Chapter 70

He scoffed at my words and pulled my hands off his collar.

"You are still a child Leigh. Still hung up over a prank I played on you while we were kids." He said without a hint of remorse.

"Only someone sick in the head will call that a mere prank. You almost got me fucking killed you bastard!" I cussed.

"But did you die?" He shot back and I was amazed by his shamelessness.

Back when we were kids, I had no friends and the only other child I knew was Chad. He was my brother and I wanted to be close to him. Even when my mother forbade me from being close to him, or when I saw how his mother was treated with love and respect, whereas my mother was disrespected and left at the side like a piece of garbage, I still wanted to be close to him.

He was loved by father and I was ignored. I had thought that if my brother loved and played with me, then the love of my father would rub off on me.

But my brother hated me. He despised my very existence but no one knew. In the open, he was nice, but se