Your name doesn't define you, your deeds do. Sometimes your efforts don't get paid at the right time and when it does you forget to claim it. Cursing the person you loved is heartbreaking but it destroys the person when their curses become reality.

I shivered as I thought about the number of times my mind involuntarily cursed Sid. I didn't want to watch my curses destroying Sid. I didn't want him to suffer from Karma as I did. In my selfishness and ego, I destroyed my brother. I could have insisted, kept in touch or at least talked to him once a month.

But I never cared for his problems. My own blood's problem, my baby brother who always protected me. I abandoned him. And what made me guilty was his name never crossed my mind. I was truly a snobby princess who had to experience a downfall to realise that nobody stays forever except your family. I didn't stay though, I ran away from the responsibility my parents had given to me. To take care of Ronnie.

What would be the mindset of seven years old who was constantly bullied? Living like an orphan even though he had a sister. Karma played its role too soon. It punished me the way my brother suffered.

I was abandoned by the person I loved the most. That innocence away shattered my world like I destroyed Ronnie's. A seven-year-old should never experience such harsh things.

A tear dropped on his pale cheeks as I caressed his forehead. Studying his innocent features that will mature soon. His soft hands were filled with callouses and his eyes were wrinkled with large dark circles.

How can a sister be so self-centred? I acted like I never had a younger brother. He was my responsibility but I treated him like a burden. I can't blame this on anyone, this was my selfishness and heartlessness.

"I am sorry baby", I sobbed into his hands which made him stir. His eyes flew open and a big smile decorated on his face.

"Rosie, I knew you will come back for me" His sentence made my heart ache with immense guilt. I never returned in my last life, he must have hated me. I hope he had stopped waiting for my return.

"I ... am the worst sister ever" I stated hugging him to my chest. His small body was completely enveloped by my body, yet again reminding me of the torments this young baby faced because of me.

"No, you are not. I believed in you" He said his wide eyes blinking innocently as he wiped away the tears from my eyes. His fingers were callous itchy against my teen skin. We were siblings but our life was different. My brother had a stronger will, he was a warrior. Unlike me, he carried his scars proudly. Like right now he was consoling me as if I was the victim.

Victim.

The word was an irony in itself. We all think of ourselves as victims not realising the pain we give others by neglecting them. My biggest mistake was thinking of myself as the victim. I was weak in everything. I wasn't able to establish my position in his heart because of my submissive attitude. I was biased in my love, toxic. He had captured the largest portion of my heart, even taking away self-love. He had my trust, love and heart. But it was never enough.

"And you came back", He said his baby face resting on my neck as he whispered in my ear. I could sense the elation in his voice, the hope of a better future. I will make all his wishes come true, no matter what.

"Let's run away," I said picking up his notebooks from the study table and placing them in the cartoon I carried. He sat there with a gloomy look.

"What's the matter, Ronnie? Don't you want to leave?" I asked anxiously as he kept quiet.

"They will be lonely if I left" He answered softly his head bowed as he stared guiltily at his leg. I ran my eyes through the small room.

"Who will be alone Ronnie?"

"Mom and Dad", He whispered looking up his eyes forming tears as he stared at the picture on the wall. The picture was drawn neatly the people having square-shaped faces as they smiled lovingly at each other. There was a family of four. Me and Ronnie hugging each other and our parents watching us from the window of a cottage-like they did whenever we went to our farmhouse on a family picnic.

"We can't leave them here," He said with pleading eyes. I nodded and took it off from the hook making him frown.

"We can't leave them here, but we can take them with us," I said smiling as his eyes shone with appreciation.

"Rosie has a big brain. Ronnie wants one too", He complained pouting. I smiled at his tantrum, it surprises me that the little guy still had the spirit to nag.

"Everyone has a big brain, but nobody is big-hearted like you," I said ruffling his hair as he giggled nodding his head. It was true Ronnie always had a bigger heart than me. His soul was innocent unsmeared with the lecherous gazes of the wolves. And I won't let his life go to ruins once again. This time around I will right all my wrongs.

I will treasure him and keep my walls higher. He isn't a burden. He is my new motive, he will be the one who would be my only priority. He will get the love he always deserved.

Picking up his bag and cartoon we escaped. Our hands were clasped as we ran in the dewy night. For once I wasn't unwanted like I thought myself to be. My brother loved me, had faith in me like I never had for myself. He loved me more than I  ever loved Siddharth. He loved me more than I ever loved myself.

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