31.

Xander

I have a little sister. I look over at her, she's sitting with my mother, and they seem to be laughing about something. They both shared the same laugh and smile. They were beautiful.

We were sitting around the dinner table, having lunch that our mother's so wonderfully prepared. Damien and Charles were whispering, and Nikki's mother and Nikki were talking. That loneliness started to creep in.

No, Xander, I scold myself, you are surrounded by people that love you, and they are just being normal.

They don't like you; you should have died; he hears his father say.

I shake the thoughts out of his head. He wasn't going to let his insecurities ruin his life anymore.

I feel a hand on his arm, he turns his head and Charles and Damien have a worried look on their faces.

"Are you okay, bud?" Damien asks.

I nod, "Yeah, it's probably the meds."

Charles sighs, "If you aren't feeling okay, tell us, okay?"

"Thank you, Charles."

Lunch wraps up and my mother and sister and I are give