Yeah.

"You're the person that ruined my fucking life, apart from dad."
I just sat there, unable to move, or speak, or do anything at all. I felt like I had been shocked into nonexistence. I heard laughter in another room, and music coming from the tv; I had a sense of time passing, although I felt frozen. I just sat there, not knowing what to think, feeling dysfunctional. Two lone tears sprung from my eyes and shattered onto the piano keys. How do you cope with that? How do you react to words like that coming from your twelve-year-old brother? I felt numb, surprised I could make it up the stairs and into my room. I thought of locking the door, but didn't. Everyone else is caught up in their own thing, and I know he won't seek to apologize. Merry Christmas to me.