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Today was a bad day. That was all I could think about all day. I felt like shit. Earlier today, while at my sister's wedding, some girl sexualy assaulted me, caused a scene at the wedding, painting me as the bad guy and ruining my sister's wedding for me. It was awful. Ever since I got home, I have just been lying in my bed in my dark room with my phone off and just feeling bad for hours.

I turn to the old alarm clock I have kept ever since I was in highschool. The time flashed 7:25 PM on the screen. Fuck i have been laying here for three hours. I sit up from the bed, my body feeling a bit stiff from laying down for so long.

On the floor was the suit I haphazardly strewn across the floor in a fit. I shaved up for months to actually afford this suit for the wedding and here I was just throwing it on the floor like it was some sort of rag or towel. I sigh and start picking them up so I can put them in the hamper. There was a knock on my door. I toss the clothes aside and open the door.

On the other side of the door was Dante, "oh uh hi," he said, probably not expecting me to answer.

"Hey," I answered weakly.

"I just wanted to check on you and see if you were okay."

"I see. I'm fine, sorry to have worried you."

"You don't look fine. You haven't come out of the room ever since we got back and everyone else was getting worried about you."

I really couldn't describe what I was feeling when I was talking to Dante. Normally I would be happy with him checking on me, but I am just not feeling anything right now. I was just...numb. "Sorry to worry you and everyone else. I was just dealing with some stuff."

Dante nods, "I don't blame you. What happened to you really must have hurt."

"That's putting it mildly."

Dante pulls me into a hug, "I just want you to know we are here for you. You can talk to us."

I hugged him back, "thanks Dante."

After a minute he pulled away, "you know, we plan to do some fighting games downstairs, if you want to join us, but i understand if you don't want to."

"No it's fine, let me put on some clothes and i'll be down in a minute." I close the door and start looking for something to wear. Maybe playing some games will help me feel better. I throw on a tee and some shorts and head downstairs.

Even before I hit the bottom of the stairs I heard yelling, "Oh hell no, we are not playing guilty gear right now." Kial's delicate tone rang through the house.

To no one's surprise, Keven spoke up next, "look this is for Junior sake not yours, so can it."

I quicken my pace, really don't need these two fighting right now.

I hear Dante's voice come up next, "look can you two just try and get along right now. Save the aggression for the matches."

I enter the gaming room. Where we keep most of the console games, I see Kial and Keven just glaring daggers at each other, like most days they seem to do. In Between them was Dante, possibly intending to be a blocker in case any hands goes up. All three of them notice me and quickly try to drop tensions. Kial spoke up first, "hey Junior."

"Hey," I responded, "so we are playing guilty gear?"

"Well, I mean, I wanted to wait and let you choose tonight's game. Kevin picked it out without asking you so-"

"Guilty Gear is fine, I don't have a problem with it, but if you want to play something else, that will be okay too."

Kial shook his head, "no no, you want to play Guilty gear so we will play it." Kial took the game out of Kevin's hands and inserted it in the consol.

Even though we were about to play one of my more favorite games, I didn't feel excited. Normally the thought of beating my friends in fighting games made me happy, but right now I just felt nothing. Maybe actually playing it would make me feel something. I grabbed one of the controles and turned it on, "is it alright if i play the first round?"

Dante picks up the other controller, "Sure, I don't mind as long as I am your first opponent." a smug smirk on his face. Next to me, Dante was one of the better fighting game players in this house, so it was going to be a promising match.

I picked Zappa and Dante picked A.B.A and from there the match started. Right away I felt something was wrong with me. I couldn't pull off any of the combos I have done before. My reflexes were sloppy and my timings were off. But I didn't feel frustrated. In fact, I haven't felt anything, not sadness, excitement, or anything. I just felt hollow. I remembered all the fun i had with this game. It used to come to me naturally.

Once Dante won the match, I felt everyone had their eyes on me. I try to force a smile on my face, "Sorry, guess I was off my game today." I did an obvious fake laugh and held the controller out to Keven, "I lost, so it's your turn now."

Keven shook his head, "no, you can continue playing if you want."

"No no, I know house rules. Loser bows out."

I feel a hand on my thigh, the only one it could have belonged to was Dante. I turned to him and Dante had a sorrowful look in his eyes, "Junior," he said, "do you need some more time?"

I place the controller on the table, "yeah, maybe i need some more."

"We'll get you once dinner is ready."

"Thanks," I got up from my seat and headed back to my room. I sigh and lay back down on my bed. When did it get so hard to feel like I am having fun? I reached for my phone and powered it on. Maybe some mindless phone games will help. When I powered it on, the first notification I saw was that I got multiple texts from my sister and the words I am sorry in the preview.

I open the messenger app and read the full text. I am sorry for what happened to you at my wedding today. Once you left, other guests at the reception told me what really happened between you and Natali. I should have tried to listen to you instead of berating you at the reception. I swear, I didn't know that Natali was going to do that to you when she showed interest in you. If I did I would have never invited her to my wedding. I am so sorry, Junior.

A sense of relief washed over me as I finished reading the text. Ever since I got back, I felt like I had ruined everything at the wedding. That if i behaved properly, then my sister wouldn't have cried like she did. Now I just feel relieved. The bad and hollow feeling I had was slowly going away. Now i was at peace