Heavens Game

Chapter 5

"I'm sorry Zandy please talk to me." I hear my brother plead for my forgiveness as he knock on my door..

'it's 7:00 already' I said to myself..

I don't know if it was real that I heard someone in my room last night but I think it's just my imagination...

Unwillingly, I stood up from lying down on my bed.... My soft, fluffy bed...

I went inside my bathroom and did my morning rituals...

After that I got dressed and opened my door not shocked to see my brother on his knees and keep on repeating the word Sorry, eyes closed... Probably asleep...

"Hey, wake up and get ready.. We'll be late."

He immediately opened his eyes and stood up with an annoying smile plastered on his weird face...

I'm bad, I know but that's life....

"Sissy!!" He said while waving his hands, trying to get my attention..

I flipped him off and went downstairs .....

He followed me downstairs and tried to talk to me but I just ignored him until we arrived to school and I must say that my brother is really noisy and when I say noisy,.what I mean is this:

"Zandy please talk to me..."

"Zanddyy!!!"

"Sissy!!! sorry..."

"I'm bored Zandy, can you lend me your phone??"

And there were many more of that on our 15 minute drive to school...

"Are you still mad Sissy??" He asked me as we walked to our lockers..

"No." I said.

"Psshh... You're lucky that I love you or else I would've slapped you right now." Zander

I scoffed  "Slapping?? Really?? I'm beginning to question your gender my dear twin. You'll be dead if dad finds out"

"He can't kill me.. I'm his son."

"Oh so are you admitting that you're gay?? And that he wont kill you??"

"No that's not what I mean't!!!"

"Then what??"

"I mean't that even if I were gay-which i'm not- he would never kill me... I am his son."

"You are not the only son he has.."

That shut him up.. 1 for me and none for my brother... I didn't describe his loss as zero because for me, zero has a value...

Poor sap, stuck with a cruel twin like me...

I know i'm cruel but i'm just bitter... Bitter because he moved on and I still can't....

"Oww.." Something hard hit my head... It hurts...

'How could it not hurt huh?? You got hit on the head!!' my very supportive inner voice *sarcastic*

"Are you alright??" my brother asked me as he checks my head...

"Yeah i'm fine."

"Omo, i'm sorry for that!! I didn't mean to hit you!! Wahh!! i'm sorry!!"

A petite girl whose shorter than me and with dirty blonde hair came running towards me and practically crushed me with her hug...

"I'm sorry!!! were sorry!! right bro??"

A boy as tall as my brother and I presume has the same age as him with dark brown hair was right behind the girl....

"It's your fault not mine so why would I say sorry??"

"Wahh you're sooooo mean!!!" The girl said to his brother..

I didn't hear much more of their conversation cause suddenly, everything went black...