Fixing broken relationships

Chapter 10

There is a knock on the door and Rebecca curses out loud. “Who the fuck is that?” she yelled.

“It is me, your brother,” that voice which she had grown to hate answered from the outside.

Rebecca groaned and stood up from the bed, she was about to binge watch a movie and she knew Triple J wouldn’t go away unless she heard what he came to say. She stood up and walked to the door, hesitated a bit before opening it.

He was standing out there in his pajamas which she almost chuckled about; well, he never wore Pajamas, he said it was immature to have a uniform for night sleep, and that real men slept in lower underwear. Whatever was going on with him these days, she doesn’t give a fuck about it.

“Make it snappy, I haven’t got all day, man,” she grumbled while still holding on to the door, ready to bash it to his face if he was here to waste her time.

“Well, I just came to know, why do you hate me so much?” he asked calmly.

The grimace on Rebecca’s face disappeared, she wasn’t expe