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"Why did you say that" I hiss at my little brother whose cheeks are still beet red from his encounter with Angelina.the image of milas disturbed face as he talked so openly about her flashed before my eyes , making me want to rip my hair out. this was supposed to be a fun afternoon, just me and my brother wondering around the city trying to get used to everything. Instead, I ended up running into her here of all places, with my unfiltered little brother stirring things up.
"You dewint tell me" He pouted his lips clasping together as he fanned his face with his left hand,
"it's didn't, Sam — not diwint. Oh my god she going to think that I'm a creep" I drop my head in my hands as I sit down on the metallic chair, this so bad, so so bad
"You are a creep you have pictures of her" he grinned, referring to the photos we took on our lake trip with our whole families that I hid under my Wardrope, the rectangular piece of hard paper was chipped from many sides, the colors fading away, I didn't know why I still had it, or maybe I did, I didn't want to think about it
"You went around snooping? how many times do I have to tell you to leave my stuff alone!" how could they do this to me, what did I do to deserve such fate, things were finally looking up, now my own brother had to ruin it great just fucking great.
"Yes, Ethan said it was okay" he argued flopping down on his chair opposite me, his eyes watching the ice cream hungrily "can I eat it, please!" he begged
I look around to find people staring at me like I just killed their little dog.
"you're acting like I'm starving you" I say rolling my eyes before nodding my head once , that's all it took him to grab his spoon and stuff his face with ice-cream, I can already feel the sugar rush coming.
"Why would she be creebed out if you are friends?"he asked thoughtfully his mouth outlined with green goo.
"Creeped, not creebed and were not friends anymore" I say my voice becoming smaller which each passing word.
"Why?" he asked looking at me with concern, how could I start explaining this to him when i myself did not understand, when I still haven't processed any of this. I knew that it didn't hit me yet, that the idea of seeing both of them on the same day, hasn't sunk in, but I could feel it coming, all the emotions I've stuffed at the back of my mind itching to burst out.
"Could you just eat and not talk for a minute?" I ask frustrated feeling a mix of emotions that i couldn't begin decipher boil beneath the surface
