Yep. This is the part where my brother will apologize to me, and not to Tricia primarily. The sequence goes like this. He knocks to my door, asks how I'm doing and if I'm mad. He'll sit beside me on my bed says he's sorry and also he'll buy me ice cream because it'll make me feel better. But it won't right now because he didn't do anything to me, but to Tricia. But then replaying the scene inside my head makes me think that it's not that bad. I mean, there's much more than that that I've experienced but she doesn't deserve to be treated like that. So here I am skyping my friends after school talking about homework and stuff because yeah we're too lazy to grab our bags and go to someone's house. It was the three of us on the screen excluding Jace because he has somewhere else to be, and I'm sitting here like a gorilla uncomfortable with the chair I have been sitting on for hours.
"I'm really sorry about my brother, Tricia" I said with a pixelated face
"I know I've said this a couple of times, but it's okay, it just gave me a reason to use my contact lenses that I've been keeping for weeks now" She said slightly laughing
"So we're never gonna see you and your humongus eyeglasses again?" Elise said giving off a kind of sad reaction.
"But that's okay though, you'll still look pretty" I said which was true, she just lost her glasses but she didn't loose her beauty.
"Aw thanks" Tricia blushed
"Oh C'mon! Do I have to loose an organ before you tell me I'm pretty too?" Elise said pouting her lips which was Angelina-Jolie like
"You're pretty too, Elly!" Tricia said laughing
"Yeah we all are pretty little-" I said not knowing what to say anymore
"Liar!" Elise blurted and we all laughed because of the coincidental mention of the show PLL. A knock on my door came and I asked them to be quiet so I'd open the door. Across the door stands my brother and his sorrowful eyes.
"How're you doing?" He asked
"I'm fine, you?" I said and it made him pause a bit and said "This is the seventh time I'm saying sorry about the same old issue and I just-" he breathed "I'm sorry" well that broke the record of the sequence
"Uhm, I'm not sure if I'm the person whom you should say sorry to" I said and he totally get what I mean
"I-" he started to look down and said "I can't"
"Why?"
"Because!"
"What?"
"I know she won't forgive me, after all that I've done since I've been a part of the group, i know. She won't" He said like he knows her too well, like he knows how she thinks, but entirely, he knows nothing.
"What makes you so sure?"
"I don't know"
"Why won't you leave the group then? You would stop hurting people if you did"
"Marie, we've talked about this, and you know why"
"Yes, Alex, we've talked about this, but I would like you to repeat it again so that I may say how stupid and pathetic your choice was being with them, YOU'RE NOT MY BROTHER ANYMORE!" I said tearing up a bit. Since the day he decided that he could rule them all, he's changed drastically insane and became careless about us and himself. It's a change we never have been prepared for. But what could we do? It happened.
"I know" he looked down
"You used to hate them, you know?" I said looking deeply into his blue eyes "You used to say that they're a bunch of douchebags and you'd never be like them" I continued pointing out
"We've all done things we said we'd never do" He looked at me and everything was neutral, like this isn't a bad thing, which in fact it is. "I'm really sorry, If only you could understand" He said
"Yes, please enlighten me, because I'd really like to know" I said being sharp on every word
"You should know nothing"
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing" He said quite silent. He's hiding something. "Just tell her I'm sorry, okay?" he continued
"Why don't you tell her yourself?"
"Well then fine! But in my own way" he said storming off to his room. What's with his bipolar attitude, breaking news! He was the one who made a mistake, shouldn't we be in that bipolar attitude? ugh. Just call it a day. I forgot that the computer is still on so they probably heard the whole thing.
"Hi guys, I'm sorry about that" I said with a nervous laugh
"It's okay, my brother and I used to do that all the time" Tricia said
"But your brother is 5 years old" Elise said
"It's still an argument, right?" Tricia said
"You're so cute I could kill you" Elise said and we all laughed
"Marie, you should probably stop saying sorry to us all the time, you didn't do anything wrong" Tricia said
"I'm sor-" sigh "Fine"
"Let's call it a day" Elise said. And with a minute of saying goodbyes, yes, that long it's only 5 seconds to average people, but we're not average. We finally closed everything and head back to our normal lives. My normal life consists of me staring at the ceiling until mom calls for dinner. If that doesn't excite you about my life, I don't know what will. Ofcourse I'm kidding. I'm getting paranoid about this whole thing, and I don't know what to do anymore.
"Honey?" Mom peeked from my door, her beautiful eyes expresses sorrow and love at the same time, I can't explain
"Mm?" I sat on my bed fixing myself
"Time for dinner, okay?" She said lightly
"Okay thanks, Mom" i said and she smiled silently closing the door. I just admire my mom every single day that she's able to do that. To smile. It's been years since our father died in a war. Because he was a Marine, we rarely saw him, but within those days we were together, we felt the warmth of his love. Thinking about him makes me tear up a bit, I miss him. In those years he's been gone, it worries us every minute not knowing how he was, if he's still alive, if he's still fighting, if he's still breathing. But it happened. I wonder how Mom does it, you know, staying strong and finding a reason to really take care of us and live for herself and for us. We're a strong family, and now, with what Alex is experiencing, I'm not so sure anymore.
Dinner came and it was silent, like there's anything to talk about. But it's always been like this when he does something, so Mom probably know what it was and chose to stay quiet about it. We stayed like that for several minutes until I got up and volunteered to do the dishes. And after that, nothing.
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