Chapter 1

Alex pov

Watching Justin so depressed made my life depressed as well. He was my brother; he made life more fun and exciting. Recently, when I insult him like I always do he either ignores me or says to go away. His face was white and lost. And his eyes looked dull. His hair is greasy and his stink floated around the house making me gag. Right now, he is sitting on the porch looking into the grey sky. My curiosity took over making me not notice that my mother was taking to me.

'Alex! Can you please wash the dishes?' My mum moaned.

'Mum, what's the matter with Justin?' I asked. She gave me a quick glance, which made me feel like I shouldn't have brought it up.

'He's just feeling down at the moment Meeha' Mum said uncertainly.

'Why is he feeling down?'

'Because Meeha, once you get to a certain age you feel so many emotions.' Said mum whilst folding clean laundry. She smiled and I smiled politely back. I wanted to know more but by my mum's tone of voice, I could tell she'd rather not discuss about it. Before my mum could moan again about the dirty dishes, I dash to the porch. Justin is still in the same position when I last saw him. It was freezing even though I had a warm cosy knitted jumper. Justin only wore a blue polo shirt with some jeans. I must confront him.

'Justin, are you okay?' I quietly asked. He says nothing and just stares into the open.

'Look Justin, I really want to know if you're okay. You're meant to be my annoying big brother but now you look like a little boy who is helpless.' I said a little louder this time. Still no response.

'Fine, Justin if that's how you want it.' I say, with an annoyed tone. Just as I was about to exit his head jerked, and his eyes met mine. I saw sadness and fear.

'What's the matter Justin?' I said with a worried look. I sat in a deck chair next to his. He looked into his reflection in the glass and looks disappointed.

'I ruined it.' Justin whispered. Hid head drooped down and I swear I saw his eyes watering.

'Ruined what Justin?' I asked patting his back.

'I cheated Juliet.' He cried out, putting his head in his hands and letting tears form. I wanted to ask so many more questions, but he was blubbering really badly. I wanted to feel sorry for him, but I shouldn't feel sorry for him. I should feel sorry for Juliet.

To be continued…..