River Of Flames

2: Ander's Dilemma

Ander

Having River over was a pain in the ass.

He spent hours in the bathroom removing his nose's hair and oiling his body while I was outside waiting to take my morning shit. Not only that, but he had cleaned the living room, and now I couldn't find my condoms or my favorite bong.

I hated the smell of cleanliness, my nose hurt from it to the point I couldn't taste my food. But the worst part was that my bitches were distracted by River's imposing presence and exuberant abs.

So in a way, I began plotting to get rid of my annoying brother for good. It was as easy as a phone call to the cops, but if I did that, who would pay the bills?

I decided to endure him for as long as I could.

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Ander was scratching his butt while he lay on a bed surrounded by three hookers. One of the girls was lying on the edge of the mattress so Ander kicked her out of the bed. She hit the floor and let out a groan of pain. He laughed and lit a cigarette.

"Dumb bitch!" Ander blew a mouthful of smoke.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCKERS!

"Go away. Sleeping!" Ander roared.

"It's 1 p.m and lunch is ready," River said from the other side. "Move your lazy ass or I'll give this food to the homeless!"

"NO FUCKING AWAY!" Ander sprang from the bed, kicking another hooker out of his way, and bolted toward the dining room.

River sat at the end of the table just wearing his super tight red underwear with a logo that said 'LUCKY YOU'. Next to him, there was a cute girl with red hair and mesmerizing brown eyes. She held River's hand and stroked his pecks with oil.

"Who dis?" Ander asked, burying his pupils on the girl's rack.

"Her name is Jamie, and I'd greatly appreciate if you could behave while she is here."

"What?" Ander recoiled in disgust. "This is my house, I can do whatever I want!" He kicked the table, but River grabbed their plates so they didn't fall off.

Jamie glared and scanned Ander's body with contempt. He was shirtless, wearing some blue football shorts and sandals. A dragon tattoo crossed his chest and on his belly, he had another one that said 'Beware of the dragon'.

"Weird but alright," Jamie said and took a spoonful of her potatoes puree.

"Hey, don't ignore me!" Ander began jumping and kicking the table again but River stood up and strode toward his brother. He grabbed him by the neck and slammed his body against the fridge.

"Enough!" River roared, droplets of saliva landing on Ander's face. "For once in your life, behave yourself!"

"This is my house, you whore!" Ander kicked River's groin, just right where the logo was.

But surprisingly, River didn't react to it. His crotch felt like solid stone and seemed to burn like hot metal.

"Let him go, Riverito," the homeless man sleeping on the floor said, pointing a gun at River.

"I thought you were a corpse!" River moaned.

"I might smell like one but I'm still alive, I think." He shook his gun, inviting him to release his brother. "Family must stick together. You two are the last Cassidies left. You two share the same blood. Don't allow a petty misunderstanding to stain your beautiful relationship."

"You're right, stranger," River murmured and released Ander.

Ander took advantage of the distraction to push River away and grab a knife. "I should cut you and your bitch, but since I'm a good boy, I'm just gonna cut this." He proceeded to cut a piece of ham and shoved it in his mouth. "FOOK YOU BISH!"

River shook his head and returned to Jamie's side while the homeless man fell asleep again.

As he swallowed his ham, Ander realized he wanted a piece of that Jamie's meat too.

Sorry, big brother, but Ander Herrera Cassidy ALWAYS gets what he wants.

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