How you hated him. How you hated yourself for resenting your little brother so much, it's not like it was his fault. He was just a kid, after all.

Christopher was your younger brother, making Eddie your Father. Father. He never really was, and neither had your mom, Shannon, been when she was still around. It was always about Christopher with everyone. He had cerebral palsy which made him need crutches to walk and extra attention. You were aware of this and tried to be understanding but surely you mattered too, right? Surely you would be worth someones time, even if Christopher was a special needs kid, right?

Your aunt's, uncles, grandparents, cousins, everyone. Christopher Christopher Christopher It made you sick. The whole universe revolved around your little brother, making you a glass child. You practically didn't exist, from the moment Christopher was born you turned invisible, only acknowledged when you fucked up or needed to do something for Christopher's sake.

Everything changed once Eddie started dating again after Shannon died and Christopher caught him cheating on his then girlfriend with a woman that looked like a carbon copy of Shannon. Christopher called his grandparents, who flew to Los Angeles immediately to collect Christopher and let him live with them.

You had stopped craving your family's love and attention when you started maturing, which you started doing way too early because you were all alone in this world, but Christopher leaving California and going back to El Paso, Texas, would change everything.

Your father would overly focus on you to fill the void his favourite child left in him, if Christopher actually wanted to leave. Chris was in his room, talking to Eddie's best friend Buck, whom Eddie had desperately called in hopes of Buck being able to change Christopher's mind. You didn't care about what happened anymore, so you just waited until Buck and Christopher came back, and when they did, Chris announced his decision.