"Can I come in? " He asked even though he was already inside, and I rolled my eyes, but still kept a welcoming smile on.
I and my little brother are not that close partially because the age gap between us was too much, or maybe it might be because of his character.
Let me introduce him to you. His name of course is Daniels Junior, and he has a very bratty attitude. He is very smart, outspoken and good with words. He is eight years of age, and he looks pretty handsome. Furthermore, he took over my mom in the looks department. Furthermore, he appears very shy but in truth is a monster inside. The most important part was that he sees me as uncool. What does this boy want from his so-called uncool sister now?
You might think I am making up lies about him because he regarded me as uncool which might be a bit true. Emphasis on the bit.
Our vacation in Hawaii was supposed to be a very blissful one, at least that was what I expected, and I had a whole list of things I wished to do.
The first was spending some time alone which was ruined by junior when he insisted on sleeping with me.
Number 2: was doing some tanning and spending my day on the beach with a very cliché novel in hand and maybe a hot guy in sight but on the second day Junior came up with a stupid excuse to stay home and dragged me in with him. 'Mommy, I am not feeling so well, and I think I need to rest.' he had complained that he felt slightly feverish and my mom made me stay at home to watch him in case of any emergencies.
As soon as they left he brought out the PS5 That he had been hiding under the pillow before connecting it to the television and started playing it. I was so pissed but knew I had to wait till my parents came back before complaining to them.
'Ooh cat, he is still young, and he was just trying to get some alone time with you' My mom consoled stroking the culprit's hair lovingly.
'But junior you didn't have to lie.' she rebuked, and before she could continue, he shot mom one of his sweetest looks and her heart melted. I admit he looked cute whenever he did that, but I have never fallen for it. 'OK I'll let you go this time. But no more OK?'
He pouted his cheeks and nodded adorably and my mom smiled sweetly before embracing him in her arms, I was guessing she couldn't stand his cuteness.
And just like that one after the other, junior ruined most of my holiday plans and the few he didn't ruin he was always there to witness. Do you know how annoying it is to get every passerby to want to take a picture with him like some celebrity while disturbing my peace with their stupid comments?
"Oh my God his cheeks looks so adorable, I want to pinch it"
"His eyes, I could die for it can you be my Godson?"
"Do you have an older brother? I think I have a crush on him already".
Time after time, his newly acquired fans would always flock him like birds and his popularity skyrocketed within just four days.
"Actually I came to ask for your help he explained as he sat himself on the bed without my permission. He was about 3 feet tall and his legs were dangling off the bed when he sat down. Knowing that I have little to no control over his behavior, I angrily crossed my arms over my chest before asking.
"Ooh what is it this time" I said sarcastically as I closed the curtains. Edward's car was already out of sight. Thank goodness I guess I'll have to ask him what he was doing back there, but I immediately shook the thought of. We are officially fighting now I told myself before shifting my focus back to Junior.
He looked nervous which was a first, and I couldn't help but wonder what had him like that. A blush crept it's way to his face and I first thought it might be because of the cold, but I remembered turning the heater on when I entered. So it must be something else or was he embarrassed?
"Umm. So there is this girl in school that asked me out on a dance" he stopped there playing with his fingers as he blinked his eyes cutely.
Although I already knew the answer in my heart, I couldn't miss the opportunity to tease him, so I pretended not to get his point and probed further.
"So how is that a problem? Do you already have a date? "
"No, umm that is not it. I think I like her" He blushed a bright shade of red and I laughed to the point that my stomach hurts. Not even in my wildest dreams could I imagine him saying this. To me.
After laughing to my satisfaction, I stopped to stare at him, and he stared right back at me, not looking embarrassed at the very least, he just waited till I was done before clearing his throat.
"Are you done?" he asked and I nodded
"I expected you to laugh, even harder than that, but I really need your help this time"
I smirked as I thought of different ways to make him pay for all he had done to me, but I just couldn't bring myself to actualize it.
"Bring em on. But I have got to warn you, I charge eight dollars per hour".
He took out four dollar bills from his pocket and handed it to me and I smirked at how easy It was to get it out of him.
"I'll be needing thirty minutes"
"So it should be a good thing. Since you like her and she invited you out. Isn't that killing two birds with a stone?" By this time I was sat on my study chair and I rolled it around professionally. It's funny how serious I was taking this thing.
"So yeah I like her, but I rejected her" I was shocked at his response and to make it more obvious I held my chest and breathed in.
"What? You rejected her? You basically broke her heart!!" I chided him, pretending to write something in my book.
"Yeah I did, and it's because I was afraid ill embarrass her or myself if I go on a dance with her. Do you get? She is like a popular chick in school and I don't want to make myself a laughingstock".
Hmm pride before love, this boy is a real ass weirdo. One of the weirdest people I have ever encountered after.
"Well… I have some questions, and then we'll see what's wrong".
"So how long have you been crushing on her?"
"Like two days ago" OK that's weird.
"And how long has it been since she asked you out? "
"Two days ago."
OK this is sick.
"So were you crushing on her before or after she asked you out?"
"After." Oh my God this boy is... well he is still a kid.
"According to my analysis, am ninety percent sure that you do not like her, and it's called guilt not like, but we have to wait for at least one more week to be sure"
When I landed, he hissed and got off the bed before stomping off and banged the door shut after him. Then he opened it slightly and poked his head in.
"I'll just take it as my money gone to waste. Do not mention this to mommy or daddy" he threatened with a finishing glare before shutting the door to close.
.....
Chuckling, I lied down on my bed, burying myself under the fluffy duvet. I couldn't help but ask myself the same question I had asked him.
How long have I been crushing on Edward? Was it from our first encounter at the beach or before or after? I couldn't find an answer, but I was sure the feelings were already there when I met him at the beach.
Third Person P.O.V
9:19pm A Good time Psychiatric Hospital, New York City
A woman was sat on the bed, her hands and legs were chained to the frame and even though she looked rugged and unkempt, her emerald green eyes were to die for.
There was an old book in her hand and by the looks of it, the book had suffered in the hand of time. Nevertheless, the book still looked new, except for the edges that looked rough, due to its regular use.
On the cover was an engraved 'Mine' that was outlined with a satin paint.
The woman kept mumbling incoherent words as she wrote in it. According to the psychiatrist, she had always referred to that book as her baby and would throw tantrums whenever it was separated from her.
She would always wake up every morning to write down her experiences and whenever she was asked why, she would say
"My son, My son, he'll definitely come back for mommy" it could be said that she would make a loving mother if she had given birth, but the question is, who was she and why was she here. Chuckles. The hasty hands drive themselves to death. Let's take it a step at a time.