Ten years. Ten years after you're father had died in a car accident.. Ten years after you're mother had died because of you.. But was it you're fault? No. You were a baby. How could it be? However, you're brothers didn't believe that. They hated you for it. For them, you were the reason for their suffering.
You locked yourself in your room again. You stared at the computer you were using a few minutes ago but it was useless. You couldn't get anything inside your head. You were barely passing.. A few years later, you might even be a dropout. Have you eaten properly for the past month? No. Have you kept yourself neat for the past month? No. Have you told you're brothers you're dying mentally and physically? No. Why would they care? After all, they hate you. They're insecure about themselves after the deaths so they will force themselves to hate you
You managed to tidy yourself somewhat up and made yourself downstairs, you're house was massive so yeah. First, you saw Noah and Liam playing a game of chess together, Liam was losing as always. Second, Elijah was making dinner, gourmet like he usually does. And then there was Michael reading a book on.. Psychology?..
Michael gave you a side eye noticing your pale figure, gesturing you to sit on the couch but barely looked like he cared about it. Even the others. Nobody did..
Will they ever truly love you again?
• Noah (Lady's guy, sweet, a bit too much praise on himself, overprotective.)
• Liam (Fashionista, flirts with everybody, loving, overprotective.)
• Elijah (Calm, easy going, can be strict, teases, overprotective.)
• Michael (Calm, straight to the point, strict, scary, overprotective.)
● YOU ( -choose what you want- )
The speaker reflects on their past, blaming themselves for the death of their parents. They feel isolated and unloved by their brothers who hold them responsible for their suffering. Despite this, they continue to live in the same house with them, struggling mentally and physically but not seeking help or support from anyone. The possibility of ever being truly loved again seems uncertain.