I gripped the safety handles of the roof of the car as the surroundings became familiar to me.
“Markus,” I whisper softly under my breath, my eyes stuck on the road. “You didn’t.”
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When I had been young, the house had always looked ugly to me.I spent my youth living next to a trailer park. Our house just a few steps away from the dump. It was inside a gated compound filled with the same horrible white houses with the graying picket fences.
It’s a universal truth that children often placed their parents in such high pedestals.When I had been young, I looked up to both my mother and father. It had only been me, Olive, Scarlett, and the twins, Hazel and Clementine then. I was close to the twins, and I never once understood why Olive and Scarlett would often tell me I shouldn’t spend as much time with my parents as I did back then.
“Have you ever had him checked in the hospital?” The words leave my mouth with much more ferocity than I intended. My parents’ eyes widened, surprised I even had it in me to say such things to them. My mother’s ice turned icy, like how it used to back when I had been younger. She scoffs, crossing her arms against her chest, “Look at this place, you think we could afford a hospital visit when we can’t even pay for no damn elect
Markus wasn’t done. Still, he was gently squeezing my hand from underneath the table. Words don’t form in my mouth. Instead, I was simply looking at him. My heart fluttering against my chest. Beating erratically with every word that comes out of his mouth.
“Get out!”My mother was in hysterics, her hands outstretched towards Markus. I could tell she just had her nails done, the tips of her nails were sharpened and dyed a deep red. My father was smarter, he slipped his arms under my mother’s arms and stopped her from hurting us. If she had been an animal, you could tell she was probably foaming at the mouth by this time.“Get out!” She screamed again, her saliva hitting me square in the face. Crinkling my nose, I lift my arm up to wipe it off. Disgusting. “Get out, both of you!”Markus fixed his collar, looking at my mother straight in her eyes.“We would gladly do just that,” He then looked around the room. His eye
Blue was in the same place as he had been a few hours ago.He still had his nose stuck in a book. My eyes widened a fraction once I noticed it just wasn’t any book. It was a book on the Fundamentals of Human Neuropsychology. Grinning, I slowly crouch in front of him. If what my sisters said had been correct, then they were absolutely far off. Not that Blue was slow.Everyone was just on average speed that he had no choice but to keep quiet when everything was being processed in his brain in a rapidly fast pace.“Hello,” I say. “Do you remember who I am?”Blue doesn’t even give me any sort of regard. If it had been others who asked, I’m sure they would have been offended or felt like
At least one of us seemed to have enjoyed the surprise.Gray came running outside the house, a huge smile on his face. He had pulled Jade along with him. They both had goofy looks on their faces. Gripped tightly on one of Gray’s hand was the big yellow truck he was playing with moments ago.For some reason, I can’t share the same excitement that was probably building up inside Gray’s body. Wait, no, actually, I knew the reason. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I sighed and clicked my tongue. Forcing myself to look at Markus, I wave my hand towards the truck, “Please tell me that isn’t a dump truck in front of my parent’s house.”He nods eagerly, “I could tell you that’s not a dump truck but then I would be l
All of my siblings had a mixture of disappointed faces once they saw Markus’s pseudo-basement apartment.Olive, Scarlett, and Hazel were respectful enough that they didn’t air their disappointment. With the lack of excitement on their faces, though, I’m sure they were expecting something bigger. Quickly, they took all the bags of our siblings and when I pointed where our room was, they hid themselves inside.Clementine wasn’t as kind. She immediately started walking all around the place, looking inside drawers and cabinets. I glare at her whenever I notice her stuffing things inside her jacket pocket. Didn’t stop her though, in fact, it seemed to fuel her more. She would smirk whenever I caught her.I should teach her a lesson in stealing, she&
My mother named me after a color I didn’t even like.I would have preferred it if she had named me Green. Green is a nice name. It’s a nice color. I love the color green. And so does my brother, Gray. He only ever showers when the shampoo is green. Green is also what I color the trees. Trees are good. Without trees, there would be no books. I couldn’t imagine what life would be without books.Or maybe I can, I just don’t want to imagine life without it.I like books. Right now, I’m reading a book on different psychological assessments. A few months ago, we moved to a place that’s far away from my mother. Sometimes I don’t like change. Change is weird, it makes me scared. This time, I liked the change. This time, I can read all the books I want and my mother won&r
A miniature demon was inches away from my face.“Markus,” Gray whispered softly. “I have to ask you something.”It was like he was trying not to wake me up more than he already did. Groaning, I rub the back of my head. When he had woken me up by blowing warm air in my ear, I woke up flinching. My head hit my headboard, and I was afraid I might have broken it, and I wasn’t really in the mood to spend any more than I already did the past few days.“What is it?” I asked, lifting him up and placing him on my lap. The past few months have been amazing, he’d taken in a lot more weight and even though he hated it, he also started taking more showers. All we needed was changing the shampoo to the green ones that he liked. “What’s wrong, bud?”
It was around midnight when my sister started to fucking scream.When we had been living on the same roof, I was used to her bitching every hour of the day. She finds gum in her shoe, she bitches. She loses one of her earrings, she bitches. She figures out I ate the last fucking piece of donut. She fucking bitches. Everything she does is bitch. It came to the point where I don’t even want to come home anymore because I was missing sleep because of all the time she keeps bitching about everyone at the house.Still, for some inexplicable reason, I feel like her bitching now didn’t sound like her typical bitching.Rubbing my eyes, I yawn, pulling myself up from the couch. The television was still on when I had been watching a movie a few hours ago. Violet would probably have bitched about this too but
“Give that back to the kind gentleman, Gray.”Gray scrunched his nose up in annoyance, “No!”“Gray,” I say again, forcing a smile so that none of the other people could tell I was close to slapping the back of his head for being a brat. “Return the paper bag to the man.”“Helen said only one per person!”“We bought lots, didn’t we?” I counter, “Just give it back.”Gray mutters something under his breath once more but, he returned the paper bag to the homeless man who for sure was hiding five more bags inside of his coat. He walked by more than a few times already, I just didn’t make a comment. Hey, if we were in t
“What’s that about?” Red asked as we got out of the cab, pulling an exhausted and dozing Markus out. Thankfully, Red was with me because there was no way in hell I can carry Markus all on my own. I already had another set of weight that’s pulling me down in my belly, I can’t have the person who made the weight possible adding to the changes of my center of gravity. “What did that woman mean by contract, Violet? What was she talking about?”I say nothing. Instead, I slung my arm around Markus’s lower back, while his inner elbow settled around the back of Red’s neck. It was a good thing that his apartment was in the basement and we didn’t have to use the stairs. Thank you to whoever invented elevators!Red huffed, his voice sounding annoyed with my sudden s
“You brought a titty club?”“Red!” I hissed, covering his mouth immediately before either of the kids hear. “It’s not a titty club! I’ve never seen an uncovered breast at Ardere. Can you keep your mouth shut?”Red and Clementine got home a few hours after we prepared dinner.And Markus was yet again, working late today.He had been working late for quite a few days now that I’m starting to both get worried and annoyed. Granted, I wasn’t alone at home and he could leave me without me getting bored, it still wasn’t what I expected. Especially now that we knew what the other had felt. I thought for sure that our feelings were mutual, everything would feel different.
My therapist suggested that I should make a list.They told me that hate was a powerful word, and that it was subjective. That maybe the hate that was festering inside of me wasn’t necessarily considered as hate but more of confusion and guilt forming together. They told me that sometimes things happen beyond our control and that I shouldn’t blame myself for the choices I made along the way over things that I had no control over.Of course, I thought it was total bullshit.Still, I found myself typing names on the notes app of my phone. I was inside my room, with the door open to ease everyone’s concern. I’ve already gone and fed Mexi. It had been a long time since we spent time alone together. Markus, Scarlett, and Olive were at their jobs, Hazel was at her dorm, Red and Clementine wer
I don’t know what’s more infuriating.Maria and Maverick, who were trying to keep cool but failing horribly, while they were taking food out of paper bags. They kept glancing my way ever since I got back into Ash’s room. Or maybe it was my siblings that were more annoying. I could feel their stares on me even when they weren’t facing my direction. It was that bad.Red, Jade, and Gray were standing by Ash’s, who thankfully was knocked out cold and not blabbering crazy stuff anymore, bed. Gray was blatantly staring, whispering something to Red, while tipping his head in my direction. Red was glancing at me from the corner of his eye, and I met his gaze. When he noticed that I caught him, he placed his hand on top of Gray’s head and swiveled his face to avert his gaze.Th
Keep calm, Violet.I’ve been repeating that ever since Markus had grabbed my hand and started pulling me along behind him, walking to heaven knows where. He’s been quiet ever since we left Ash’s room. I didn’t miss the way that Maria and Maverick were throwing glances at the both of us as we left. Hell, even Red was giving me a knowing look and it’s Red we’re talking about. He couldn’t even care less about my girly problems.I was in such a state, it took me a long time to figure out just where exactly we were going. We’ve passed the hospital park where we had the talk a few days ago. And it doesn’t really look like we’re going to where his car was parked. My hands were getting clammy and he still hasn&rsquo