Adrian's POV:
"Don't even try to think about telling him or I'll kill you" I threatened her.
"You already killed me" she cried, sadly.
"Are you happy now? How delightful you are now to see me like that?" I asked her.
"I fucking hate you, Jessica. You shouldn't be here now, this is my family not yours. You do have no place here, get out of here. I don't want to see you ever again" I said in a moment of weakness, but I didn't fucking mean it.
"You know what? you look at me and see an unremarkable girl who's not worthy of your brother's love. And it's okay, I'm not his blood after all. But I look at you and see a deceiver and a killer who's not worthy of his brother's love. Your own blood" she hit me with the harsh truth and I slapped her hard. Because I wasn't fucking ready to hear my shitty truth.
I never meant any of the threats I said to her, that was me but I never actually meant literally what I warned her of.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!