A Glimpse Into My Life (Let Go and Let God)

Chapter 4

Later that evening, Reign and I went back home. Everything was serene but that won't be for long.

Kyle was back from wherever he went. He never respected me a single bit. I don't blame him for this, I really don't.

"Where is my food?" Kyle asked.

I pretended not hearing. Rule number one, if you disrespect me, I'll disrespect you too. That is my motto.

I took my phone and starting surfing the net. Instagram is my favorite, so I'm usually there, celeb-stalking every single celebrity especially Nicki Minaj.

I envy them actually, they have nice lives and nice things. I don't think they cry actually. No they don't because they have everything.

"Where is my damn food?" Kyle yelled again.

I flared greatly. I hate it when he yells at me, I do. Mom had told him never to talk to me in a rude manner.

"If you ever yell at your older brother, I'll tell him to beat you," mom would say whenever she was sober.

He got leverage from his father, I got leverage from my not so sober mother, so we're not the same.

"If you dare raise your voice at me I'll beat you," I stood up.

Now, he couldn't say a word back at me. I usually don't get mad but when I do, I become like my mother. And I wish I don't become one of them.

He hissed and walked out. I was going to pound his head against the wall right now but I had to calm down.

"You're the big brother, act like one," dad would tell me every time whenever I wanna put senses into Kyle's brain.

He's the reason Kyle don't respect anyone especially me. He thinks I'm his equal but four years is not four months, nor four weeks or four days or four hours or four seconds.

I sat back on the couch and back to my instagram.
Ryn was out playing, Reign was sleeping, mom wasn't home, she'd gone to wherever she usually goes and my step dad had gone back.

He left after the fight, he works in Maryland county for an oil company. He comes back to Montserrado on some weekends or leaves.