I’m “The Useless Girl”

He’s “The Prodigy”

Born in the same family, our faces nearly identical to each other, but said titles were one of the ways to distinguish me from him, while I was never capable of performing a single task correctly, he was always doing them perfectly and, as such, I often relied on him to get my own things done. Most would expect him to hold some resentment towards me, but that never happened, he helped me with everything while keeping a smile and a tone full of a cheery disposition; no matter how different we were from each other, we were much closer than one would think.

Our parents always had different viewpoints and frequently argued about them as a result, but even then they always remained together, it was a bond that seemed to be eternal, but for us, their frequent arguing was nothing more than an annoying sound.

Our favorite area of our house was the balcony, many times we would just hang there and do something, be it drawing or just playing with dad’s Pokémon, time would pass by and we would never notice it as we were just enjoying each other’s presence. It was also our main area of refuge from mom’s and dad’s arguing, or at least there was less noise in there.

“Mommy and Daddy are at it again. “I said to you while petting dad’s Dratini, my tone being as casual as it could get.

“Yeah, why do they always do that?” you asked, as you calmly made a paper plane for you to play with, your face being one of annoyance and tedium “Dad’s always talking about how they were wasting our potential or something, why does that mean?” you asked, now glancing at me with a curious look.

“I don’t know I just know that it’s really boring to hear they yell at other like that almost every day, why can’t they stop that already?” I asked in return, still petting the Dratini who had now curled itself around me and looking pleased

“Dunno, I don’t get adults.” you answered, now throwing the paper plane you had just made out of the balcony.

I watched as the paper plane flew through the sky, slowly descending into the streets, there was just something about it that truly fascinated me, to the point that soon I tried to make my own paper plane, but the only thing I got out of it was bent paper, seeing me struggle, you soon lent me a hand. I watched as you made two more paper plane and gave one of them to me to play with; we got up and threw them together, the planes calmly gliding through the sky, our only reaction to it was to look at each other with a wide, innocent smile on our faces.

We never thought about something happening that could make us be separated by each other, after all, when not arguing mom and dad were really cute together and I frequently bugged you with that fact, however, there was that one day, the day where the arguing got really out of hand, we woke up hearing they argue, we left home hearing they argue and when we came back to sleep, they were still at it.

We went to our room and started discussing about what was going on as we still heard they fiercely yell at each other, not being aware of the topic in question.

“Maybe they’re finally going to decide what to do about whatever they're talking about?”

“Yeah! It would be great if they did!”

Turns out we were right after all…

It didn’t take long, I suddenly found myself staying by mom’s side while dad was forcefully dragging you into a car, both of our eyes letting the tears flow.

“Let me go! I don’t wanna go!” you said, tearing up as you tried your best to resist dad’s strong grip on your arm.

I tried to help you, but mom was also holding me by the arm the entire time, I tried to resist for a bit, but it was all for nothing, eventually you lost and was shoved into the backseat of the car and it soon vanished on the streets, me and mom only watching as it went away, both of us tearing up, after the car was out of sight, I just turned to face my mother.

“M-M-Mom-Mommy, why did dad take my brother? I-I  thought we were…” I said, sobbing as I struggled with the words.

She just kneeled down to my size and hugged me, my face now buried on her chest as I kept crying, she promised me that she would make the pain go away, she promised that everything would turn out all right… And I wanted to believe it.

After that, my life became simply empty as I no longer had you to make me company during my spare time since mom was so busy with working at home, she tried to make me forget you, we even moved away from our home, from the region we lived in, and settled at Jubilife City in Sinnoh just so that we could start all over again, she tried to make me forget, but I just couldn’t.

It was then that my flaws started to show, no matter what I tried to do, I always failed, that was enough to make me cry, mom then started to spoil me, doing everything for me so I could stay happy, even outright denying me the right to help her with things, because she already knew what the outcome would be, even my mother thought that I was hopeless, you at least tried to help me improve…

Eventually I grew up, I become a bit stronger and started to deal better with the divorce because of that, I made new friends that were always up to helping me out and have some fun, and they also were able to do many different things, some were artists, some were musicians and some were already good Pokémon Trainers that had many cute Pokémon with them, but I stood out the most between them, by virtue of being the one who couldn’t do anything.

Is it alright if I envy them?