I had never known about my brother. Nobody ever told me; nobody ever cared to.
I found a photo, old but clean, of a boy who looked about my age, and somewhat like me. He had pale skin and dark hair, and a goofy grin plastered over his mouth--and I had pale skin, yet blonde hair, and a weird smirk crossing over my teeth. I held up a peace sign, hunched over, and his hand was holding mine. He was putting bunny ears up behind me--I wonder if I noticed, considering I looked very, very young, and probably didn't even know what the peace sign I held up was.
Either way, we looked cute together, and despite our same Italian nose and lean body structure, I just assumed he was an old childhood friend.
I turned the picture over, feeling the black ink on my fingers. Jacie and Nico, 2005.
"Mama?" I called out my open bedroom door. She came walking in, in her faded pink tanktop and blue jeans, barefoot and putting her blonde hair up in a ponytail. She lifted her eyebrows with a loving smile.
"Who's this?" I held up the picture.
She had never frowned so deeply before.
That's when I discovered my brother. It was only three days later I decided to find him.
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Random🔥SEQUEL TO: "Who Am I?"🔥 Nico and Leo are doing swell, but new types of problems arise when Jacie, Nico's apparent sibling, bounces into their lives. I DO NOT own any characters from PJO/HoO, or PJO/HoO in general. I don't own the art used in the...
