"SHE'S SLEEPING IN THE FU*KING BATHROOM, BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TOGI IS "Through the phone call, I can feel his pleading eyes staring at me. I sigh and hang up the phone before pausing Stranger Things and retrieving my keys from the counter.
As I walk out the front door, the breeze hits me, but I'm far too lazy to walk all the way back upstairs to grab a coat. Persevering, I get into my car and drive to pick up my older brother...emphasis on older.
For fu*ks sake, Megumi, I curse silently as I approach the house party, cars lining either side of the one-way street. I park haphazardly, squeezed between two Lambo Toyotas, and walk up to the front porch.
The people outside stare at me with drunken eyes, hollering and cheering as I maneuver my way through the crowd. As I walk through the hallway, I dodge a thrown drink from a fighting couple and scan the room for Mugumi, or anyone I know. A few familiar faces fade into the crowd, but no one is identifiable my brother is nowhere to be found.
I push my way into the kitchen, and there, on the kitchen table, is Togi, who I assume is having an affair with Thea. His inebriated eyes roll over me, pausing a second before yelling something to no avail - the loud musie forcing me to attempt a lip-read, again to no avail. As he pushes on the redhead girl and makes his way over, I divert my gaze and duck out the side door as he calls my name.
"Megumi!" Looking into an empty bathroom, I yell emphatically. I open a towel cupboard and close it in embarrassment, trying my luck at another door. I pace around the room and make my way to the staircase leading to the second floor. A couple descends the stairs, both attractive and tall, paying no attention to me, a lingering scent of s*x trailing them. It must have been good s*x, judging by the smile on his face. I hope she finds someone else tonight, based on the deadpan expression on her face.
"Sorry, but have you seen my older brother Megumi? I can't seem to locate him. Megumi has black hair, brown eyes, and annoying ." I ask politely, waving them to a halt at the bottom of the stairwell.
"Megumi? As in swim Captain Megumi. There's no way your his little brother, I mean look at you," the muscular guy mocks, prodding my chest. "There's no way the bro has a lil faggot bro," he mocks.
"Ugh, well, I-"
"What are you talking about? You're trying to hook up with me, faggot? Is that why you wanted to talk to me,uh? Waving me down and such nonsense." As he pushes me into the wall, his hands make contact with my chest, veins popping from his - now noticeably - toned, muscular arms. As he continues to degrade me, he spits sparks. "Do you want this whopper? Huh? Huh?" He grabs his groin and presses it against me, rubbing it against my freshly laundered jeans.
I take a deep breath, gather myself, lift my leg, and knee him in the balls. He gasps and huddles over, clutching his groin. "Fu*k you, faghuhhhh." In a winded breath, he cries after me, reaching out for me as I ascend the stairwell. I return his stare, his girl awkwardly looking around before exiting, leaving him leaning against the wall to prop himself up.
I peer through the hallway, unintentionally walking in on a spicy game of spin the bottle—by spicy, I mean three girls playing spin the bottle right in front of the people hooking up on the bed.
I take a cup of water from the nightstand; perhaps he was trying to sober up, but the water is meant to be inside you, not inside the cup. I tip it and watch as he squeals to life, his eyes bulging in awe as he becomes familiar with his surroundings.
"Hurry up, I don't have all night." I scream at him. My 18-year-old brother barely functions as a member of society; in fact, he barely functions at all.He only drinks, complains about being hungover, and repeats. I understand that this is the last party before school resumes on Monday.
Megumi follows me out of the room to the staircase with a swaying gait. Togi is consoling the guy I kneed in the nuts at the bottom of the staircase; he looks up towards me as I lead my brother down the staircase, a hint of anger in my eyes.
"What the fu*k are you doing, agro? What is it that you're always filipping your shit for?"
As I greet Togi at the bottom of the stairs, he yells at me. "Benn is the bro, and there was no need to attack him at random, like the actual fu*k?" Togi's rage is phasing me, but I can't help but think of the big picture. Benn is a muscularly strong sportsman.
"Yes, it was entirely my fault. Benn the Ali is fantastic. Get out of my way, I have to take my brother home, who you're supposed to keep an eye out for." I try to push him with my forearm, but he grabs it with a tight grip, trapping me in a glaring battle. I shove him away and drag my brother along with me.
"Yeah, fu*king dirty fag, run away. I'm going to get you!" Ali calls out to me, and I look back to see a confused Togi, his anger gone from his eyes.
"What the fu*k is going on, dude?" In confusion, Togi says to Ali.
"You're all the same."
I sigh in response. I walk back out the front door, exiting the front porch and dragging Megumi into the car.
I hear something like a 'thank youuuu' slither out of Megumi's mouth in between a few insults, his ever so kind heart still present even in his drunken state.
"Christian, did you have a good time? That was a lot of fun, wasn't it? Parties are enjoyable. UP THE, BOYS! You should come back the next time; I'm sure everyone misses you." From the passenger seat, he screams, a gleeful smile on his face. "Yeah, Megumi, I had a great time tonight...so much fun." I have a tear running down my cheek.
I take off the duvet and stand up, my back aching as I stretch out, my body and mind both dreading the worst day of the year: the start of school. Which, by the way, begins on the worst day of the school week: Monday. The start of a slow, tedious five-day journey consisting of seven-hour days; yuck.