IN LOVE WITH MY BROTHER

REUNION

Hello my name is Dominic; I’m 18 years old by now. I can’t say I had a bad life until now so you won’t hear me complain. When I was 4, my parents got divorced; I haven’t seen my dad much since then, every 3rd weekend or so and mom struggled for about a year on a low income as a waitress making her best to support me.

By chance she met a new guy, Danny. I don’t remember much from this time, I was still young, but it was obvious that he had a lot of money; I had visited him with my mom during their dating period.

Within 6 months they were in love and got happily married. Danny had a son from a previous marriage 6 years my senior named Anikin and I was thrilled to have a brother; he had only one parent, his mother had died giving birth to him, so he’d never known her.

We became really good friends and he always helped me, especially in school where I had become the target of bullies. I heard my classmates and other students talk about us, saying; Compared to Anikin I was a snotty brat with a gold digging mom, and I would never do as good as Anikin. At the time I was confused because I didn.t know what they meant, but when I got older I noticed Anikin being constantly surrounded by girls, and he had lots of friends, he was even in top 3 every year on the grade-scoring board.

I often got in fights as the bullying bothered me and I knew they were wrong, and time after time Anikin ended up saving me, the last time being his senior year where he beat up a kid two years my senior after he’d called me all sorts of names I’d rather not repeat.

But as all good things have to end, Anikin graduated and went to college, mom and Danny ended up having to transfer me to a different school since of cause the bulling didn’t stop.

When Anikin was 19 he was scouted for professional modeling, he had by that time already been working part time as a model, and was fairly popular with the agency.

I haven’t seen him since then. It’s been 5 years already, because of him starting his own business and working abroad most of the time.

I am now sitting in the living room, quiet, with my arms folded around my legs. Mom and Danny are getting divorced, not because they weren’t happy, guess the spark has just died out between them and then mom fell in love with someone else.

His name is Tom and I despise the guy, on top of that it’s only been a week since I lost my dad, he died in a car crash and it was a small funeral, I cried a lot.

I was hurting inside my life was falling apart and I had no one to talk to. I didn’t want to talk to Danny, after all he wasn’t my dad and we were going to leave him in a few hours anyway. I didn’t want to talk to my mom, I was angry at her for doing this to me, and Anikin wasn’t here.

I vaguely noticed the sound of the front door open and then slam shut.

“Nora,” a voice sounded far away, oddly familiar but I didn’t react on it.

“Anikin? Hello dear. You’re finally here. I’m so sorry about everything.”

“Don’t worry about it, can happen to everyone. Where is he?”

“In the living room, I’ve been trying to talk to him for hours but he doesn’t respond.” I heard footsteps moving toward the room where I was sitting.

“Dom?” The soft voice didn’t really reach me the first time.

“Dominic?” I slowly lifted my head, seeing the tall figure in front of me, then meeting the dark eyes filled with care for me. He reached his arms out towards me, my eyes started to blur with tears and the next second I threw myself into his arms, crying all my sorrow out, letting go of all my hurt, at long last someone who could be here for me.