Chapter 1

Words are just letters. Break them down and they mean nothing. They mean everything. Saying a word has more power than a punch in the nose. But the same blood will pour down the face. Same wounds will hurt. Same hearts will bleed.

Something has changed. I want to lie, pretend I don't know. Don't notice the shut door, hurt, angst. Resentment. I want to be blind.

It used to be simple. She pushes, bullies her way into my brain; implements herself onto my eyes. I get to play the noble sibling – always coming to help his rebellious little sister. Our roles were clear. We thrusted into each other and pushed others away, till there was nothing left. No parents, no expectations. Just our words.

I am afraid. Of making the wrong move. Of staring too much. Of caring too much. My eyes are the ocean of images, remembering every breath, every touch. Ocean of desires; wishes so twisted they spoil my soul. As if my soul isn't rotten already.

There is no escape. No play back button, no way out. It is not an illness, a curse. Nothing caused it. We were born with it. We are it.

Nothing can cure it; make it better. Not a mother's kiss. Nothing.

The only way is to let go. Release myself from her. Release her from myself. Untie the bonds so thick they cut air. Twist back fingers that are curled around my heart. Release my soul from the grasp of desire, of sin. Not yet.

I want to know what she is thinking. I want to be in her. Maybe I am already. What is inside her, gently tucked away in a chest, locked with standards and rules and regrets? Even my sister has morals. She just doesn't know it.

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Retaliation of sleep. Swinging his legs from the bed, Justin attempted to wake up and turn into human being.

It was only 8 in the morning but the battle between Max and their parents seemed to be in the full action. Or at least the voices were.

"But it is not fair! Why do I have to go?"

"Because you are too young. Justin and Alex know the limit of screwing up. But if Alex pushes too hard, Justin can stop and help her. You, on the other hand, don't know when to stop Max."

Their mother was too kind. But she was wrong. Justin won't be able to help Alex if she pushes too hard. He will simply push back.

Family vacation without a family. A new attempt. However, after the disaster in the Caribbean's, dad decided not to push Alex into going, and Justin was too busy with graduation. Their loss.

"Think about it Max. Mom and dad will be too…hmm…involved into each other that they won't care if you jump from buildings or turn into a monkey." Reasoned Alex's voice.

That forced Justin to snap into reality. No matter how much he wanted to stay behind the safety of a closed door, he was still the older brother and held responsibilities. At least to Max.

"Max, do not jump from buildings, turn into a monkey, or commit any other activities that Alex's brain might suggest. In fact, do not listen to Alex at all." Justin advised with resignation from the stairs. Not that Max would actually listen.

"Good morning to you too, sunshine." Retorted Alex from the couch without even looking at him.

"Alex! Not now guys. Look, if you do decide to kill each other, do not involve the house into your battle. Work your shifts at the shop and please do not break my lamp!"

"Yeah, yeah. The house will be spotless, the lamp will be put on pedestal, and Justin's body will be safely tucked in the basement. No go and have fun, please!" Standing up, Alex went to the side of her brother on the stairs. They both watched as their mom and Max left to meet their dad at the parking lot.

"Alone for 1 week. Finally." Alex happily stretched.

"Technically, I am here too."

"Yeah, but you are me, Justin."

With that words Alex went to her room and shut the door without looking at Justin. Millions of questions and responses pierced the air around him. Kaleidoscope of ways to respond. Yet, only silence was there to soothe him. But today, silence was too loud.

I should have probably mentioned before, but I forgot. Oh my feeble brain. Anyway, I do not own WOWP or any characters or any blah, blah, blah. The story is a fragment of my imagination that sprung from watching too much Disney Channel. Where can you go wrong with Disney Channel?

Oh, and I just finished Wuthering Heights; so me being utterly obsessed with the book influenced the planned story line. But no, there are no adoption twists or royal baby under the door plots.