Chapter 15: A Simmering Hatred
Bryan Landgraab, I hate him.
I'm a friendly sim, so it takes a lot for me to hate someone. And it's really hard to explain why I do. Perhaps people are right when they say I was jealous. How could I not be?
I can't tell you how many times I walk into a room or on the balcony to play chess, and this is what I'm met with. It is annoying, and a constant reminder to all the promises that Zappa had made when we were young.
In fact, she rarely played chess with me anymore, it was with Bryan now. Can you imagine how this would make anyone feel, let alone me?
Mom was constantly chasing him around, trying to talk or joke around with him. He seemed to just smile and nod at her various tales of ghosts or aliens. Nothing phased the family golden boy.
Yuck, even in the library! Use your bedroom, that's what it is for!
And because he wanted to have the "Perfect mind, Perfect body" Mom worked with him in the family gym to make it happen faster. I rarely saw her for days! The two were always locked up down there.
And then guess who added to my parents love for Bryan? I mean really! The two were hardly married, some of his stuff in boxes still (taking up too much room I might add) and she was now going to add more to the house?
I mean, I was still in high school! Couldn't they have at least waited a little bit?
And then Bryan was always to trying to brown nose around my parents.
And when he wasn't cleaning, he was fixing things around the house.
Bryan: "To save on the repair bills."
Like that even matters! We own two businesses in town, AND not to mention we are filthy rich! We could build a large tower to put all the simoleons we have, and then swim in them like that old cartoon with the duck!
It wasn't long before Dad stopped having time for me, he was too busy with Bryan.
And when he wasn't sharing family secrets I'm sure, the two would be down in the family gym working out. It just made me sick.
All Mom could think about was the upcoming grandbabies. When she heard that Teddy had a kid with his high school girlfriend from the Funke family, nothing.
I saw the little boy in the park the other day, he had Dad's hair, but no one seemed to care.
Dad barely took time away from 'training' Bryan to go visit Teddy and congratulate him.
The few times that Zappa would spend with me, all she wanted to talk about was her babies.
"What if you trip with all the blocks on the ground?"
Zappa just laughed at me like I was making a joke, never taking me seriously. Not since Bryan came into the picture.
Dad was over the moon, and couldn't wait for the baby to come. It was sickening the way they all went on about Bryan and his kids.
But you know what? I wasn't totally alone at this time. There were people who understood my pain.
My 'other' family were very supportive. They liked hearing my stories, and telling me stories about my Father. It seemed that one day at work, Phillipe had come upon a burglar in the donut shop. It would be the last glazed he would ever have.
At least Mom had sensed and mourned the loss of my father, Dad didn't even seem to blink an eye. His own twin brother! Nothing.
I couldn't help but wonder would my Dad even miss me if I were to die in a donut shop? Or anywhere.
I told Evelyn and my brother all about how I blamed Bryan for the growing distance between my family and me. Everything had been great until he came along, but now I just felt I didn't belong.
Perhaps that is when the poison of their words started to spread. No wait, I refuse to blame them. They were always good to me, caring and listening when I wanted to do nothing more then whine.
My actions are my own, and I refuse to put that at anyone elses door step.
We talked for hours on end, discussing ways to make things better for me.
Then I had the idea of inviting them over more often. Perhaps with some of my other family, it would remind them of me.
While my brother was always busy with work, Evelyn started spending a bit of time there. It was nice to have someone to talk with.
She understood me. She was the only one in the house who didn't fall under Precious Bryan's spell.
Evelyn at least called me to wish me a happy birthday, no one else in the family even so much as showed up to cheer me into young adulthood.
Perhaps because of this neglect, I never truly grew up. But again, I go about blaming others. It's not my intentions at all, I just want you to understand me.
Mom and Zappa seemed to notice I had withdrawn a bit. Perhaps I was not so forgotten after all.
No, I guess it was just in reference to me being an Uncle soon. Stupid Bryan.
At least Evelyn got me some enjoyment by stopping Zappa from her climb up the Chess circuit. It took her seven times to beat her!
Before we knew it, Glen and Allan came along. Twin boys! It seems this family was cursed with them.
Everyone coddled them.
They hardly ever spent time alone. Someone was always cuddling, or feeding the boys.
I hardly touched them, not because of anything evil. Only because someone else always had them. I'll admit, I liked the little guys, they took some of the attention away from Bryan.
It just meant that I had even less, if that was possible.
Glen grew up with Zappa's hair.
Allan had Bryan's. Guess who I like better?
While Mom and Zappa were busy training the boys, Zappa had another baby. Meet little Mulan. She is a Daddy's girl through and through.
I was now spending all my time working on mastering logic. I would have a Perfect Mind and Perfect body before Bryan did if it was the last thing I did. Perhaps a bit spiteful, but who cares? I hated that man.
I had joined the professional sports career to help Mom realize her dream of seeing me a Professional Athlete, but I heard nothing from her about it.
I did see Bear there with his wife. The two were as disgusting as Bryan and Zappa.
With all the attention on the babies, it was easier to do what I did.
No one would see it coming, not even me.
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