Brandon's Room
Brandon ignored his sister's plea for him to open the door. He sat crossed leg on his bed and flipped through the diary, searching for something. He no longer hears Amanda's voice. Probably gave up, he thought. He searched through the pages of the thick, blue coloured diary, until he stopped at a page.
"Dear diary, yesterday, I was sure that I'd be the happiest being ever alive in this town. I got a brother! Mum and dad mentioned that he was undeniably a gentleman, adorable and dreamy...but they never mentioned that HE WAS INCREDIBLY EGOISTIC AND PURE DEVIL ON THE INSIDE. He acts so nice and polite in front of mum and dad, but when he's around me- I SWEAR I FELT LIKE MY BLOOD PRESSURE KEEPS SHOOTING UP BY THE MINUTE. I can't stand having him around!!!! But then again... Lisa told me that orphans grew up in harsh surroundings so... maybe I should try to make him feel like he's accepted...Hmm...Meh, aside from the bipolar freak brother that I have, Nate confessed to me! He said he likes me! Me!? The sidekick to the most beautiful girl in school? This time it's me? Not Lisa? Usually guys would leech around me for the sake of getting close to Lisa, but me? It's almost like a dream. I wouldn't want to wake up from this dream."
Brandon snickered. Bipolar freak brother? What a nickname. But then he frowned. Nate confessed? She wrote here she's happy and all. But why is she acting like a bitch all the time? Do all girls act like that when they're overly happy?? Ugh, how terrible it would be if that were true. He flipped to the next page, thinking that the page he read earlier doesn't explain why his sister is acting so annoying lately.
"Dear Diary... Remember when I said that Nate confessed? Yeah well... today he told me to 'forget' about everything. Like, how is that even possible?! He told me he liked me! Me! I just... for once in my life, someone actually liked me and not Lisa... I guess some things are just not meant to happen... It's just so painful... My chest hurts. It's like as if my heart's being grated."
Brandon stopped reading halfway. She writes too long, he nagged silently. He flipped to yesterday's page; which was the latest date she wrote. "I'm ugly. I'm useless. I hate myself. No one likes me. I hate myself. I'm worthless. I should die. Stupid. Silly. Crazy." Brandon stopped reading. Too much negativity. This girl is crazy!
Brandon closed the book and got up from his bed. With the diary still in his hand, he opened the door of his room. Amanda was sitting on the floor, hugging her knees and burying her head against them. Brandon threw the diary at his sister, which hit her on the head.
Amanda lifted her head and hurriedly snatch her book. She looked at Brandon unhappily. "What did you read?" she asked, her voice slightly trembling.
Brandon observed the girl in front of him. Her eyes slightly swollen, her tear-stained face, her small hands trembling. He knelt down until he was an eye level with her. "You."
"What?" she whispered.
"You have got to stop with the negativity, really. Sure, it's only a little bit now, but it's going to eat you up alive."
Amanda looked at him unenthusiastically. "Easy for you to say. You don't understand what I'm going through."
Brandon snickered, "If one little matter like heartbreak is going to shake you up that bad, you're not worthy to be my sister after all."
"I don't want to-"
"What I'm saying is, snap out of it." Brandon interrupts her. "Just snap out of what you're doing right now. Don't be stupid. Everyone's got bigger problems to handle anyway, and what you're doing is not helping at all."
Amanda felt disheartened. It's not easy. Words made it seem easy to promise something, but keeping a promise is never easy. "I can't promise you that."
YOU ARE READING
Secrets
Non-Fiction"Maybe wanting a brother is a bad idea after all..." "I want nothing to do with you, it's already a burden to be related to you." "You can't send an orphan back to the orphanage you know." Maybe having a brother can lead to unexpected changes...
