Dee Gomez only had little in her life. A dead mother, a criminal father and her two best friends - Janyce and Anthea.
Kaz Black had nothing to life but the responsibility of running one of the largest worldwide gang - The Black Kings and of course...
I flick through pages and either frowning, chuckling, or smiling, completely forgot that this is my family with an unknown boy.
My breath is caught in between my throat, as I flip the last page.
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"1996 - Thomas and his baby sister. Welcome to the family Dee Andrea Gomez"
I felt a tear leave my waterline, making me blink. The drop of water runs down my cheek and lands on the picture of us.
I have an older brother.
"Thomas." My voice was soft, as I quickly process what was happening.
I grab my photo album, placing it on my lap and flicking through it. As the pages fly by, there was no mention nor was Thomas' name written nor his face shown in any pictures.
Why don't I know him? Why didn't I grow up with him? Did I grow up with him? Why don't I remember him? Did he pass away?
I had so many questions in my head. "Dee?!" I hear Janyce call me from outside.
I look down the stairs and pop my head out from the door. "Janyce. Come here quickly." I encourage her and she frowns following me back to the attic, also calling Anthea
I hand them both Thomas' photo book and they frown. "What's going on"
I starch the back of my neck. "Open it"
Janyce opens the book and they flick through, it while their facial expressions frequently changed.
They both look up at me at the same at. "Do you know what this means?" Janyce had glossy eyes as she looks back down at the last picture.
"Y-you have an older brother, Dee." It rolled off Anthea tougne, giving me heartache.
I don't know where he is. I don't know who he is.
Tears roll down my face uncontrollably. I felt so betrayed to why don't I know who he is.
"I'll be in my room, girls," I tell them as I begin to walk away from them.
"Wait, Dee, I don't know if it's a good time to leave you alone," Janyce quickly pulls me into a hug.
I hug back. "Thanks, but I just need to think this out," I say. They both nod.
I stop the punching bag and walk to my phone which has been violently ringing for the past hour. I knew it was Dee, probably trying to torture me to talk to her, and lose the challenge.
