever leaving in the first place. I hold her taking in her long hair that falls to the middle of her back, her height that was perfect for me to rest my chin comfortably on top her head.
I pull away wiping the tears way and chuckling as she does the same with a sheepish smile, "God you have grown." I say ruffling her hair causing her to hiccup a laugh as she closes the door then leading me to the living room.
Before I'm able to sit down I'm wrapped in her arms again causing me to chuckle as I rub her back resting my chin on top of her head as she nuzzles her face in my chest, "I'm sorry" she says as she pulls away. I smile "don't be."

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