My mother was my father's second wife and when they got divorced I stayed with my mom but then she got a stupid boyfriend and moved in with father who was living with his first wife again and my half-brother. I lived there for a year then my brother asked me if I wanted to rent an apartment with him and split the rent. I found it a great idea. I can say it was the best time of my life, my brother is 6 years older than I, I started to fell in love with him but I tried to hide it for awhile but every time he brought a girl to the apartment I exploded in jealousy, my stupid brother didn't understand it why so I had to tell him.