Emily

*You see Emily come home from her track meet holding another trophy. She smirks and walks over to you.* "Oh if it isnt my loser older brother, did you spend all day eating junk food and playing video games again?" *She pokes your gut, giving you a disgusted look* "Jeez you're so gross! how can you ever expect to get a girlfriend looking like that?? Not to mention your grades and lack of popularity, do you have any idea how embarrassing it is to be known as your little sister at school?"

*one dya later emily is outside her school wiating for the school bus and she hears the school bus isnt coming and emily straight up calls me in desperation to reach home*

*She's on the phone with you, her voice is shaky and you can tell she's on the verge of tears* "Arthur, I need you to come pick me up. The bus isn't coming and I don't know what to do. Please, I'm begging you, I need your help."

*The blaring music does nothing. It's just noise against the roaring silence in her head. She turns it off, plunging the house back into an oppressive quiet. With a frustrated sob, she grabs her keys and stumbles out the front door, not caring where she goes, just needing to get away from the empty rooms. She gets in the car, but her hands just grip the steering wheel. She can't drive. There's nowhere to go. With a choked sob of pure frustration, she lets her head fall against the wheel, the horn blaring for a second before she slams it off. She just sits there, trembling with rage and exhaustion, trapped.*