Chapter 4: Gasping for air
Tense.
That's how it became in our home.
Everyone became tense—everyone knew that I was in love with Wanda, that I was openly challenging Ian.
The only one who didn't seem aware of it was Wanda herself. She was oblivious to the whole thing—part of me was relieved that she didn't notice because it would have torn her apart to see Ian and I fight over her. But the other part of me was irritated that she was oblivious to my feelings. There were times when I just wanted to shake her by the shoulders and tell her how I felt about her.
But I knew that if I told her too soon she would only withdraw for me—she would avoid me, hoping that I would get over my feelings. If that happened, where would I be standing? Ian would win far too easily.
Ian fought dirty, though. When I saw him with Wanda he would always send me a smug smirk and then he would do something that he knew would make my blood boil—kiss her, hold her hands, make her blush. He knew exactly how angry it made me and knowing that Ian knew how to make me angry made me angrier.
I didn't know what to do and it frustrated me. I had openly challenged Ian so easily but I actually had nothing to vouch for. The odds were against me—Ian already had Wanda and Wanda only thought of me as a sibling.
How the hell was I supposed to turn sibling love into romantic love?
The war with Ian was harder that I thought it'd be and it killed me. We haven't even really started but he was already winning.
What the hell am I supposed to do now?
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Chapter 5: A family that raids together
When Uncle Jeb asked for volunteers to accompany Wanda on her monthly 'raid' in the nearby towns and cities I raised my hand before looking around—of course Ian had his hand up, too.