Chapter 2 Siblings

• Abigail's POV
• It's been three days, and Derick and I rarely see each other, we mostly meet on three occasions and that is during breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and I like that way. Here I am making lunch for the both of us. Mom said we should put our differences aside since we are now siblings but it's hard to do that when he is constantly getting on my nerves.
• "Ouch!"
• "What is wrong?" I heard Derick's voice, when did he get here?
• "The knife, it...." Before I could finish my statement, he had already wrapped his hand around my wounded finger and pulled me to the sink. He carefully washed the wound, took the first aid kit Mum always left in the kitchen, and dressed my wound.
• "Why are you always clumsy?" He asked.
• "Why are you being nice to me? As far as I know, you hate me." I searched his eyes looking for answers but found none, he is good at concealing his emotions.
• "Be careful next time not to cut your finger, you are such a pain in the ass." He frowned at me.
• "Why am I being reprimanded? I was only trying to make lunch for us, I mean you should be grateful for that because you and I know that you don't deserve any kindness from me." I pulled my hand from his and stood up,
• "You can continue with the cooking, I'm going to Ruth's." I ran to my room. Ruth is my best friend and she is someone I can share everything with. I quickly took a bath and changed into something simple, a mini skirt and a body-hugging top.
• "Where are you going to dress like that? That skirt is too short, go and change." Derick sounded stern.
• "What is your deal, Derick? Why are you trying to butt in in everything I do? Who are you to tell me what to wear? You are not my father, you can't control me." I'm sick and tired of his behavior, he is acting like some kind of jealous boyfriend or something.
• "I am in charge and I say you should go and change."
• "And if I don't? What are you going to do? Ground me?" I laughed and left. I took a taxi to Ruth's.
• "You look frustrated," Ruth said when she saw me.
• "Well yeah, I am." I plumped down on her sofa.
• "What is wrong? Derick again?" Ruth asked.
• "Yes, he keeps butting into everything I do, he acts like my dad. Can you imagine he told me to go change? Like wtf?" I am so frustrated I feel like pulling my hair.
• "You know Abby, if I didn't know better I'd say he likes you."
• I looked at Ruth as if she was running mad or something, "first of all, eww. How can you say that? Derick can never have feelings for me. Have you forgotten how it was back then? And now he is my brother, I'd be so weird. Thinking of it right now gives me the creeps." I shuttered just at the thought of it.
• "I am just saying but I know it's not possible. Let's forget about it, how was the wedding? I'm sorry I missed it." She pouted.
• "The wedding was okay, mom looked really happy and I'm happy for her. Uncle Samuel is a good man and I know he'll take good care of Mom. I understand that you couldn't make it, your boss is such a dickhead."
• "Speaking of my boss, there's an opening in the company where I work, you should apply, we get to work together if you do. Please best, come and apply, I need you there, work is no fun without you by my side."
• "I am willing to do anything as long as it keeps me away from Derick so sure, I'll pass the company on Monday to drop my application."
• Ruth squeaked, she kissed my cheeks and hugged me. I spent the entire day at Ruth's, it was fun. By the time I got him, it was already time for dinner, Derick was sitting in the living room watching TV.
• "Abby, can we talk?" His voice was strangely soft, it felt like a trap.
• "What do you want?"
• "Look, I know I've been a thorn in your flesh but can we put that aside? We are siblings now and we shouldn't fight, instead of fighting we should look out for each other."
• I don't know if I heard him correctly, is he asking for a truce? "I don't understand," I voiced out.
• "I'm saying that we should act like siblings and not like enemies. Let me be your big brother. Our parents are married, we can't go around fighting each other, what will people say? He asked.
• "Let me think about it."
• Should I forgive him? Is he being sincere or is this some sort of trick? These questions were ringing in my head nonstop. "Have you had dinner?" I asked him, I don't know why I asked him, it's not like I care about him.
• He smiled and said, "I have." He looks handsome when he smiles but I can't tell him that, he might get the wrong idea. "Okay then, good night."
• While going up to my room, I was thinking about what he said. Should I forgive him? It'd make Mom happy if she heard that we are no longer mutual enemies. I decided to let go, for my mom's sake because she deserves to be happy.
• I finally entered my room, I pulled out my phone and texted him 'I'm only forgiving you because I want my mom to be happy. She won't be happy if we two continue to fight all the time."
• I threw my phone aside and jumped on my bed, it was calling my name and I couldn't resist its calls. Sleep came as fast as lightning.
• Derick's POV
• My heart jumped for joy when I saw her message. I don't know where I gathered the courage to talk to her nicely but I am happy I did. I've been meaning to end the feud for a long time now but I just didn't know how.
• Earlier when she w
• ent out with that short skirt, I felt so angry and hurt, I was scared that someone might just take her away from me.