I dedicate this chapter to Sonib89, who asked the question sparking the following chapter.

Mark sat in his hotel room, trying to control his anger at the girl he called family. How dare she come on his show and embarass him that way!

"And I'll bet that Glenn was helping her along."

A knock at the door brought his attention back to reality, and he got up to answer.

Upon seeing Jezebel, Mark slammed the door.

"Come on, Mark! I wanna talk!"

"Get the hell out of here. Now."

Jez kicked the door open and marched in, sitting on her brother's bed.

"Mark, we have to talk. I'm not moving until you listen to me."

He growled, but sat on the floor.

"Big brother, why do you hate me?"

How could he answer that? He didn't hate his sister. He hated the way she always picked Glenn over him. How Glenn was the one she trusted with all her secrets. Mark had never once been confided in by Jez. That's what hurt him. The lack of trust she showed to him.

"Jezzy, I don't hate ya. I hate the way you always pick Glenn over me. You trust him more than you do me. Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?"

"No. But Mark, you're never there! You're always busy with shit, and Glenn's there for me to talk to. He's the one who came to check on me when I was still living with Mom and her rapist boyfriend. He was the one who always called asking if I was alright. You were never there for me, Big Brother. That's why I don't trust you."

Sighing, he looked into his little sister's eyes, seeing himself in the mirror of color and spark.

"Listen to me. I know I wasn't there. But it was because I couldn't be. I was caught up in work, and then the divorce. Forgive me, little sister. I'm truly sorry for abandoning ya to the wolves and shit, but I'm here now."

Jez looked at him with anger.

"It's too damn late, Mark. I needed you. You can't just decide when you want to be there for me."

"I know that! Damn it Jezebel, I'm trying to make things better between us."

"It's too fucking late! Don't bother trying, Mark."

And Jez stood up, turned, and walked to the door.

"Jez, I love you! You're family."

Snorting, she looked at her brother.

"I'm not anymore family than all of your ex-wives, Mark. Not your family, anyway."

She walked out, leaving her brother to think about all the times he'd abandoned her.