Bright light blue hair swayed in the wind. Blue eyes twinkled and laughter falls from Esme's lips as they laugh at what their brother is suggesting, "So that why I think that the world around me is false and that I really died in 2015 by drowning in the water!"

"Phhhf, you must have been talking to dad recently. If this was a fake world would you really want to have me be in it? Like I can straight up be a bitch and I know this."

"...you have a good point!" He exclaims as he pushes his glasses up that hide how tired he actually is. His green eyes flash in recognition, "Hey, is that Kayla? Wasn't she your friend is highschool?"

"Kayla? Oh yeah! She was one of my closest friends but it turns out that she's kinda more of a bitch than me. Like I'm a bitch cause wow I'm lazy and hate effort but she kinda turned when she heard that I am genderneutral/queer. Cause like wow your "girl" best doesn't like being a girl so she tries to make herself happy but you don't agree with her so you straight up punch her and yell at her for being an attention hoe! Sorry anyways rant over, so where is she?" Esme looks around trying to find the blonde-haired hazel eyed girl.

"Huh," her brother scratches his head and points, "She was just in the store over there...but she isn't there anymore?" He turns back to Esme and sighs, "Well either way we are having our family Christmas meeting soon, do you think you can make it? I know dad and mom want to see their spawn again!"

Esme snorts, "You're still using spawn, I was just joking! But yeah I should, sadly I'll only be able to make it a few days before. Too bad for y'all!"

Their brother pouts and nods, "Yeah even if I hate you loser I have to admit your food is godly. You better be making the desert! Mom tried making a lemon cake and somehow burnt it and the stove still smells. She makes a better ham though..."

"Rude!" Esme slaps his back, "You know that she hides the family recipe from me! She won't admit it but we all know she wishes she could be more feminine... Honestly she probably still blames herself for not being feminine enough."

"...She literally signed you up for the school baking and art class. What more could she expect? She tried to make you be a girl but fuck that. Queer gayness for the win!"

"...You are literally the straightest person I know yet somehow you make yourself seem gayer than Nicklas. At least you don't have the curse of fragile masculinity." They sigh and then smile when they realize that the two of them are getting close to where the car is parked.

"What did you expect? Our dad wears a kilt only and our mom is the only one who can work, like did you expect the stereotypical white family? Sorry to disappoint!" He laughs and smacks his older sibling on their back.

"...Shut up loser," Esme glares playfully and clicks the unlock button for their car. "As punishment, you have to put the groceries in the trunk of the car."

"Awww," he whines, "I didn't want to go shopping in the first place. I only agreed cause I want your car."

"Heh," Esme smirks and opens the driver's door, "Be jealous that I, the person who cares the least about cars got a Tesla before you and dad."

"Shut up," he grumbles and opens the trunk, "Dad won't stop yapping about us getting him one now. You know how much he has a man-crush on Elon, you could have at least warned me!"

"Haha, suck it loser. I managed to make enough money and I won the lottery so I get to be the envy of the family. Plus I don't have to spend money on anyone but myself so ha!" Esme smiles as they turn on the AC putting it on 72 degrees Fahrenheit.

"Yeah yeah, you say that like you didn't pay off all of the family's debt with your absurd luck. Honestly, you manage to not only win the lottery but manage to find all of your stuff with great luck. It's like a god or something loves you." He sighs as he makes his way to the bags that Esme placed near the front.

"Shut up, I ain't no softy. Phhft, but yeah sure. It is a weird choice cause like honestly, they picked a bad person. I ain't a believer in God or anything religious but I do believe that there is some sort of higher power. Whether is some sort of weird alien's like dad thinks or maybe we are in some sort of simulation who the fuck cares. I say Yolo McSwaggin it." They joke and shake their head, "Either way I just want to get back to my house. We still on for watching Children of the Sea later or maybe we could watch A Whisker Away. Or we could do a Ghibli night?"

"You know I don't feel like watching something that you claimed made you question the universe. How about we watch Ghibli, you know I've never watched one of their movies," He sighs and slams the truck closed.

"I know you fake fan. How dare you watch anime and never watch one Ghibli movie," Esme playfully glares, "Either way, I've got the candy and chips. Let's do this!" They start up the car and Esme pulls up the directions home.

"Weirdo," the smirk could be heard in his voice, "You're so bad with directions and yet so good at getting where you're going. If you get instructions you have no clue what you're doing yet somehow you end up there anyways. Plus you're also weird cause you hate the smell of popcorn. What kind of carb-loving person are you?"

"Shut up," Esme snaps, "You know that the smell makes me barf. It also makes me light-headed and sick."

"Whatever nerd," He complains, "I'm going in first. Gotta do the usual grocery duties." Not waiting for a response he makes his way and unlocks the door to the two-story home.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. I'm-" Their voice cuts out as they look down at their chest. A blade sticks out from between their chest. Warm blood soaks their white shirt with cats on it. Yes even while dying they focus on the cat shirt.

Knowing better than to remove it Esme slowly turns their body making sure to not jolt and make the wound worse. "You..." Esme glares for real and their voice deepens, "I thought I would never see you again bitch."

A smirking blonde-haired hazel eye girl smirks, "Shut up freak. I'm doing the world a favor by removing the filth. Die, slut!" Kayla takes out the knife and glaring she stabs and Esme's screams echos.

"Heh-guh," Esme glares not allowing themselves to look weak even with blood coming out, clearly their lungs were punctured. "Pffha," Spitting out the blood they stare, "Hahaha, revenge is a bitch."

"Huh?" Esme smirks as they watch bullets enter Kayla's thing drug affected body, "You don't think you're the only one with a weapon, do you?"

Her brother glares with the gun still raised to Kayla, he slowly makes his way over watching the two crumpled on the ground. "E-Esme...You're going to die aren't you..." His voice heartbroken as he watches his sibling slowly bleed on the concrete driveway.

"Hehgh-ga-pha," once again spitting blood Esme smirks, "Yeah...Love you, Love you all. Thanks," They stick out their arms for a hug, "Thanks for caring for me, for loving me." Esme watches as tears fall from the tired green eyes and hiccups come from the mouth of their brother. Smiling they poke their brother in the arm wishing they were at least standing tall enough so they could poke their brother in the head, "You make your own happiness. Smile, right? Smile Ion, smile..."

"Ye-yeah," He chokes out trying to not scream and cry his heart out yet, "Y-You make your own happiness. Have a safe journey...goodnight Esme..."

His tears now a steady stream and he no longer can hold back, "Aaaaaahhh! Ggggggggggrahhhhhhpf! Fuck! Fuck! Why!"

Esme smiles for him holding back as much as he could. They watch as the world around them fades into black and they relax into the cold warmth of death.

(sorry for this not being a new update, still working on the next chapter! thank you for letting me know how weird this chapter was, it was like 3 in the morning when I wrote this)