Dysfunctional

The Answer?

I woke up incredibly late the next morning but still felt like i had only gotten three hours of sleep. And when i looked at myself in the mirror, i realized i didn't only feel like a zombie, i looked like one too . When i yawned, the stench of my morning breath was enough to knock me out. But then i shrugged, it was the kind of day where you just don't give a fuck.

I brushed my teeth and took a shower. Brushed my hair and tied it into a high ponytail and then went in search of clothes.  A baggy shirt(that once belonged to my older brother Tyler) and jeans. I looked  at myself in the mirror and shrugged, mediocre look for a mediocre day.

I went downstairs to get something to eat and saw Theo at the kitchen counter having a go at a bowl of cereal.

"Where's Mum?" I asked him.

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, "She's gone. To work, to the grocery store, no one knows. All i know is she isn't around...as usual."

I nodded and got an apple from a fruit bowl and sat down beside him.

"Where's Toby?" I said.

"He's asleep thank God. He's better asleep than he is awake. He almost looks human." He said laughing.

I laughed too. "And what about the twins?"

"With the neighbors. I think Tommy has a crush on the Stephen's little girl."

"Well that isn't weird at all." I said sarcastically, taking a bite out of my apple, I freaking love apples.

After a couple of minutes silence went by, i said what had been churning in my head all night(maybe that's why i feel so tired).

"Theo i think Toby knows something and whatever it is,  it's the reason he hates us so much." I said, with my head down.

Theo put his spoon down and swallowed almost gravely sort of. It took a while before he spoke, "I caught on to that yesterday. The way he said what he said, 'Its the least we deserve', like we did something virtually unforgivable and deserve punishment."

"Yeah." I paused briefly before i asked the question that had been troubling me all night, "Did we do something, when we were younger? I don't know, like maybe take all of dad's attention without knowing or something, we were the youngest for a very long time, we basically took it from him. Maybe he resents that."

Theo looked at me with wide eyes. "Oh my god Alex, you're a freaking genius! Of course that makes so much sense. I mean it's a little petty to be honest but then it's enough to create resentment. Dad loved us as kids, that might have made him jealous and maybe even resentful. Maybe he thinks we took attention off of him. Although i doubt that last bit since we're only a year apart."

He turned towards me, his eyes aglow "Alex, could that be it? Is this the reason why Toby hates us so much?"

I didn't know the answer and i couldn't answer. My thoughts were racing, the very words Theo just spoke had caused me to stay awake last night.

Could this be it? Does Toby hate me and Theo because he thinks Dad loved us more or something? Is all this fighting simply because for a brief moment the spotlight went from Toby to newborn twins; I and Theo?

"Theo. That might just be the answer to this mystery." Right?

A/N: We will never know till we hear it from the horse's mouth😏. This chapter is short because its a filler to move the story forward. Im sorry 😭 Also i didn't edit or proof read this so pardon mistakes or spelling errors