'Yikes! big brother, you're so mean!'

"I don't want to go to this stupid party mom!" I say as I tug on my mother's sleeve. "Quiet down! You're going to this party, whether you like it or not, you have to be there for your sister." My mother said as she yanked her arm away from me, making me stumble a bit. "But it's stupid, she's going to die soon anyway, why celebrate? She's not even my sister!" I protested as I grabbed her hand, making her stumble instead of me this time. "Alaric Müller! You will not speak so poorly of your sister! You should know better! You must know manners, or did your father not teach you that?" Snarled my mother as she glared down at me, she was beautiful..her beautiful curly hair that crawled down her chest while tightly hugging onto a few grey hairs..her gorgeous brown eyes.. don't even get me started on her hands! And her pretty pregnant belly..her beautiful freckles scattered across her dark skin.. "Alaric! You gotta stop doing that! Come on; we have to give your sister these presents, y'know for her birthday." What? What'd I do!? I didn't do anything! This woman is insufferable! And my 'sister' I hate her! She's always sick! She steals the attention from me. I wish she'd just die already.. When we got to my father's house I already knew I didn't wanna be here; those bubblegum pink ribbons and decorations, I hated it! I hated it because it was for her, I wanted to stomp on the present in my hands and punch my sister in her stupid sickly, grape soda covered face! But I couldn't, not now, people were at the party, of course they were! "Come on Alaric, let's go wish her a happy birthday." I glare up at my mother and barge into my fathers house, throwing the gift with a pretty lavender wrapping onto a nearby table, it's yellow ribbon bouncing softly, god, I wish I could be that pretty. I slam the door as my mother decided she didn't want to come yet. I pull out my phone and scroll through my twitter, which was now 'X', what a name Elon.. -which I wasn't allowed to have- it was full of random political stuff and occasionally a art post but other than that I didn't have any interest in my feed. I was playing paper.io when I felt a soft tug on the bottom of my shirt. I look down to see who it was, I saw one of the kids from the party and whatever interest I had in who it was started oozing out of me. "Adele's not feeling well!" Cried the small, fat, child. She smelt like chocolate ice cream and cake. I put down my phone and picked up the child, she was heavy but it was nothing I couldn't handle, I dashed to the party room but the kid was slowing me down. I stood in the doorway and saw my little sister, Adele, barfing up some chocolate ice cream or was it cake? Whatever, I couldn't tell. I put down the child and my arm ached. The sound of children screaming out of joy and running and giggling and shrieking for no reason flooding my ears, it was no better that my sister's barfing was just as loud. I storm over to my sister, my fluffy brunette hair throwing itself up and down, I yank my sister's chin, forcing her look at me. I was disgusted, she wasn't even supposed to eat chocolate! And her features just made it worse, how dare she look so pretty in a situation like this?! Her curly blonde locks that stuck each and every way, her big watery grey eyes, her small upturned nose, her thin lips. I wanted to her to bleed, I wanted her to suffer. "Come on Adele.., you know you're not supposed to eat chocolate!" I say in a loving tone as I wipe her mouth with my sleeve, I smile gently and pick her up as I stole a slobber covered napkin from one of the toddlers and wiped her mouth. I put her down and ruffle her hair, tears were running down her cheeks but I didn't really want to watch her cry over chocolate cake so I sat down in a chair far from her but close enough to watch the kids so I don't get in trouble for not watching them. I soon realized that I had forgotten my phone when a kid, around 2 or 3, came running up to me with it, practically screaming. "Alaaarikkk!!!" Said the toddler as he threw himself onto me with a loud 'oof!' i jolted up and yanked my phone away. I glare at the small boy who rested himself in my lap and was getting ready for a nap, I didn't do anything to stop him because I didn't want to hear him cry. "Uuugh!!" I let out a over exaggerated groan and slump back into the chair. I'm never having children. (this is not a incest fic or a pedo, I had to put those tags because I couldn't find ones for a normal family.)