Nathan is her boyfriend, distant and always too busy to spend time with her. Sam is the older brother, always around to comfort her and secretly lusting for her- it was doomed from the start.
At the beginning it was bliss. I would wake up next to him every morning not wanting to get out of bed, he'd wake me up kissing my neck and we'd have sex before laying there for hours, talking about nothing and everything. It didn't last long of course, the honeymoon phase lasted around six months before he started to act differently.
I'd wake up alone, not knowing where he was and spend the entire day wondering if he would even return home. It would be night when he finally walked through the door, silent and unable to even stop to tell me what his day involved. It took a few more months to realise that this was the new normal, we'd barely speak and when we did it was short meaningless conversations. If he wanted to show me any affection he'd just tug at my bottoms to signal he wanted me, we'd not say a word and then he'd turn over to go to sleep.
'Rae, don't worry he's just busy'
Sam tells me each time I mention feeling pushed away, he explains this is something Nathan does without realising it. I have tried talking to him about not spending as much time together, barely speaking and not acting like a couple anymore- it's at the point where he doesn't have the time or energy to have that conversation either, he'll tell me I'm overreacting and thats the end of the topic until the next time I bring it up. I feel like he doesn't love me anymore, that I'm just here for him to have sex with and help pay the bills.
"Oh, morning..." I mutter walking into the kitchen, bare feet padding against the tiles as I make my way over to coffee. Sam looks up from his book, he's sat in the centre seat at the island with a cup of coffee and a slice of toast just to his side.
He smiles at me as I pour myself a cup, adding milk and sugar as he responds. "It's not like you to sleep in like this" he comments as I turn around to approach the island, leaning onto it I put my coffee down before me.
"Nathan got back later than usual, I was already asleep and he woke me up..." I take a sip of my drink as he gives me a sympathetic smile, he knows exactly what I mean. "I couldn't get back to sleep after, decided to take a shower and sit out on the fire escape for a few hours. I crept back into bed a couple of hours before he woke up." I finish wondering if he even cares this much, he must be sick of hearing me complain about his brother every single morning. I know I'd reach a point where I didn't want to hear it anymore.
He closes the book taking a deep breath. "Rae, if you want I can talk to him- explain you're feeling a little unloved at the moment, maybe ask him to just lay off the work every once in a while?" he suggests grabbing the slice of toast, he takes a bite as I think on it for a moment.
"Don't waste your time, this is something for me and him to figure out." I tell him bringing the cup to my lips once again.
"I sense something else..."
I sigh, he knows me better than my own boyfriend at this point. It's impossible to hide my feelings from him. "I'm going to end it if thing's don't change, it's at that point now where this cycle of him ignoring me as much as possible is not how I'd like to live." I explain with a slight shrug as it's an idea I've had for a long time at this point, instead of putting it off, it might be time to put it into an action.
"Although I love my brother- he's not treating you right and it's at the point now where he doesn't deserve a second chance. I've been here while you cried over him, wondering why he doesn't want to spend more time with you. I think you're amazing, more than he deserves if he's going to treat you this way."

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