Brother

Her world had turned white, the dark light shining from above. Orei picked herself up and walked around amongst all the drawings. Dragging her feet across them, stomping on them without care.

She had finally found a secluded place, an area with no drawings and sat down. Still with the black light tracing her.

Orei placed her finger onto one of her vampire teeth and pressed down as hard as possible. Blood flowed out like a pristine river, the only river with colour in this world. The crimson red dripped from her finger onto a piece of paper and she started to draw.

Today it was what she had seen when she was awake. Her brother in the bathroom. Squeezing her finger so hard made her finger red and overflowing with pain.

Pushing on, she continued to scribble away on the canvas, painting the images she witnessed in the reflection earlier.

The drawing made her body feel uneasy, she wanted to rip into millions of pieces but couldn't. As she finished up the final details, the rope and shadows. Her drawing had finalized and a light shone from her side.

It was a brown door exactly the same one as her bedroom door. She stood up, dropping the drawing that flew into the pile of thousands of other paintings.

With no hesitation, she unlocked the door and turned the knob. A light swallowed her body as she entered the door and vanished.

The door immediately closed behind her after she had gone in.

Oreiha opened her eyes and saw the all-familiar ceiling with a fan she had always had. She was back in her room. It was clean, all her sheets were folded neatly and there was an extra bed beside hers. White flowers were placed on the windowsill and someone had placed a cup of milk next to her bed on the nightstand.

She climbed out of bed and as usual walked downstairs. The smell of cooked bacon and eggs came from the kitchen. The kitchen fan was on full blast and someone was humming that Avicii song.

Peering her head into the kitchen she saw her brother standing there in the kitchen cooking food. He turned around with a plate of cooked bacon and looked at her.

"Food is done! Come eat Oreiha!" He said with a gentle smile.

Oreiha cheerily skipped towards her brother, he took a closer look at her and adjusted the ribbon on her head.

"Jeez... you are so unorganised," he said while fixing up her accessories.

Oreiha's smile had never been so wide and big she wanted to have this forever.

"There ya go."

Her brother finished adjusting her hair and gave her a comfortable pat on the head before tapping on the chair signaling for her to eat.

She happily obliged and started to eat the delicious food her brother made.

"Maro?"

"Hm?"

Her brother pulled out the chair next to hers and sat down beside her.

"What's up?"

"Did you put mayo on the eggs again... blehh... YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE MAYO!"

"You can't be picky forever you know."

Oreiha pouted at her brother with both her arms crossed. Her brother seeing her cuteness couldn't resist but scrape off the mayo on top of her food and eat it himself.

"Ewww... how can you just eat it like that?"

"Can't be picky forever," he said teasing her before standing up, to give her yet another pat on her head.

Maro started to wash the dishes and by the time Oreiha finished up all of her food, Maro was sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Hey! I heard Jecca is coming over."

"Really?" Oreiha said excitedly.

On the television, Maro was watching some sort of cooking show about steak. He was watching intently, writing small notes on the table.

Wanting to distract him, Oreiha put herself in front of the television with her arms wide open.

"Hey... I can't miss this..."

"Make me move," Oreiha said giggling.

Maro gave out a sigh of defeat and hugged her and let her sit on his lap and cuddle up against his warm body.

With Oreiha up against him, he continued to scrutinise the recipe and techniques on the show. Suddenly as he was noting down an important detail our front door slammed open.

"JECCA HAS ARRIVED!"

Jecca gave a triumphant smile more victorious than a Greek hero before slowly marching in with robotic steps. Her cute bob cut hung near her cheek, her hair was all black and short just like a little kid.

"Heyyy! Why are you on Maro like that?"

Jecca angrily pointed at Oreiha and told her to get off him.

"Nuh-uh."

"Yuh uh."

She jumped onto the couch and started to slide in next to Oreiha, trying to take up some space on his lap as well.

"Hey! I was here first!"

"Hmph."

Maro sighed before patting both of them on their heads. Jecca calmed down and started to melt into his warm touch whilst Oreiha sat there pouting at him for letting her get in the way.

Another guy came running into their house. A guy around the same age as Maro.

"I'm so sorry about that dude..."

He tried to catch his breath while panting on their doorstep.

"Don't sweat it Gel."

Maro and Gel have been best friends since childhood and go to the same school together.

Gel walked over towards their couch and scooped up Jecca into his arms.

"You can't bother him like that you know?"

"But I like him!" Jecca started to hit Gel's chest over and over with her small hands. Finally having enough of her tantrum he let her go and she immediately ran up to Maro and nuzzled up against him again like a domestic house cat.

"Sometimes I wonder if she loves you more than me man..."

Jecca turned around and stuck out her tongue towards her brother before turning towards Maro.

Gel stood there despondent and silent watching his sister love someone more than him. With a low head, he walked over to the couch next to the one Maro was sitting on. He sat down with a slumped back and a half-dead depressed face.

"Don't have that expression, you will get wrinkles."

Maro still being smothered by Oreiha and Jecca dragged himself out of the mess and walked into the kitchen to grab some tea and cookies and placed them on the table in front of Gel.

"Cheer up!"