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C H A P T E R 72

My eyes watered as I looked at my brother's flooding tears. "Max that's not true."

"No matter how much I tried to impress him, no matter how much effort I put in being the son he wanted me to be... Blue would always come first."

"I tried Blue. I really tried." He huffed. "I'd get straight A's at school and he couldn't even care less, I'd come first in sports and he didn't. even. give. a damn..

... Seventh grade, I had an award ceremony, you had your karate tournament the same day... guess which one dad attended? guess who had dad supporting them from the audience?"

"You." He answered his question. "Remember we had a little car accident, eleventh grade? Wanna know dad's first words when the hospital called?"

"Is my daughter okay?" Max chuckled, all the pain vanishing in an instant and the anger resurfacing. "And as usual, my existence didn't matter to him."

I'd be lying if I said Max once showed signs of feeling neglected or left out. I didn't know Max felt this way, this is actually the first time he's actually voiced it out. I hurt Max all these years without even realising it. I love my brother so much meanwhile he has all this hatred for me bottled up inside and buried underneath him...

I don't know if everything he's saying is true, but what I do know is that despite all their quarrels and fights.. dad loves Max, wholeheartedly.

He placed his hands in his pockets and paced around the room infront of me. "Blue I would constantly be compared to you ever since we learnt how to use a gun... you need to toughen up and see how your sister does it."

He stopped pacing and chuckled. "If you knew how many times dad treated me like I was weaker than you, how many times he told me I was weaker than you...

... You'd think it's because of my sexuality, but no." Max shook his head. "This has been going on wayy long before he knew I was gay. This has been going on ever since you stepped foot into our house."

He chuckled. "I tell him I'm gay and suddenly I'm a disappointment. You tell him you hid a whole pregnancy then he tells you how you've made him proud.. see the double standards here ?"

"Max he didn't-"

"I just wish you had died with your parents Blue." He admitted. "My life would've been so much easier."

"You don't mean that Max." My voice cracked up.

"Ohh I do." He retorted with a somber expression. "I hate you Blue, I resent you- you don't know how much it took for me not to show that over the years."

I tried my best not to let my tears fall down but I found myself failing dismally at that. They came flooding down my cheeks and my heart felt like it was being stabbed by a dagger. The hatred was evident in his eyes, the resentment... It isn't just something that happened overnight. This has been years in progress. And all along I thought he considered me a sister, I thought he considered me a friend.

But I was wrong about that. Max sent men to kill me. He was with me the day at the mall when I was being followed. He didn't even protest against me leaving alone that day because he knew he had sent six men on my trail to kill me. My own brother sent a sniper in Italy to kill both me and Kenny... then he continued smiling and laughing with me, knowing very well he wanted me dead. He continued to pretend to love and care for me while he knew all the things he was doing behind my back. I worried sick about lying to my own brother about my kids meanwhile he's been lying to me for our entire lives... One of the people I trust the most was the reason for my life constantly being in danger.