Always Is Not Forever (Breaking Myself - Part II)

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Hatred is an easy feeling to deal with. Hatred doesn't ask questions, hatred didn't conflict things, and hatred was easy to wear rather than its opposite which scared me to another level; a level I wasn't used to equip to my bones, take it to the grave and sit there, wondering where I had been landed in the so-called opposite.

The so-called opposite turn people against each other, the so-called opposite could snap your neck with a sweet smile, the so-called opposite had brown eyes with a light in them, the so-called opposite could charm you with his talks, the so-called opposite would pick you up in the midnight if you call him and treat you with an ice-cream, the so-called opposite would make you smile on your bad day, the so-called opposite hides a side of itself, the so-called opposite didn't care about me.

The so-called opposite happened to be my mother so-called brother's son.

Yuvansh Malhotra.

My so-called brother.

Anya, great job. First, you abuse your ex-boyfriend, then you shout at your mother for being the shittest mother in the world and passing on her sickness to me, and if that wasn't enough, you go for incest.

Mom and uncle weren't real siblings.

But how to dodge the feeling of calling him mamu all these years? How to forget all the family feelings enlisted on both of us? How to leave everything behind and tell dad I had feelings for Yuvansh?

Shaking my head, I peered at the building in front of me and mounted off the car to glance at the band of my siblings. "You sure about this?" I voiced out my thoughts. "Like won't it be too boring?"

"Nah," Kiara answered, dipping her hands in the black coat and I controlled myself to point out there was no winter in Bangalore as compared to Delhi but held myself back. "All the elders gave the green signal. Let's go and see the arrangement."

"Their anniversary is tomorrow," Kiyan pitched in, his eyes stuck inside his phone. After coming to the entire world in one day, he didn't mind to hide his relationship, didn't care to hide the small smile hanging on his lips, and my elder brother had a perfect answer by hitting the back of his head with the hand. "Bhaiya!"

And I cracked a smile at his whining.

"Leave your phone. You look like a dessert I wouldn't mind throwing." Grabbing Yuvraj from the pavement, he lifted his legs across his neck. "Champ, ready?"

"Yes."

Before I knew what was happening, Adi and Yuvansh were running inside the building, the peal of their laughter and teasing left behind.

Why was he with us? Why couldn't he come with his sister? Why he had to constantly hang around me all the time when I had been trying harder than before to forget him?

"Anya." A hand shook my shoulder. "Stop looking at him," Kiyan's voice had a slight sadness.

Trust me, brother, I have been trying it from last three months but he is not acceptable to leave my mind.

Shrugging his shoulder, I smiled and nodded at the building. "Let's go." I hated how my twin could see everything about me, I hated how right his words were, and most of all, I hated my mother for creating a stupid relationship with her best friend.

Why her choices had to be marred on me?

With a neglected nod, he stepped ahead and all of us followed him inside, to the floor their apartment was supposed to reside and with the flick of his finger, Adyant opened the door to present the stories of the place we heard in dinner time, we heard in mom and dad's talks, we saw in the videos they kept.