Streetlife

81 - Sibling Fight

"Julius, I thought you of all people would understand. It wasn't anything deep. I was just having fun! God, you are worse than Papa!" The girl says growing annoyed for she was trying so hard to make her brother understand but he just didn't get it. He really didn't, and he had come at her with so much foolishness, she was feeling smothered. "You ignored now me for two days! And for what, I'm just trying to live my life! What gives, Jules????"

"Oh for what? For what??!" He screeches turning around and slamming his glass on the kitchen counter for he had forgotten both Callie and Tess were asleep and right now he just didn't care. He could give a rat's ass for he was pissed at Callie as it was for acting so damn rude and foolish.

"YES, for what? Tell me, Jules!!!! Cuz if you're not Papa's twin than I don't know!" Luciella yells as Julius waves his hands.

"I'm sorry did you NOT see what you did the other night?! Dancing on my table like some like some stripper!! I almost fainted, I almost had a heart attack right here on this floor! Right here!!!! MAKING out with...with Callie. Your tongue was down her throat and I thought you would hump her right there on that table! On my fine wooden tables you were doing nastiness!! I shouldn't even say hump in front of you! I just can't! And are you even GAY????" He yells back as Luciella can only laugh.

"I'm not a baby, Julius! I'm 18, you know! 18 and it's not like I've never had a boyfriend or kissed anyone. Jesus, you act like I live under a rock!"

"Oh so you have gotten high and drunk??? You've danced on tables half dressed?! Goodness Lord, no wonder Papa wants you home! I am taking  you home RIGHT NOW! This party is over and you are to stay the hell away from Stefanie Foster! SHE IS NOT someone anyone should hang out with!" Julius yells at the top of his lungs, his veins sticking out in his neck as Luciella steps closer to her brother, more furious than ever.

"She's my friend! And you can't tell me who and who I can't hang out with, Julius! You just can't! And I'm NOT going home. I'm not. I'm staying here whether you like it or not! So LUMP IT!"

"OH no, no, no, no, missy!!! NO WAY!! This hiding out has gone on long enough and I know Papa is gonna come looking for you any minute and sending cops and all kinda people! I'm surprised he hasn't sent armed guards and stormed in here. You pack your things, missy, and we are going. AND you are going to go to school and be a doctor! Chop! Chop!" He claps his hands as his face is red now, and Lucy shakes her head in fury, her eyes narrowed at her brother.

"HA! I AM NOT! And I never applied! And I didn't go to that Hunter to Audit that class FYI! So screw you, Julius!" The Latin girl yells even louder as Julius is now fanning himself with a magazine and sweating profusely.

"What do you meannnnnn????" Julius screeches at the top of his lungs. "Where have you been going??? WHEREE, LUCIELLA???? DIOS MÍO!!!!!"

"I've been going to coffee shops, writing and doing research for my article for the New York Times!"

"The TIMES! They hired you?? WHEN?" He grabs a towel now and wipes his face as he is gasping for air.

"NO! But I can pitch an idea!" She says as Julius throws up his hands in the air, the towel flying across the room, completely feeling like he has lost his mind.

"I am not hearing this, any of this. I am not. NOPE! So you aren't going to school, you're writing and how are you getting money??? I'd love to know!! Unless you are what, working for Stefanie! I put nothing past that one!"

"Why don't you leave her alone and get off her case? She's been really nice to me, and you're rude! PENDEJO!" Lucy yells again as she snatches up the towel he had thrown and tosses it at him. "And get ahold of your damn self! There's no need to be this damn dramatic! NONE!"