deep_red_bells: ([Emote] SQUEE!)
My brother's gonna be on TV tonight. You'd best be watching.

L.A. is nice, wish you all were here.

deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Doubtful)
That's it, little brother, I give up. I was not meant to foxtrot, it's as simple as that.
deep_red_bells: (*sigh*)
There's only so much you can do, but if somebody doesn't give you a chance there is nothing you can do. --Charlize Theron


Here's the deal.

I'm never gonna get over my issues. They're always gonna be there. I'm fairly certain that, at best, I'm always gonna resent you, and at worst, I'm always gonna hate you. It's not that you're his kid; that'd be pretty damned stupid. I'm his kid too and I'm not really into self-loathing, thanks. It's that you're the kid he raised. He loved you. I bet he went to all your baseball games and took you camping and sat you up on his shoulders during parades so you could see and gave you a dollar for every A on your report card and all that happy family bullshit that I didn't get to have. I hate you for that.

I'm fully aware this is irrational and completely unfair. But that's the way it is and I refuse to apologize for it. You have no idea what it was like to grow up knowing you were a mistake and that in the end, no one wanted you. You haven't even begun to scratch the surface of just how fucked up I am where you and your sister and our father are concerned and buddy, I have no idea why in the name of all that is good and holy you'd want to.

But apparently you do, so fine. We can hang out. We can talk. But I'm giving you fair warning: more likely than not, I'm going to be bitter, I'm going to be angry, and I'm going to be a royal bitch. It may not last long. I may get over it quickly. I may actually be the cool sister you always pictured me as. But then, I may never get over it. I may never stop resenting you. I don't know. But I figure, we'll never know, unless I give you a chance to change my mind and give myself a chance to let my mind be changed.

So I will. If you really want one, that badly, factoring all of what I just said into the equation? It's your's.

All I can say is God help you, you brave, stupid kid.


Baileigh Solis
Word Count: 357
deep_red_bells: (Sullen)
Do blood ties automatically equal 'family'?


deep_red_bells: (Default)
Baileigh Solis

December 2010



RSS Atom

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 19th, 2017 03:16 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios