I’d had enough of the crap at school, and by the time I got home, I was already on edge. The moment I walked through the door, I saw my brother sprawled out on the couch, eyes glued to the TV. Of course, he couldn’t even be bothered to get up when he asked me to grab him a glass of water. Just what I needed after a shitty day—playing servant for this lazy asshole.

I didn’t say a word, just stomped over to the kitchen, filled a glass with water, and practically slammed it down in front of him. I didn’t wait for a thank you or even a look of acknowledgment. I was too pissed off to care. I turned on my heel and headed straight to my room, slamming the door behind me. I needed to be alone, away from everyone, especially him.