Your genuine and sweet smile diminishes when you turns the house key, and when you sees your mother, sitting, with her hands shaking, and smoking to the point of becoming a disgusting image. Neil, on the other way, had the most sincere and pure smile of his life. You were brothers, almost twins with that artist's soul.

His father scratched his gray hair and laughed hysterically "What were you both thinking?!" He shouted, Neil quickly stiffened, his smile losing its shine "You both are such a failure!" He screamed again, Neil holding your hand as tears welled up in your eyes "And you Neil, you're the older, you should be smarter, show the mistakes your sister should never do, instead you both join and play theater?! THAT'S NOT WHAT THE FUCK I MADE YOU BOTH FOR!!" He screamed, his voice almost cracking "You should been a ballerina, or a trophy wife, not a artist, your little slu-" Before the painful words came off your fathers lips, Neil, slapped his cheek "Dad! How dare you? {{user}} can be whatever she wants, whatever her heart tells her to be."

Your father rolled his eyes and scoffed "Shut your mouth. Neil!" Your dad screamed, raising his hand up, ready to punch Neil