"He's not well!" I heard him tell Father. "Why is it so wrong to leave him here?"

'Cause I'm your brother, I thought to myself. But it didn't matter. Nothing mattered. Ever since he could prove his word more credible than mine, he's done nothing but slander my name and make them think I belong in a world only the disturbed belong. 

"So we've arranged for you to be here for as long as you need. I hope that's alright." The way he said those words, the way he came in here with that smug look on his perfect, refined face, the way he... acts as though he ever cared, but he never has. Not once and it hurts. And after all I've done for him? The secrets I kept, the times I saved his ass from himself, all I've done meant nothing at all. 

I sat there and turned away as A.J awaited my response. He knew I'd love nothing more than to curse him to Hell for what he did to me, except I wouldn't do that. He was a monster, but I wasn't. While my soul was simply lost, his was pure stone. Just like his eyes and how they never glimmer. Yet I'm one people deemed unwell. 

"It's fine." Those words barely left my mouth as I stood up and followed after the doctors for what would be the rest of my life. My world which was once full of color, now became black and white. It was only a matter of time before even that faded away.