The girl I’ve watched grow into the most beautiful creature in the world isn’t actually my sister. What do I do with information like that? I’ve been working for years to convince myself to look elsewhere, because she was my sister, because that was weird and wrong, but now she’s not my sister. When I saw what Mark had done to her, I was so pissed I could have killed him! I mean, I really could have, and I wouldn’t have felt the least bit sorry about it. You do not hurt my Arianna. She seems to actually be starting to do better though. She’s eating at least, that drawn look to her is gone. I don’t see as much terror in her eyes every time a door closes…
Every once in a while, I catch her looking at me as more than her little brother, she sees me as a guy. But then it’s like her defenses take over and she shuts it down. Don’t they call those “mixed signals” or something? I can’t stop thinking about her, all the time I’m always thinking about her. She keeps trying to get me to go off and hang out with my friends, or make new ones now that we’ve moved, but why would I want to spend my time with someone that isn’t her when she is everything? She is perfect! Nobody understands me like she does; nobody makes me feel the way she does… Part of her still sees her little brother when she looks at me, but I think she’s getting over that. I hope she’s getting over that…