Maddox
“You wanna talk about it?” I asked as I rolled the basketball in my hands.
Since Brenna's birthday, I had noticed that how Brandon was keeping his distance from her. It didn’t bother me as much as it did to Brenna. She wanted everyone to be happy and pleased with her, and there was something about her that drives you to make her happy. So here I was, after two days of her silently asking me to make it right, making it right for her.
“There’s nothing to talk about.” Brandon replied back. “Wanna play?” He gestured to the ball in my hand.
“Only if you answer my questions.” I stepped toward him. “Come on, big brother, don't make me think that you're scared of losing.”
In a flash, he took the ball from me. “Don't forget who taught you in the first place, little shit.”
I grinned. My
