-May's Point of View-

You would never think that I loved and hated seeing the fact that my brother was happy all at the same time. I actually never thought I'd see the day that I thought that, but here I am right now, sitting alone in this new apartment in England, my eyes filled with tears over the thought of how Jack clings to Alex.

I can't see how Alex had gotten back with my brother after he had disappeared, but he did just that... All after kissing me.

Truth be told, I enjoyed the kiss. I was glad to get it. I was so alone and Alex was to. We both needed someone so we had went to the person that we were the closest with. I had fallen head over heels for Alex, but here I am now, alone as he makes googly eyes at Jack.

I didn't want to go with them because I knew that at Alex's parents' house there was going to be the entire 'meet the parents and learn his life story' ordeal. I had been through it once or twice with my relationships that were actually stable for a while.

I pulled the clothes that were sitting in the bottom of the suitcase and put them in the dresser in my room. The apartment was already furnished, but we all had to unpack everything that we brought over here from Baltimore. I thought I might as well do that since I'm going to be sitting here alone for God knows how long.

When I got to the middle of the box, I noticed a photograph there of me and Alex. I remember the day that it was taken. It was interesting how it had happened.

It was a nice and sunny day. Alex was sitting there with his guitar, me right next to him as he practiced the chords to a song that he had written the night before. It was a beautiful song and I loved to hear him play.

We were just minding our own business when someone approached with a pretty expensive camera in his hand and a sheepish smile on his face.

"Would you two mind me taking a picture? It's for a class that I'm taking at the college. I'll send you a print out of the picture if you'd like it... I just really need to get a few more pictures," the guy stuttered slightly as he spoke. I could tell that he was nervous about talking to us, given the fact that we were total strangers.

"I don't mind it. Do you, May?" Alex asked, staring at me with his honey brown eyes.

"Not at all," I said, glancing back at the college kid.

"Awesome," he said and Alex sat his guitar down in it's case before moving closer to me and wrapping an arm around my waist. My face lit up in a small blush, but it wasn't enough for either guy to notice.

Alex and I both smiled and after the picture was taken I gave the guy my address so the picture could be sent there so that I could have a copy of it. It was lovely picture for an amateur to be taking it.

I'm sure Alex had forgotten about it by now. It was sitting on my dresser at home with all of the other picture that I had done over the years. Most of them were of my family when we were all actually faking our smiles just to look nice for the outside world. I was surprised at just how blind everyone else could be about us.

I'm just happy that Jack and I could finally get away from there without our parents dragging us around.

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I was dreaming peacefully when I heard something thump into the wall outside my room. My eyes shot open at an instant and I glanced over at the clock to only see that it was a couple of hours after midnight. I had no idea if Alex and Jack were home yet, but given the fact that there were people giggling like idiots, I was guessing so.

"May's sleeping, idiot," I heard Jack hiss and I rolled my eyes.

I was sleeping until they woke me up with being loud.

More giggles split through the air and I pulled my pillow over my head to block out the noise of their laughter. Their happiness was killing me. I'm stuck being the third wheel since I live in the house. I'm going to be the one stuck watching them be all kissy faced at the each other.
The thought killed me a little on the inside and I pulled the pillow away from my head only to noticed that the night air was silent again. There were muffled voices coming from the room next to mine, but I knew it was them talking.

I rolled over to the opposite side of my queen sized bed and curled up in a tight ball before feeling tears prick my eyes.

I was so alone. I hated this.

Who would have ever though that I would be one of the people who resented my brother's happiness and wanted his lover for my own?

Notes

Hehe, big things planned, loves. Big things.
Title credit: 11:11 - In This Moment
EmptySighsAndWine