Loving Him

7

Hello my lovelies! Its been a while since I've updated👉👈 I'm so sorry for that.. my mind has been blank and when I was writing I couldn't write shiz but I didn't want to disappoint you guys so I tried my best and finally here it is hope you like it🥺

7 - Brother dearest

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the next day...

Lucas

I jumped up in my bed startled by a banging sound which I' m guessing is my front door hitting the wall

I knew I was forgetting something when I went to the store, a door stopper

I think to myself not getting out of my bed and just sitting in here waiting for the intruder to grace me with their oh so welcomed presence.

"I'm home honey!"

then hear loud stomping ascending the stairs, the door to my bedroom slamming open. Yet again

Turning to look at the open door, I see the uninvited guest and the cause of my precious sleep to be ruined standing there and just staring at me with amusement in his eyes and that god awful grin, his laugh barely contained no doubt wanting to be let out of his big mouth.

Right now just seeing him is enough to piss me off. His face mocking me and making me remember that he was all she was rambling on about yesterday night.

If it wasn't for the fact that he's my brother I would've already socked him in the face.

That all those years I spent trying to push the thoughts of her out of my mind she was living happily without a single thought of me. That she didn't even recognize or remember me. And that I was nobody to her. 

I guess it was partly my fault. Or my fault entirely, yep that's it.

The only times I did cross paths with her was in our house in the hallways, kitchen, the garden or in the living room when she was visiting Matteo on their play dates but we never once talked. That was my biggest regret, being too much of a scaredy cat and not taking the chance to approach her.

I was curious of her then, because she was so cheerful and always had a beautiful smile on her face her bright eyes lighting up at the littlest things that makes her happy. Her presence alone can light up a room.

I wanted to approach her but was too adamant to not bring her down with my lonesome self.

As a child I've always been a withdrawn person. I wasn't like the other kids who loved to play with other people or was playful and loud. I avoided people and activities that needed me to connect and socialize with others.

Even if I was in a room full of people I was alone. It was comforting to me that I was alone and that I wouldn't have to deal with emotions so much or risk being judged and criticized by people.

And as I grew up it just became normal to me and I didn't let their opinions of me bring me down. That only eased up by a bit when I met Gabriel. I don't know how it happened but I'm glad that he had been hell bent on getting me to be friends with him.

I thought at first that he was just mocking me because I was always alone, but he wasn't he was just a persistent but sincere bastard who couldn't take it when a person said no to him and didn't like him. He was the the type of person who was friends with everyone so when he got snubbed by me he was obviously astonished.

And because of his ceaseless efforts he somehow succeeded and he stuck around. He's been my friend since then.. well more like a brother but don't tell him that or he'll be more petrifyingly irking.