My Player

My Player - 7

Hey, I kind of left the other chapter hanging, so I decided to just start a new one. Sorry for the late upload =| I don't really know what I'm doing with this story at the moment, so this chapter isn't that great or long. Sorry.

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Sadi Williams' POV

I hadn't realized how much I missed my brother until I was reunited with him. Funny, don't you think? I should have been like this, all emotional, when I first woke up from my bed. But my hormones, having to be difficult, decided I could start tearing up now.

"Hey Sadester, what's wrong?" Joel looked at my face with concern, the one a big brother always had for his younger sister.

"Nothing. I'm just being stupid." I said with a shake of my head.

"You're not on your --"

"Shush!" I cut off Joel before he could finish that sentence and glared at him.

"Whoa, jeez. Don't get all defensive on me." he said, raising his hands up in a playful defense.

"Can we go home?" I asked, wiping the last of my tears away.

"Sure we can Sadester." Joel said with too much enthiusiasum (i dunno how to spell it, sorry!).

I rolled by eyes, "Bye Aiden." I said, remembering he was in the room.

He studied me carefully before sighing and walking out of the room. Well someone was definitely PMSing, I thought in my head.

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A sudden thought occured to me in the car. College! I knew it didn't matter if I was absent, it would be on me to get everything I missed, but that didn't stop me from worrying.

"Joel! How long was I out?" I asked.

Joel glanced at me before returning his eyes to the road, "Three days." I relaxed in my seat. Three days wasn't that bad, now was it? What a contradictory question I just asked.

"What exactly did I miss?"

"How should I know? I don't go to your college, Sadester."

"Oh yeah..."

"You're too slow." Joel said, shaking his head.

"No I'm not. What did I miss in, well, life?" I tried again.

"Nothing much. And you don't have many friends, so there's really nothing you missed." he explained.

"That's kind of mean." I commented.

"All I'm saying is, I'm concerned about you Sadi. You don't hang out with anyone, really. You're all alone, by yourself." Joel continued.

"I have Lucy--" I tried to argue, but he stopped me again.

"Yeah, but she's in New York, Sadi. You should make friends, be social, have drama, enjoy your new life."

"Are you saying I don't?" I asked.

"No, but I feel like you're a hermit. No friends, no job, no nothing." Joel said.

"I just started school!" I yelled.

"So what?! Make some friends! All you do is hang out with boys!" he shouted back.

I gasped, "I do not!"

"Yes you do! How did you even meet that Aiden guy?" Joel demanded.

"College!" I sighed.

He mumbled something under his breath that I didn't quite catch, which irritated me. In fact, this whole arguement was irritating me. Who was he to say those things about me? Sure, he was my brother, but he should re-think his life too! His wife, or slut that stays with him, is who he should be worrying about!

"What?"

"I didn't say anything."

"You mumbled something." I said.

"So? That meant you weren't supposed to hear it." he rolled his eyes.

"Like you weren't supposed to be born?" I snapped back.

Joel froze and turned to me, not caring about how we were driving, or any of that. I could tell I hit a nerve. "I'm sorry you didn't want a brother, but you don't really have a choice." he said harshly.

I flinched, extremely sorry and regrettful at what I had said. Joel was an accident, my parents never wanted him. They were useless to him and still are. They only use him for money and when they need something. When he was born, they considered putting him up for adoption or aborting him when he was in my mom's tummy still. But then, they thought of all the things they could get out of him and their selfishness. When Joel moved to Georgia, my parents completely neglected him, like they had been for their entire life - his entire life.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"What can that do about it now?" he asked bitterly.

The car stopped and I was in front of my apartment complex. I got out of the car and walked up the stairs slowly, choosing the long walk up instead of the elevator. Tears started leaving my eyes and I began to sob. I hated this. All of this. I screwed everything up with Joel; it was all my fault.

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There was a lot of dialogue, but a lot needed to be said and that was the best way to get it out of there. There wasn't much of Aiden in there, but this story is about more than that.