~Anna's POV~

I took a final mouthful of my ice cream before throwing away the plastic box and washing my hands. Even though I didn't like sweet things much, I ate them when I was excessively sad.

Today's happenings, being reminded of Marcus again and the disappointment that I can't go to the festival, it all was overwhelming me. I took the long way home on purpose to try and calm myself but that didn't work. I kept thinking about it too much.

"Sis you ok?" Eric asked, concern flashing in his eyes.

"Yeah..." I answered, my mind elsewhere.

"You sure? You look pale."

"I am fine really." It always happens that I say I am fine and the next moment I am having a hard time breathing. I clutched at my heart and fisted my other hand in attempts to minimize the pain.

"Sis breathe!" I mentally rolled my eyes at Eric's suggestion. No shit brother.

I tried breathing deeply and exhaling just as much, it worked to some extent but then I started coughing. Coughing didn't scare me much as the blood in it did. I didn't like seeing blood as my past was filled with it. So I just closed my eyes, wishing the image of it would go away.

Minutes later, I could breathe easily again went to my room where I had planned on resting and calming myself down but the moment Timothy got back, he and Eric knocked on the door nd entered my room upon permission.

"You ok?" I nodded to Tim's question, out of energy to speak. "You know you should try cardiovascular exercises."

"Yeah maybe I will." I answered nonchalantly.

"And why don't you try remaining calm, not think of things that can cause an attack?" I knew that he only meant it for the better, but it ticked me off that he was saying it like I don't try to better my condition.

"You think I do it on purpose?" I asked bitterly.

"I know you don't but why don't you just try?"

"I do try!" Now he got me angry.

"Why don't I see it working then?" The situation was getting heated and it was time for my brothers to get a dose of sisterly yelling.

"Because I have some bloody fucking memories to dwell to!" I yelled getting up from the bed.

"We can understand what you must be going through-" Tim started but I cut him off.

"Understand?! You can never understand what I'm going through! You never will because when you love someone very much and lose them because of your own fault you are left with nothing but guilt and pain! Dad died because of me! Mom died because of me! You can never understand that pain! You weren't as close to her as I were! You both constantly fought! Emily was pushed violently on the road because I was being loyal and didn't think straight! Let's not forget Marcus! I loved him so much and my love killed him! He died because of me too! Have you loved someone and gotten them torn apart from you! No you haven't! So how can you understand my pain! My guilt! My sadness! I'm lost in my path now! And now I yelled at Itachi because I was frustrated about not going to this summer's festival and he is probably feeling guilty now because he yelled back and I was still recovering! How can you possibly understand that!!?!?! You can never understand! So just leave me alone!" I yelled.

Both Tim and Eric gave me a disbelieved look and hung their heads speechless and defeated and left the room. This will teach them a lesson or two.

I suddenly felt tired and my legs gave out and I was about to fall but I grabbed the bed post, breathing heavily, supporting myself and sliding down on the floor lightly.

I felt like crying but there was no way I would. The door opened again and Max entered, eyeing me for any signs of danger but when he found none, he came and sat beside me on the floor.

" Wow sis. I haven't heard you yell so much." Max said trying to lighten the mood. I smiled not being able to remain mad around him.

" They asked for it."

"They are both idiots. So you're fighting with Itachi-nii?"

"I regret that really. I feel bad about yelling at him for no real reason."

"Well not if I can fix it." Max said slyly.

"Please don't do anything."I pleaded as I knew he was gonna do something horrible like prank-call Itachi by my voice.

" Don't worry you'll thank me later." He grinned and left the room. I watched him leave, praying whatever he would do will turn out good then got up and changed into my long shirt and boxers, going to sleep that welcomed me like a grandma but with nightmares for cookies with raisins. D:

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