The Kidnapped Twin, Finally Found (Lenku And Rinkuo)

Chapter 11, Missing her Onii-Chan

Dinner was made.
Now I just had to wait for Mikuo.

I wanted to talk to him.
Why had he beat Len?
What was going through his mind?

I doubted he would give me any answers, but I had to try.

But, he was usually home by 8:00pm, and as it was only 4:00. I had a long wait ahead of me.

I flipped on the tv. What could I watch?
Maybe something sad, Or... It had been awhile since I'd watched horror.
Yeah, that sounded good.

I looked through the horror movies on Netflix.

Insidious? Scream? Scary movie? Friday the 13th? Child's play?

I eventually settled on The Conjuring.
I liked haunted house movies. The ghost children always interested me.
When I was little I had sometimes wondered if I was a ghost because no one seemed to notice me.

I would play as though I were, and I'd pop up behind Mikuo and he would play along, pretend to be scared and run from me. I would follow him creepily, but with uncontrollable laughter.

It always ended with him pretending to stand up to me, say he's not scared and I'd pretend to disappear.

A smile had been on my face remembering this, but now that smile was replaced with a frown.

I missed my brother.

Now he was beating up strangers for nothing and hanging out with Luka more than me.

I had tuned out and missed most the movie because of these thoughts.

But I knew the basic story.
I had already watched it 5 years ago with mom, dad and Mikuo.
A house is haunted, the house had been owned by a witch, the moms get haunted, yeah yeah. I didn't need to watch it again.

I turned the tv off and my mind immediately went to Len.

He had been so kind.
Oh, how the sight of his stomach had hurt me to see.
And infuriated me.

My own brother, so cruel and heartless.
There was no excuse. And even though Mikuo had done that to him, he had still smiled, and he didn't even seem mad at Mikuo.

Hurt, but not mad.

I sighed.
I wanted to see him again soon.

And then Rin had come...
Rin had been nice, but she definitely hadn't remembered me.
I had felt a little hurt at first, before I reminded myself how boring I was.

I wasn't worth remembering.

I was still surprised at how similar Rin and Len looked.
I wouldn't be surprised if they were siblings.

To be honest, Rin was really pretty. I had always thought so.
I had always envied her beauty.

My mom told me I was pretty, my dad said I was cute and my brother said I was the best sister ever, but no one said anything of the sort anymore.

I was nothing more then the caretaker of the house now.

I had to cook and clean.

I basically took over for mother, and it was exhausting.

I had never noticed how much she did, or I would have helped.

Oh mother.
Why did she have to leave? I missed her.
Without her, we were falling apart.
We were no longer a happy family.

Nothing was good anymore.

I was trying my best, but my best isn't good enough, it never has been and never will be.

A few tears rolled down my face before I realized my eyes were full of tears.
I quickly wiped them away. I couldn't cry. I had to be strong.

For my father and brother.
If I cried and allowed myself to grieve, who would clean, or do anything?
No one would.

I had gotten so lost in my thoughts, it had already been 4 hours and I hadn't noticed.

I heard a key turn in the lock and Mikuo walked in.

He shot me a glare and went to the kitchen.
He found his dinner and started to heat it up.

I could tell he was still mad at me for stopping him earlier.

I followed him to the kitchen anyway.

I waited a few minutes, before asking quietly "Mikuo, what happened earlier?"

He waited a few minutes to answer. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe he didn't want to talk to me. I wouldn't blame him.

Finally he said "you mean with the boy?"

I nodded and bite my lip. "Y-yeah"