Young Sheldon Brother Novels & Stories

The man with brown hair that carried grey streaks rose to his full, intimidating height, "who's he, Josh?" Josh, for a moment had no answer. There was anger still in the hardness of his stare, but there was also confusion and sudden exhaustion that was more mental, than physical. He drew a breath, "my brother." "You never told me of any brother." He turned to Vanessa, "are you aware he has a brother?" "Yes, dad. But only recently. However, Kylian isn't seen as part of the family." Irritated by the way they casually tried to diminish his presence, I rose, the words pouring out before I could control myself, "the same way you guys didn't see me as part of the family?"

“I wouldn’t expect him to leave work just to come get me.” Stacy scoffed. “That man is unbelievable. What kind of brother doesn’t even check on his sister? All he does is send random gifts like that makes up for everything.” I laughed softly, trying to act normal. “He’s always been like that,” I said. “You know how busy he is.” “Girl, I know he’s running the country’s top company and all that,” she said, “but that’s not an excuse.” I could already imagine her rolling her eyes.

Kael did not answer, only staring at the contents of Shelyn’s shopping basket. “For that baby again,” he said softly. Shelyn immediately pulled her basket away. “Don’t start.” “Who is he really?” Kael asked seriously. “I want to know the truth.” Shelyn let out a long breath. “I already told you, he’s my younger brother.” Kael narrowed his eyes. “I’m not stupid.” “And I have no obligation to explain anything to you.” “His face…” Kael paused for a moment. “He looks like someone.”

He exclaimed. “Shut up nerd!” Dan replied. “Actually, I have one.” Shino butted in; he was the youngest who was only 12 years old and currently on 6th grade of elementary. His brothers looked bombshell after hearing it from their little brother. “Y-your kidding me Shin? Right?” June asked with doubts in his eyes. “No. Of course I’m not.” He showed their pictures on the phone, a girl who looked older that him, kissing him on the lips.

Sheldon's name was freshly tattooed there. She grinned smugly. "Cassandra, you look like such a loser right now. Sheldon's mine. Don't even dream of taking him. I'm sticking with him for life. He even tattooed my name on his wrist. We are meant for each other." I kept my head bowed, refusing to give her the satisfaction of a reaction. Sheldon was from a blended family. His stepfather, William Foster, had promised that if Sheldon didn't get into college this year, he wouldn't fund a repeat year. He would have to start working in a factory.

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

She was startled by the sudden hard pull and forced her wrist out of his grip. "What is this about?" She asked in annoyance. " Your friend, she's a freshman" Collin said in a loud, furious voice. His eyes glared in a bit if shock. "So?" Yasmin asked, falling back to the sofa and picked a cigarette to light. Collin chuckled in disbelief. "She's eighteen! How could you not tell me?" He fired. "What difference would that make? You just need to do the job well" she said nonchalantly. "That's too young for me to mess with. I thought you were friends" he stated.

Nothing more, nothing less … right? With the same nervousness, she pressed the doorbell which resonated throughout the apartment and she could hear footsteps approaching her. She held a tight, shy smile, waiting to come face to face with Troy. Although, that’s not what exactly happened. Opened the door to a guy she didn’t recognise. But she immediately identified him as Troy’s brother. The similarity was visible. She remembered Troy talking about growing up with an annoying sibling, although, she never got to know if it were a brother or a sister, older or younger. ‘’You must be Troy’s—‘’

Then, a huge, toothy grin spread across his face, and he let out a laugh that echoed off the high ceilings. "You’re kidding me!" he shouted, stepping forward and pulling me into a massive hug. He spun me around, and for a moment, we were just kids again, playing in the woods before the world got complicated. "A pup? I’m going to be an uncle?" "Careful, Rowan," Killian warned, though there was a hint of a smile on his face. "She’s delicate." Rowan set me down, laughing even harder. "Delicate? This is Lyra we’re talking about. She’s probably already teaching the kid how to throw a knife in there."

"I told you I’m helping with the family business. My parents are retiring soon. I have a younger sister and she has no interest in working in the company and I’m the only son. Someone has to take responsibility." "Hmm…..your sister must be a tough one," I said smiling. "No….on the contrary. She's very cool. Although she can be a lot, she's loving. She's always in my business" He laughed, pulling out his phone."You’d probably like her." He turned the screen toward me. “This is her.” I glanced at the phone. And my world stopped, I froze. My fork slipped from my fingers and fell onto the plate.