I sat on my bed, staring at a picture frame.
The picture was of Dad, Papa, Matthew, and I. We were in one of the parks close to home, having a picnic. This was one of the last times that our family was ever together like this, happy and smiling. Now Dad was busy with work, Papa was somewhere else probably with another man, and Matthew was always depressed. Me? I've been fine, for the most part. But ever since Papa disappeared, Dad's been too stressed out to bother with me and Mattie. My days are now filled with work, school, and trying to stop Mattie from killing himself. Honestly, I don't think I can stand it anymore. I mean, when Dad does pay attention to us, he's always yelling at us for one reason or another. Sometimes I wish I could be 'invisible' like Mattie. Dad blames everything on me and is always pointing out my flaws. He does the same to Mattie, but he's not as harsh. Mattie always gets good grades and does stuff that makes Dad so proud, even if he can't see it himself. He thinks no one cares. He cuts himself, he cries until he can't cry anymore. I want to help him, I really do. But I feel the same way. I just don't do what Mattie does.
I have to be the hero in this family.
I'm afraid of what would happen if I stopped.
A/N: ; A; I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I JUST WROTE. I SHOULD BE WORKING ON MY OTHER 2 STORIES BUT I'M NOT. :D
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