Love, Anonymous

Chapter 10: Spoiled?

While looking at my embarrassing photos online and untagging myself from it, there was a slight knock on my wooden door that just ridiculously sounded louder than it really was. I looked at who it was and it was my brother. "Can I come in?"

"It'd be wrong if I didn't let you, I mean after what just happened down there," I said truthfully as I could. He half-smiled and sat by my side on my bed while I was still scanning through the photos, furrowed brows.

"You know these photos can absolutely kill me, I mean look at how terrible I look," I changed the awkward tension between us and I felt that he was pretty relieved that I did.

He peeped in with his head and looked at it as well, "It's not so bad, Annie. You know it's better to make silly memories now and laugh at them later on." He looked at me with his blue eyes as if reflecting my own pair as I looked at him.

Closely, I could tell the resemblance between us and it was creepy to know its as if I was looking at my own reflection just trapped in a boy's body. But there was still a big difference between our personalities. He was soft inside and could care most of the times but right after that incident in the past I thought he changed into somebody I didn't know, but truth be told, he didn't. He was still the same. The same brother I had before, who would always protect me from harm or whatever matter. I was the one who changed, I gave him the cold shoulder after coming back from his old wicked life. When I was to welcome him back and glad he was safe, still. And I felt it coming, the guilt that had been boiling up inside of me coming to an end.

"I'm sorry for everything I said yesterday and a while ago in the car. I-I should've said the truth, you didn't deserve to hear those horrible comments from mother." I bursted into tears as he was tearing up as well.

He tried his best to speak up as clearly as possible with his lips quivering like he would always back when we were kids, "I'm sorry for leaving you even if I've had apologized plenty times but I felt that I needed to apologize again. I would do anything for you because you're my sister and I love you Annie."

I smiled, "I love you too, Con." I slightly moved the computer away to give space for me to hug my brother. Its been so long since I last gave him a hug-a hug that meant more than a thousand words.

And it was all okay.

Was it?

The next day, I literally smiled when I woke up. It was so unusual, maybe like those hideous movies where the main character feels as if he was going to have a great day and then a song just suddenly plays. And it was not something I did on normal basis. It felt as if the dark skies were replaced by new fluffy cloudlets with the shining sun poking out of them. I walked downstairs in my pajamas. To my surprise there was Tristan, Brad, Casey and my brother in the living room watching tv and talking about something I couldn't hear.

I ignored it and went straight to the dining area where mom had prepared some breakfast. I turned my plate to its right side and grabbed 2 pieces of bacon, one cheese omelet, a cookie and a cup of milk from the fridge. Not knowing anything, Tristan was behind me and I jolted a bit spilling a drop of milk onto the floor. "Bloody crushed balls!" I half-shouted. "You scared me" My face's light faded as I saw sadness in his eyes.

'What could be bugging this lad?' I asked myself, and then I remembered.

Tristan was lent against the counter with his face blatantly staring at me. "Can we talk?" And those three words scared me to death, I mean generally it's like as if the Grim reaper was to you away from your life.

I nodded slowly as I headed to the dining area for him to follow. "Sure." As we sat down, he pointed his hands-open palms for me to continue what I was doing earlier which was eating. And there I started chewing my food but carefully not to make the wrong move or spill anything or embarrass myself. I didn't know why I was so cautious of my movements around him right now. I looked at him swallowing my food, "So...what do you want to talk about?"