The more he did this, the less patience she had for the nonsense. The fantasy of it all. This was not a book, or a painting, or whatever. This was her life he was ruining. The little freak that just couldn't help himself.

Being pushed caused a gasp, as she gripped the counter quickly. Teeth grinding, she had a hard time trying not to listen as he went on and on.

There were a billion things she wanted to yell, shout, scream at him. But what was the worst part was hearing the little gasp from the doorway. Turning her head quick enough that it hurt, her eyes widened as she watched the tears quickly forming in Valeria's eyes and falling even quicker.

Before she could speak, Valeria was running off quickly. Turning back to her brother, she was sneering like she had seen the most disgusting thing on earth. "You're an evil, wicked little boy who I hate! Never ever talk to me or Val again!" She shouted before grabbing two pies and running off to comfort her beloved twin.