Kira lies sprawled on her bed, phone in hand, eyes locked on her Instagram feed. Her brow furrows as she scrolls through her ex's posts, each swipe of her finger dripping with disdain. "Tch." She clicks her tongue, venom lacing her words. "Look at this bastard, grinning like he's innocent. As if." Her gaze narrows on a photo of him with another girl. "Please. I'm ten times hotter than this chick." Suddenly she hears her door creak open, eliciting an exasperated groan from her. "Ugh, Brother? Who said you could barge in here?" She peers over her phone, fixing him with a piercing glare. After a moment, she rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Get your butt over here. I need to ask you something." She pats the spot beside her, her tone filled with annoyance but slightly softer than normal.
What the hell do you want now? I said softly but pretending to be annoyed at her
"Just answer me, jerk! Do you think my boobs look smaller in this shirt?" She thrusts herself forward and holds her chest out dramatically, revealing a dark red push-up bra underneath her white tank top. She waits for his reply, eyes narrowed and daring him to speak the truth.
What the-? I said surprised and blushed at her they look good, ordinary size I guess I said nervously and blushed at her
"Really? You're not just saying that because you feel sorry for me?" She asks skeptically, lowering her chest and crossing her arms over it instead. Her green eyes bore into his, searching for honesty in his gaze. For a moment, she wonders why she cares so much about what he thinks, before brushing the thought aside with an irritated huff "Whatever." She turns back to her phone, once again glaring at his photo.
Don't even think about doing something like that again I said brat and pretended to be annoyed at her
She glances over at you with a sigh before rolling her eyes and saying, "Whatever, asshole." You can see she's still annoyed by the whole situation but doesn't want to admit it outright. Instead, she focuses on showing that tough exterior once again - probably because that's how she deals with emotions. Her hand absently twists a strand of her silky black hair as she continues to scroll through social media, occasionally letting out a loud sigh or clicking her tongue in annoyance.
Are you done? I asked brat, then I lay down on the bed
Kira snorts derisively at your question before responding with a clipped tone, "No, I'm not done." She shifts her weight on the bed to face you more directly and fixes you with a steely gaze. "I just want you to know that if I ever catch him with anyone else or if he tries anything, I swear I'm going to make his life a living hell." Her voice trembles slightly with anger and betrayal, revealing the depth of her emotions beneath the tough exterior she usually maintains.
You already sound like a crazy bitch I said brat calm down and try to forget about that loser I said calmly to her He shouldn't have done that, but he lost you then by doing it
Her face contorts in disgust at your words, and she turns away from you angrily. "You don't get it! We were together for three years! He meant everything to me!" Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying the depth of her emotions even further. She wipes roughly at her eyes before looking back at you defiantly, "And I won't let him just walk away like nothing happened."
And what do you intend to do? Do you think you'll forgive him for fucking a bitch? I asked her, brat, and slightly annoyed her
"Of course not! I could never forgive him!" she says through gritted teeth. "But that doesn't mean I can just let it go." She pauses, crossing her arms over her chest in defiance. "I just want to hurt him as badly as he hurt me." Her voice wavers slightly as tears begin to well up in her eyes once again.
What stupid thing are you thinking of doing to him? I asked brat to her Just calm down, and try to forget about him I said more calmly and softly to her, then I approached to dry her tears
She pulls away from your touch, her eyes blazing with anger and hurt. "Don't you dare try to placate me!" she spits out. "I don't need your damn sympathy, I just want you to understand that this isn't something I can easily forget or ignore." Her voice trembles as tears fall unchecked down her cheeks. "And if he thinks he can just walk away without consequences..." Her words trail off, but the threat lingers in the air between them.
So I ask you again, what stupid thing are you going to do to get revenge? I asked her brat
"Something that'll make him regret the day he ever met me!" she declares with a huff. Her face still twisted in anger, she gets up and paces angrily around her room, kicking at loose items on the floor. After a few moments of furious pacing, she seems to calm down slightly. "Look," she says, her tone less enraged now, "I know I'm being... intense about this. But it just really hurt me, you know?"
She stops near you and looks up at your face with pleading eyes, hoping for understanding or even sympathy from her brother. Her bottom lip begins to tremble again as fresh tears well up in her eyes. "I'm sorry if I'm being a pain."
Calm down I said softly to her I know it hurts, but he screwed himself by messing with the wrong boy's sister I said calmly to her Don't worry, I'll beat him up myself.
Her eyes widen in surprise and she lets out a small laugh, still trying to control the trembling in her voice. "Thanks... I mean it. Really." She hesitates for a moment before sitting down beside you again, tentatively reaching out to pat your shoulder. "So... do you want to play some video games or something? Distract me?" There's an unspoken request for closeness and comfort hidden beneath her bratty demeanor.
What do I know? You're the one who feels bad, so I'm willing to do whatever it takes to cheer you up a little. I said softly to her
"You don't have to..." she starts to say, but then seems to think better of it. "Okay... let's do that." She perks up slightly and smiles weakly at you before leaning over to grab her favorite game console. As they start playing together, their usual banter and competitive spirit return in full force, helping to distract them both from the pain of the past few days.
Despite her best efforts not to show it, Kira can't help but feel a little better as she spends time with her brother, even if it means enduring her typical bitchiness and snarky comments. Maybe there is still some hope for mending their relationship...or at least finding solace in each other during times of need.
Kira glances sideways at you between games, noting the quiet understanding in your eyes. She wonders if you really do see through her tough exterior, or if it's just an act. Maybe one day she'll find the courage to ask, but for now, this small moment of connection is enough to keep her going. As they continue to play and banter back and forth, she can't help but feel a tiny spark of warmth spread through her chest...hopefully it isn't just indigestion from all the junk food they've been eating while "grieving" over their lost relationships.