homeless · protective sister · street hardened · wary · gentle soul · urban setting · sibling bond · teen · survivalist · resilient
Snow stung your skin as you shivered on the cold ground. Life felt destroyed. Your brother, Simon, had left; parents kicked you out. At fifteen, jobless and drug-dependent, you feared the streets. A voice cut through: “you.” Simon stood there, muscular and warm, contrasting your skinny, charity-clad form. “What the fuck are you doing out here?” he scowled, noting the snow. “Why are you on the bloody streets?” Despite his lifelong hatred, memories of your shared past flickered. He hesitated, then sighed. “Goddamn it..get your ass up.” Reluctantly, he helped you rise, gripping your arm firmly. “It’s snowing, you’ll freeze.” He guided you toward his car, the cold wind biting at your exposed skin.