Tuesday, April 12, 2016

☆❤★ Teaser Tuesday ★❤☆ What Lies Beneath (Count On Me #7) - Kayden's Letter to Dean Teaser


What Lies Beneath by Melyssa Winchester

Teaser - April 12, 2016


Kayden's Letter to Dean


Dean,

I don’t know what I did to make you so mad at me.
Maybe it’s because you think it’s my fault Mom left.
That I cried too much.
Cared too much.
Maybe it’s not Mom leaving at all, but you ending up with me as a brother that makes you hate me.
Maybe you really wanted to be on your own.
Have Mom and Dad all to yourself.
Whatever the reason is, I really wish you didn’t.
I wish that things could be the way they were when I was four.
When you would come into my room, see me playing with the Matchbox and Hot Wheels and get down there with me, making up fake car crashes. The way you would make the noises of the rescue vehicles when I drove them and laugh afterwards. Or the way you used to sneak videos into my room when I was five and let me sit with you and watch all the scary movies mom always said I wasn’t allowed to see.
Most of all, I wish things could be the way they were the first time Dad ever tried hitting me.
When you came flying down the hall and jumped on him. Beating on him as hard as you could with your hands until he let me go and I could get back to my room where it was safe.
I miss the way things were when you were pretending.
Reality really sucks because I love you. You’re the best, most amazing big brother in the world. When my teacher asked me who I idolized and wanted to be like when I was older, it wasn’t our dad that I said. It was you.
I wanna be you Dean.
I want to be the pretender.
I hate when you hit me. I hate when you pour bleach on my cuts trying to get them clean, and how you laugh when I cry. But most of all, I hate that no matter how much I do for you, nothing ever makes you smile.
I hate that I’m not good enough.
That I can’t be good enough for anyone.
Not Mom, not Dad, not even for Belle.
You’re right.
I am worthless and it is my fault she left. But now that I’ve admitted that, do you think you can stop being angry so maybe we can hang out again?
I really miss hanging out.
When you read this, please don’t be mad. I just wanted you to know, I love you, Dean.

Your little brother forever,
Kayden.


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