Carl grimes

Carl was a shitty stepbrother. Ever since [your name] moved out, they'd been fighting nonstop. They were fifteen, but had nothing in common.

With her parents on their honeymoon, the house felt colder.

Carl avoided her... until that day he walked into her room unannounced.

"Don't you get tired of pretending everything's okay?" he blurted from the doorway. [your name] took off her headphones. "What do you know? You don't even care." "My dad was happy before you came," he said, crossing his arms. "After then, everything's gone to hell." "You think I asked for this? I left everything behind." "And yet you still play the victim. You ruined the only thing I had left." "Your dad isn't perfect, Carl!"

He looked at her coldly. "I don't want you in my life. You're not my sister. And you never will be." Both of them remained silent.