LOVE & DISOBEY

EVARA. Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture. Recurrent.Nerve cracking. I think as my gaze is fixed solely on my food. The burning and hurtful aura of his presence was much louder than the thumping of my heart beneath me. Could he hear it? Of course he a werewolf. I mentally cuss myself for my stupidity. Dad created a rule, food must be eaten in the dining table and on time. Regardless of his presence or absence. I think it was because he noticed his change of behaviour. One morning we were friends and inseparable and the next I was someone he couldn't stand. His irritation is visible. I look up at him on the opposite side of the table. Our parents were out busy with work like they didn't leave two of their offspring at home. Alone. Leaving them with their hate. A memory forces its way in. "Evara opposite side are for people I don't like. You Evara is what I like most so you'll always sit beside me. Always until my mate comes along." I couldn’t help but give him a look of betrayal. He betrayed me. All those brotherly promises were bullshit. And I the fool took them serious. "Is there a reason you are looking at me," his tone is harsh. indifferent. I always keep hoping that that brother that always protected me would magically appear but with every word he utters, comes a the harsh reality that he may have died. "Ethan-" he drops the fork he was holding on the table with a bang. My grip tightens around my own to prevent myself from flinching. I try to stare at him stoicly but fear takes over as he stares back at him with dangerous eyes. One he gives an enemy. " Never. Ever. Call. Me. By my first name." I swallow the sob that threatened to come out." Eth-" he roughly gets up from his chair and starts walking away. Anger like never before takes over me, I add to my false bravery to create a perfect combination that I need to follow him. I stand infront of his bedroom door blocking his entrance. I remove my glasses to face him eye to eye. Green beautiful eyes stare back at me with anger and some emotion I quite can't decipher. He has grown, he is taller now. A bit mascular. His hair well kept in a messy curly waves. It's like am staring at Ethan for the first time. And not in a sisterly way. I shrug that thought. " You have a death wish," no doubt. He's soon to be Alpha.And that title was no joke. It meant he was stronger. Faster. " Why..."I start quietly not looking away, It feels like am hypnotized. ".. what changed? what did I do to you?" for a second I could have sworen I saw that brother that I once knew. " Am not inclined to answer you. But if you are that curious... I decided I was better off alone," he spats coldly. I blink in shock as he walks past me knocking my shoulder painfully and shuts the door on his way in. I allow myself to cry there and there wrapping both arms around myself. " I give up," I say to no one in particular. I know he can hear it. He can hear me crying. And that's the motivation I need to walk to my room. If that's the way he wants us to live then fine by me. Have never really felt part of the family but it didn't hurt back then because I had him ,however, at the moment am alone. Only this time I'll teach myself to hate him right back. Game on, Ethan Reeves.