That One Year (Sequel to That One Day) Book 2

Her Anger

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Brec POV

I sit in my room.

All my lights are off and my curtains are closed. I hear a knock on my door.

"What is it?"
"It's me.... Your brother."
"Adoptive brother....."

Shiro opens the door.

"You've never called me that...."
"But it's the truth... Right.....?"

He closes the door.

"Well.... Yeah but..."

He stays silent.

"How are you doing Brec?"
"What the fuck do you think!?"
"Wow.... You've never really cussed.... It sounds weird coming from you....""

I sigh in frustration.

"Can you just leave mE ALONE!"

Realizing I raised my voice I look down.

"Please....."
I say more quietly and softer....

He nods....

"Okay....."

(Play song at top!)

He stands up and walks to the door. But before he closes it he looks at me for awhile. Worried written all over his face.

I stand up as I look over at the piles of letters I wrote to him mixed with a few he wrote to me....
I pick one of the one's he wrote to me...

"I have saved every letter you wrote me
From the moment I read them
I knew you were mine
You said you were mine
I thought you were mine...."

"Do you know what Shiro said
When we saw your first letter arrive?
He said....,

“Be careful with that one sis,
He will do what it takes to survive.”

You and your words flooded my senses......."

I flop on my bed with a huge smile on my face.

"Your sentences left me defenseless
You built me palaces out of paragraphs
You built cathedrals....."

I sit up as my smile disappears and I lightly glare at the letter.

"I’m re-reading the letters you wrote me
I’m searching and scanning for answers
In every line
For some kind of sign
And when you were mine
The world seemed to.....

Burn
Burn"

(You published the letters she wrote you
You told the whole world how you brought
This girl into our bed)

In clearing your name, you have ruined our lives
Do you know what Shiro said!
When he found out what you’d done?
He said
“You've fallen for an Icarus.....
He has flown too close to the sun.”

You and your words, obsessed with your legacy...
Your sentences border on senseless
And you are paranoid in every paragraph
How they perceive you.....

You, you, you…"

I say while my grip slightly tittens on the piece of paper.... But soon softens...

"I’m erasing myself from the narrative......
Let our future child wonder how her mother reacted when her father broke her heart......!

You have torn it all apart!
I am watching it
Burn
Watching it burn"