Wild Bastard by Ella Savitskaya (book suggestions .txt) 📕

Matthew takes another sip from the bottle, not even wrinkling from the bitterness. So much for the rosy tales of rich, happy families. The idea of a prosperous life of rich people crumbles in a matter of moments. And I naively thought that money could solve all problems. It seems that even the professional doctors at the rehabilitation center could not cope with Matthew's problems.

A soft cloth suddenly falls into my hands, distracting me from my thoughts. I look at the familiar thing, and it feels like I'm seeing it for the first time. Now it's not just a faceless thing. I don't know how it came to be with me for so many years, but now I will treasure it even more.

"You know, you have another sister" I say, finally understanding why he's acting this way with Lana, "and she really needs your love.

I get a cold chuckle in response.

"The only thing she wants is to party and make idiotic acquaintances"

"Yeah. Because that's normal. She's seventeen. Everyone at that age hangs out, meets people, gets into relationships"

"Yeah. And fuck"

"Not necessary! It's just that by shutting her out you're only making things worse. One day she'll break free, and it could be exactly what you're talking about. She'll go to catch up with what she missed"

Matt murmurs unhappily. Perhaps he understands all this himself, but he won't admit it to himself. It seems to me that he won't even tell himself that he cares for her by behaving this way. After what he's been through, anyone would prefer not to get close to anyone. I know these feelings as well as anyone.

"You pretend to be angry and bullying her, but you're just trying to make sure that your little sister doesn't suffer the same fate as your older sister" I say.

"You think you know me so well, Rie? The old barricade is back in his husky voice. He's closing in again, and I want to catch this moment by the tail to at least soften his attitude toward Lana a little.

"No. I know myself. I never let anyone close to me because there was no reason to. Nobody needed me. And who needs abandoned children? All my life I had been in contact with people like me, but I knew there were no friends among them. Half of them had split up, some were in jail, some were on drugs. And I was alone. It had been like that since I was born. We fought for an extra piece of bread or a toy. We fought over gel pens that we accidentally got from charity. Pink ones, orange ones, remember? They were like something magical to us. From a whole other world"

Matthew presses his lips together, carefully sliding his eyes over my face as I drift into my memories. Gently I put the scarf next to me.

"Or yo-yo. I remember taking away a red yo-yo from a girl a year older than me. I wanted it so badly, and she wouldn't let me play. I slapped her on the arm, grabbed it and ran away. Then she took it away, beating me up pretty good, but I was happy with those brief moments spent with the cherished toy"

I smile sadly.

And then suddenly I feel lost when Matthew rakes me with his hand and kisses me. Just like that. Without a word or a warning. My head sparks, my temples explode as his cheeky tongue rushes into my mouth.

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