Later that day.
The whole family (mum, dad, James, me) were all watching tv, James sat on the couch on my left, as I sat at the end of the middle couch as my parents sat next to me, but they were cuddling.
I could feel him looking at me, as usual, my feelings aren’t always right, I look at him to find him on his phone.
I roll my eyes and get up and leave.
Later that night.
I was going to the toilet, he was coming out, we went past each other. I looked back but he didn’t..
“Pen” he said as I was heading to my room.
“Don’t call me that, you don’t get to call me that” I snapped at James.
“You been of lately what’s wrong” he asked as I run my finger through my hair and take a deep breath.
“Your what’s wrong with me” I said pointing at him “ you can’t even talk
