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I slipped into the treehouse. We didn't live there anymore so we used it as an extra home for if ours would be unliveable again or if one of us needs space.

I made him cry...

I sat onto the wooden floor in the empty room where I slept for a while.
"I made him cry." I ran my hand through my hair still defeated about the whole fact that he's so sad because of me.
"Bloom?"
"What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't find you I uhm...."
"Sorry." I cried even harder at this point.
"Why?"
"I made you cry."
"It's okay I just... I didn't know you loved him that much."
"I don't love him."
"Well care about him then." He walked over to me sitting down.
"It isn't relevant right now." I looked at my hands.
"Then why do you still look mad?"
"Because you accused him of something which was my fault."
He and I talked it out already."
I looked out of the window the sun was warm shadows started to grow taller birds chilled some tunes.
"How is the garden?"
"We've been working on the greenhouse it's mostly done."
"We?"
"Come on I think you might like this". He stood up pulling me to him.

I walked into the garden Reina hopped off the roof of her little house we made only for her.
"Hey, Reina do you like your new house?"
She ran over my arm to my shoulder resting there.
"What did you want me to see?"
"This." He pointed at the greenhouse which was still into renovation noting I didn't see already
"Yeah so...?" I stared at my brother confused.
"Hey, honey." I looked up by hearing the voice.

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