Longing for regret

Episode 2

Greg had quite a scorn for his brother, although he didn't hate Fred entirely, he just didn't speak to him except out of necessity, this feeling transcends from childhood, when Fred constantly passed aggression he received to Greg, his house was a frequent cinema where power plays were held, and Greg happened to be the least in the hierarchy, Fred was mostly in school, as it was almost tradition in the family for the boys to be sent to a boarding school at a certain age, this frequent absence became a gateway of tranquility, Greg began savoring every moment he spent alone, loneliness became a source of comfort and absence became a sign of peace, but this was way long ago, before Greg became an adult, things changed a bit and Fred became some what caring or rather mature, this always felt ironic to Greg because Fred was ten years older than him, he always felt that Fred should have learnt to compromise earlier on.

Greg's childhood was full of drama, and lots of action when it came to bruises, and Fred was part of the characters that inflicted pain on him, this was probably the reason he didn't speak about his brother that much, or maybe he just didn't speak about his family at all, or perhaps it was because Fred wasn't his blood brother. Daniel married Ava when she already had Fred, and he was already a teenager when Daniel and Ava started seeing initially, so when Greg was finally born, Fred had to pass through everything that a maltreated stepson does go through, although Fred loved Greg, there was still some resentment towards Greg as he grew, Fred on the other hand could be receiving a punishment for existing, although Greg on the other hand didn't get it easy when it came to discipline, on the other hand didn't get it easy when it came to discipline,

but because of how Greg managed to downplay his emotions, he constantly said nothing when it came to sharing his experience with their parents when Fred was a absent, the narrative painted in Fred's head was that it was just a fraction compared to his brother's ordeal, at least that's what Fred said when Greg first mentioned something about it, this in particular was why Greg took the silent route.and his mother Ava, it's not like she was an angel or she was so understanding, she just didn't inflict as much pain as the others, she was quite Yiddish, and her words were always or most times backed with nails, in all sincerity I'd prefer to be with those two instead of her; Greg thought to himself, it was getting towards evening and the thought of his mom returning home made him squirm, she wasn't exactly a bad person, in fact, she was a good person as characters are mostly judged by one's selves, she knew the right, almost always, the problem was communicating perceived rights in the right way, without confronting or raising voices.

This looks delicious! Greg exclaimed; it's not like he didn't want the meal to be tasty, he feels stimulated any time he make a dish. Greg brought out a flat plate from a rack stationed nearby, the kitchen lit by day light, he slightly extended his arm to reach a plate, a white ceramic plate slight designs of gold and mixtures of green and red at the corners of the plate, the sink slightly below his umbilicus, he placed the potatoes in no particular order, scurrying the pieces into the plate and then placing the eggs on the plate like a bride, as the case maybe he learnt how to treat people and things alike, according to their nature, acted strong, he treated you so, you behave like a b***h, you could get dumped in a ditch, just kidding, on the contrary, you get treated like a b***h. Greg was a good definition of precise, he always knew how to observe and treat people accordingly, he wasn't judgemental, or tried not to be as the case may be, he just practiced reciprocation to the the fullest, he wasn't a saint of course, the irony of Greg was that he knew the dark side and still choose to portray light, this made him strong,the compassion he embodies is the most striking feature about him, but like all objects that light surrounds there are always shadows we can't see.

He gradually became a silent monitor, and the thing he couldn't stand the most? Manipulation! He became a doctor running out of patience anytime he sensed that.