"(Y/N), today we're gonna visit your mother's grave." My stepmother told me with a pitiful look. How bad I wanted to slap her.

Don't pity me. Never do this. This was not intended for me.

If I could, I would have saved my mother from her sleeping death.

No.

I growl slightly as I roll my eyes at her. "Okay..." I mumble, stirring the now puffed up Lucky Charms in my bowl of cereal.

Their drowning. The marshmallows.

Poor things, I thought.

Taking pity on my drowning marshmallows, I didn't notice who walked in.

It's Mal.

I look up curiously as Mal looks at me and smiles. "Hello, sis." Was all he said before he looked away.

After mother's funeral, he could never look at me the same, for I looked too much like her.

No matter how I try to act. He still won't look at me. I frown, feeling a ping stab and alter my heart.

The beast stirs inside. It started forming when mother died. I've been having black outs ever since.

I can't even remember my childhood.

Strange.

"Mal, where's Hunter?" The female asked. Gosh her voice is annoying, I thought.

"I don't know. For all I know, he might be with someone getting drugs." Mal confessed as she gasped.

" WHAT?!" She turned around sharply, startling me as she slammed a fist down on the counter.

"And why the hell would he do that?!" She demanded.

Mal knew, and was totally honest. It was in his nature. "Because mother's gone. Why the hell would he be doing it?! It's the only way to numb his pain!" Mal shouts a bit.

I'm shaking, watching in horror as I'm now confused. What? What's happening. Why is Mal yelling. The female's mad.

Very mad.

"Mal, do you do drugs too?!"  She asked. He just scoffs and rolls his eyes. Oops. She's shouting in his face now. "Mal Croker! Answer me!" She has tears threatening her eyes.

Why does she care? My brother's an adult. What he does is his choice, if he decides to kill himself faster, then so be it...

I sigh. Not use to the fighting. Uh oh. I feel the tremors in my hands.

Shit. No. Why now. I can feel the tense air in the atmosphere.

"Can you please stop harassing my brother! Take this somewhere else!" I shout a bit with a shaky voice.

Oops.

Now I've done it.