Deeper waters

The First Step

I groaned and rolled over facing my window. My curtains radiated sunlight and the window was cracked letting a cool breeze slide over my face. It was something about the morning that made me feel calm, maybe it was the thought of a new day, or maybe it was just that I was hoping to see a face that became embedded in my head like diamonds in stone.

What the hell am I talking about, it's Sunday, A.K.A lay back and chill day. I rolled on my back and stared up at the ceiling, I reached over and grabbed my phone. I had message from Kathy.

Kathy:
Good Morning

I smirked and texted her back,
Morning 👅😉

Kathy:
Ew! What are you doing today?

I replied,
Nothing

Kathy:
So do you want to hang out?

So much for chill,
Yea I'll pick you up

Kathy:
K see you soon 😘

Leaving my comfortable bed I threw on a graphic T-shirt with a pair of shorts and walked downstairs. Midway down I heard faint sobs coming from the living room. I creeped downstairs and hid behind corner, I peeked in the living room to see April laying on the couch with her head in her arms. Her shoulders jerked up and down and her sniffles could be heard a mile away. I walked in the living room and paused by the couch.

"April?" I called her name, her sniffles stopped and her body tensed.

"April?" I tried again.

She lifted up her head and threw the pillow at me, which I easily caught, "Go away!" She screamed.

It was like a murder scene happened on her face, her red lipstick was smudged, her eyes looked like a mud slide of mascara, and her skin was red and blotchy. It took me awhile to find my words, "Not until you tell me why in the hell you look like the joker." I said folding my arms.

"You're an asshole!" She screamed.

I couldn't help but smirk at the word, "That may be, but we're still twins and I'm still your brother. So, tell me." I said sternly.

April breathed roughly through her nose and wiped her eyes, "I'm so confused." she croaked.

I've never seen my sister look so low, just a few weeks ago it was like she was living off the perfect high, now she looked like she was hit by a train.  I sat next to her on the couch holding her hand in mine, I could already feel the anger running to my hands, so I held hers to keep calm although they still shook. I let out a deep sigh, "Who hurt you?" I asked.

April sniffed, "Hector doesn't call anymore, I tried talking to him at school, but he's never there. I don't know why he's​ doing this." Her voice was scratchy and filled with hurt, I was going punch Hector right in his lying mouth. I frustratedly stood up and ran a hand through my hair, "I told you he was a piece of shit!" I yelled.

April rubbed her face, "I gave him everything that was me, I did what he wanted. That's what I was supposed to do, right?" April groaned. My eyebrows raised and I grew into a silent accusation.

"I thought he liked it." April cried before falling deeper into the couch.

"Exactly what did you think he liked, April?" I asked stepping forward.

"What could I do, Nate? He was so proud of me then he asked me to be his girlfriend." She smiled at me.

"What the hell did you do?" I urged, my fist clenched at my sides, I could feel myself turning red, and my teeth grounded together like nails on a chalkboard.