"I AM GOING TO DIE " I screamed at the top of my lungs as I ran across the living room. It was for a fact not 'dramatic' at all as my mum usually termed it.

"Stop your dramatic ass right now or this time I will make sure of your death" screeched a well known voice from behind me as I ducked under the table to reach the other side. My brother stood in front of me with a cruel grin plastered across his face screaming my death either way, so I ran .. well because I wasn't feeling suicidal tonight.

We were now circling the dining table with a look of the predator and a prey in our eyes.

I looked around for any possible escapes when my gaze met that of my eldest brother Zephyr who sat on the couch enjoying the show with popcorn in his hands.

Freaking backstabbers.

"There's no way out now, sorellina"

"Zeph, this reverse gear is calling me a bitch in some other language"

Zephyr laughed at it "It's Italian for sister"

"Don't you dare call me that again..it's reverie, speak that or shut it, you female fox" growled an annoying inhumane voice as it's owner literally jumped on me making us both stumble down on the floor, with him on top of me with the glint of a cannibal in his navy eyes, ready to skin me alive.

What? Blame my mom for naming me vixen. Trust me, the rest sounds like a drug used to treat an animal skin disease.

"Vixen Asterin and Caelum Reverie Pierce refrain yourselves from killing each other or i'll do the deed for you. Tear yourself off of each other and get off the floor right now" demanded a calm voice from gritted teeth, from near the door amongst the various strings of curses and swears.

Well shit.

We both composed ourselves in what seemed like a nano seconds, with cay smirking and me well, planning to pluck those lips off of his face using a nail cutter.

Mum stared us down with a pair of irritated ebony eyes and furrowed brows, clearing my theory that she had just come from work.

Oh boy! This is gonna be way worse.

"Can't I really expect you guys to be civil..just for ONE DAY" she sighed and moved to settle her purse on one of the chairs.
"What happened now..Zephyr?"

"Well, Caelum ate vixs' ice cream that she saved so, Vixen destroyed Cay's half a page of homework."

That changed the whole demeanor.

"You did homework?" she raised her eyebrows.

Cay just scoffed at that as I tried to contain my giggles, and that's when I realised I hated Caelum! so I had a full on laughter break down.

Mum smiled, all that strictness scattering away like a sand castle, as she looked into the amethyst of my eyes, a feature only I have inherited. Her expression sullens as she shares a look with Zephyr.

"Well ohhkay, we'll discuss during dinner, i just remembered these documents I have to check, alright? We'll talk later" she smiled quickly as she walked off with long strides after passing a hand indication for Zephyr to follow.

There's no benefit in asking what the hell just happened, the answer will always be 'I'm too little to have my head to worry about it' or just a plain ' it's nothing sweety'.

Well apparently I'm old enough to know it's something and is after the colour of my eyes or maybe even the leg. I know that her expression will last for a while, now.

Does that amethyst remind her of my father. Mum never talks about him, only some stories holding nostalgia for her, but nothing else.

I don't even know if it's a good thing or not because those stories always start with a smile and end with a monotone face. I don't know if those unmentioned endings were of longing or anger on her side, but that doesn't mean I won't understand.

I'm almost 8 now!

I know many big words too. You know like the 'F' one.

That's because well I like reading books but my mum doesn't so she lets me read books without knowing what can be read through them.
(Quite a lot if you ask me)

"It's probably nothing you know..
probably some shit about how to hack into some Pinterest accounts from her office laptop"
He plopped himself onto the couch, while rubbing his neck sheepishly with his hand as the other lays lazily accross the pillows.

I just replied with an eyeroll. We both know that's not true, but there's nothing wrong in believing something until you have a chance at knowing the facts.

Oh boy how wrong I was.