My eyes were swollen from the anger I felt towards Rory's decision to move across the globe and live with Aunt Lily. It was impulsive and dam selfish of her to make a decision without considering me her twin. For fuck sake we were tied in the womb with one umbilical cord.
What happened to our mum's words on having each other's backs? She clearly was enticed with luxurious the life that was awaiting her. Fucking coward of a twin and bastard of a brother who supported her were my enemies.
Tears clouded my vision as I smashed the picture of Rory and me together when we first entered a roller-coaster. I broke another picture of us together at the beach when mum was first diagnosed with health problems.
"Dam you Rory! I hate you so much", I was so angry that I didn't know when I broke a picture of myself and mum at my last birthday party where she wore a shirt that I bought for her with the inscription My son the G.O.A.T. she had laughed so hard thinking I meant an actual goat.
"Oh shit! No! Not the only picture I have", I fell to the ground and tried to gather the piece but I ended up hurting myself. I let it go and took out a bottle of alcohol to drink from under my bed looking very miserable.
"What have you done?" Nelson's annoying voice entered my room with his stupid sister Rory behind him.
"It's your entire fault, fucking selfish pricks. Why don't you travel today so I can already know I'm alone", I screamed into her face that was etched with worry no doubt because of the way I staggered still holding on to the bottle.
"Have you been drinking?" her worry made me laugh sarcastically.
"Look who is playing mum now? Are you going to scold me or run to Australia so you don't have to deal with an alcoholic brother?" I mimicked with my hands clutching to the bottle completely ignoring the blood dripping from my fingers.
"You are better than this Piyo, get yourself together", Nelson's shout had no effect on me instead it made me laugh at how pathetic he was.
"And you are one to talk? The only sister you have is leaving you, Fayo left you and so did mum and you think you don't have a problem?" I mocked and earned a blow in the jaw from him; can't say I did not see it coming.
"Even your punches are as weak as you", I continued laughing with blood gushing from my jaw.
"Don't play his games Nelson, he is clearly not in the right frame of mind", the perfect sister pleaded with her perfect older brother as they walked out on me.
"Both of you are dead to me! Do you understand? Dead!" I screamed on top of my voice and cleaned my bloody lip. I was getting to rock bottom and I knew there was noting pulling me out of it this time at all; dad was isolated, Richie was away in Hungary with Uncle Arnold, Tim would be leaving for school, Tee had to testify against his father in court which left Fayo, another person that understood my pain so I rang her number.
"Hello brother of mine", she greeted with what must have been the prettiest smile on her face.
"You hurt my feelings when you keep brother zoning me, I haven't tapped that ass yet", I flirted with a groan
"Keep on dreaming baby. How have you been coping with everything", she laughed hard and asked referring to the numerous changes in the house since mum passed. She seemed to be the only one that did not treat me like a glass plate but still care enough to know how I was actually fairing.
"Been reckless as usual", I joked but she knew when I was trying to make a serious issue look less serious; a defense mechanism against pain.
"So I'm guessing it involves more drinking, sex, weed, breaking of pictures, yelling and being an ass", she correctly summed up my life.
