Autumn's POV
"Don't touch my fucking salad Keith!" I yelled coming out of my room, making my way to the kitchen.
"Jeez." He raised his hands protectively in mock surrender. "You can easily just make another one." I threw him a glare in response.
"Okay okay." He opens the fridge just as I got to the kitchen. He takes out a big tube of chocolate ice cream, whip cream and a bowl of red cherries.
I sat on a long stool around the island before sliding my freshly made salad to me.
"It's like 7 in the morning. What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I munch on my very crunchy vegetables.
"You're supposed to be an only child Autumn, so you wouldn't have an amazing brother like me coming into your sad life." I shoved my middle finger directly at him but he only laughs.
"Who let you in? Mrs Laura right?" He nods. That woman needs to stop letting people into my house.
