"Brother"
"I love you", to me those words were meaningless. Until I heard him say it in his death bed. He was my step-brother, of course I didn't take those words seriously. I always quarrel with him, but he protects me from my bullies. When I was 18, he would often scare my suitors away. Asking them if they could protect me, in the end, I never end up having a boyfriend. Just recently, he forced his self to me that's why I ended up stabbing him. Before he could get any further. That's when I realized that everytime he says those words, he actually meant it as a lover, but I love him as a brother.