Gabriel (Book 1)

Hypocritical

March 10th, 2013

I hate Johanna's brother, Ryder. As a matter of fact, I'm not even going to say his name again! As sure as Kali is HER, that psycho can be HIM.

He is the worst influence ever, he's like a child unless he's being watched, he's irresponsible, and....he's Johanna's brother. Alive and full of life, living every moment, laughing every laugh. Just like his sister.

Deep down, I've known how alive she is, I experienced it when she first lived here, but she seemed to have changed around us and has just changed back being around HIM. I feel like I'm living with Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde, except Johanna isn't being mean or destructive.

I wake up in the morning to see Johanna's soft, sweet face relaxed and happy while she dreams her wonderful dreams. Her hair lies in a braid across her pillow, her hands grip the comforter to her for warmth, and her long eye lashes touch her rosy cheeks....

And then she wakes up.

Her hair becomes a wild mess of curls, her hands become weapons of desire, her cheeks are placed into wild grins and her eyes hold a fire of delight and action. She sleeps in my boxers and my shirts. She wakes up and wears her shorts a tank top, high tops and HIS denim shirt. She used to drive her jeep wrangler that I bought for her, now she does tricks and rides on HIS motorcycle.

My love who sang beautiful melodies now jumps on couches and screeches music of death and rock!

This is all thanks to her brother. Such a man I wish to never see again in my life. But Darla, a perfect image of grace and tranquility is the sibling I much more prefer.

According to Johanna, we are all having dinner together so Jordan, Josh, and Sophia can meet her parents and sister.

I only hope to God that she doesn't sit me anywhere near HIM or anywhere that I have to see his face!

I wander down the hall, dressed for dinner, and see the bathroom light on. Usually I'm not particularly nosy, but the light is on and the door is mostly shut save for a crack. So I walk past then think I should turn out the light. I'm about to open the door to turn out the light when I catch a glimpse from the mirror. I see HIM sitting on the edge of the tub, his right arm sticking out and a string tied above his elbow. I keep watching, wondering what he's doing, and then I see him un-cap a needle.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I scream as I fling open the door.

It doesn't faze him at all.

"Turn around and pretend you didn't see anything," he commands.

I didn't move! No way in hell could I just turn around and pretend I didn't see anything.

"Fine then. Come in and shut the door."

I shut the door and watch him tap the vein in his elbow.

"What do you think your doing?!"

"What does it look like, McCreepy?" He asks sarcastically.

"No. No way are you doing that in my house." But before I could stop him he already stuck the needle into his arm and drained the fluid.

"Its okay. Its Faine's house, not yours."

He tosses the empty needle towards me and I catch it.

I watch that stupid boy un-tie the string and then put a long sleeved shirt on.

He gets up and stands in front of me, "Are you goona move or do I have to go around ya?"

There's sweat on his forehead and he won't look me in the eye.