Your mum and stepfather were very nice.
They didn't even protest when I ran out and back to my house to heave everything I took in.
You weren't too happy though.
Maybe that's why you followed me back here. I was expecting you to mock me like you usually do. Waiting for you to tell me I'm fat or that I'm ugly, or that I am weak, that it's the least I deserve for what I've done — like the countless times you have.
You didn't though.
Instead you crouched down to pat my back until I stopped coughing up everything. You weren't laughing. You weren't smug. You weren't anything close to what I always expect from you.
You were just there.
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