"I wonder how your brother's doing?"
Those words stung, more than I would've liked to admit.
"How was your day?"
They always cared more about him than they did me.
"Don't interup your brother!"
Even though I was born first.
"Why can't you be more like him?
Everyone around me loved my brother more than me.
Despite all my attempts to be amazing
he always out shone me in every way despite being older than him.
But our parents always used that as an excuse to blame me for the disruptions.
These are the things I hate hearing the most...
The comparisons to my brother.
I paced the silent house.
The too silent house.
I paced for hours,
refusing dinner and water.
Hell, even the damned toliet!
I looked at the clock every second,
disappoited to see how much time had already passed.
I looked out the window at every sound,
disappointed to see a leaf or squirrel.
More hours passed.
The stars came out.
The moon set.
You finally got home,
You finally came to me.
You reeked of perfume
and badly hidden lipstick on your collar.
You looked disheveled.
It didn't hurt that you were cheating
or that you were gone for so long without telling me...
It was the fact that you thought I cared so little
as to not hide your crimes.
"Where were you?"
“The person you are trying to contact is currently unavailable, please try again later or leave a message.”
“Hey... I just wanted to ask how you’ve been. Since the break up.
I wanted to ask since... it’s been hard for me.
And I wanted to know how you are... without me...
I’ve been walking on hot coals with every waking moment.
I don’t mean to guilt you into anything but I just...
Didn’t want you to be feeling the same.
Sorry for wasting your time...
Call me back...
I hung up the phone, clearing my throat in an attempt to clear the lump that had grown there.
I slid down the wall, trying to contain my tears.
The phone dangled from my fingers, my arms lain across my kness that were pulled to my chest.
My voice kept breaking while I was talking, mostly because I was almost eager to hear his reply.
Because I wondered how he had been without me.