Point Guard #99

0 - Prologue

ZAIDEN'S POV

"You know that isn't true! Please Zander, stop!"

At first, I didn't exactly realised that he was angered by my response, I didn't expect him grabbing my neck and slamming me on the table.

Tears streamed down my cheek as I gripped his arm with my right hand while trying to push him off with the other.

I feel my consciousness slowly slip away. I focus on my brother's eyes that were figuratively burning holes through me.

His glare made me think that he wants to kill me. Does he hate me that much?

No.

He's just angry.

Really really angry.

Mom used to tell me to look at the bright side, no matter how hard it gets.

Mom taught me how to have hope.

I felt the grip on my neck loosen and a small wave of relief crashed on me.

Was he going to finally stop this?

I sure did hope so.

I didn't like fighting with my brother.

I slowly got up from the table only to feel the grip on my neck tighten again. I stared at my brother who was laughing humorlessly before slamming me on the table once more.

He stared at me with a blank look on his face before slowly shaking his head.

"I have no brother."

Then he launched his free hand at my face with full force.

I sat up in shock and in fear and panted heavily. I looked surroundings and slowly realised that I was in my room.

A nightmare. It was only a nightmare.

I sighed in relief before panting a little lightly now. I was a bit glad that at least it wasn't the real thing.

The real thing hurts like crap.

I slid my feet on my slippers and wiped off the sweat coming from my forehead before I turning my head to look at the time.

"5 A.M? Not bad actually." I murmured to myself. 5 A.M is actually a decent time for me to wake up, considering I had another nightmare.

I'm a type of person who tends to wake up easily, like if you poked my ribs even by just using your pinky, there's a high chance that I'll wake up.

Imagine having frequent nightmares while being a person who wakes up by a poke. Hard, huh?

I grabbed my towel and went to the bathroom just beside my room. The house that I am currently living in is quite large. It took me about two to three weeks to memorise where the seven other bathrooms are located.

Seeing they have maids working here, the other three bathrooms are likely to be for them.

Not to add that each bathrooms are freaking huge.

Rich people. Sheesh.

The family who took me as one of their own are my mom's friends ever since she was still in her teenage years.

From what I've heard, Mr. and Mrs. Tanner used to fight alot back when they were not together, but you know what they say:

"The more you hate, the more you love."