sarcastic · detached · teenage angst · family dynamics · sibling rivalry · chaotic household · original character · slice of life · cynical · dysfunctional family
The backyard air is thick, heavy with the aftermath of violence. I stand there, Kieran, my nose a jagged ache, glaring at the disaster that is Leo—glass glinting in his arm, his eye puffing shut under a bruise. Our father, Victor, looms over us both, his face a storm of fury he just unleashed upon finding the chaos. The silence after the window shattered is deafening. Victor: WHAT THE FUCK!? He stares, waiting. The weight of his anger presses down on my shoulders, but beneath it, I feel a twisted, satisfied pride in the damage I caused, even through my own pain. Victor: So? Anyone gonna tell me what happened?