After Dusk

Chapter 1

Two minutes.

Two fucking minutes late because of the train and the dipshit of the professor won't let me in the class. Like mate, it isn't my fault the Croatian transportation system is for shit. Jebiga might as well get Mcdonald's while I'm waiting. Just as I exited the school I got a text from mum.

I'm going to leave the lunch in the oven for you and Toma just reheat it for the two of you.

Oki

Of course, he couldn't heat the lunch himself. Still, he is a guy so explains the stupidity, who cares I need food.

Entering Mcdonald's, of course, there is a shit ton of people, I mean get a job It's past 8 people. And yet I am here as well but I do have a good excuse, nevertheless getting to the tablet I ordered a McFlurry and french fries, ah yes living that healthy athlete's life if I do say so myself. Picking my order I started walking back to school to try and get to the second-period so-called hell or maths whichever you prefer.

Unfortunately getting to class on time and having to spend two hours in it killed the remaining brain cells I had and having economics later did not help. I still don't know what made me go to economy college after four years of economy high school which I already heated but here I am on the edge of a mental breakdown No3 this week.

Getting home from class enter the house with the desire to eat and take a 3-hour nap to practice but I am met with the TV and two male voices yelling I'm guessing Toma and somebody else but my dad is still at work so it isn't him. Entering the living room I see my brother Toma and some guy with dark hair and a beard playing Fifa 22, and I'm guessing he scored a goal since he was smiling while Toma looked quite pissed.

"Umm, hi?" I asked I was quite weirded out by the random guy in our house since Toma didn't invite people over, he usually went out to the club or at some girl's house (weirdly enough, I could have bet he was gay).

They both turned towards me and I finally realised who the other guy was. Even with this hair and beard and after three years of not seeing him he still had the same fucking face that I wanted to punch just older with a very defined and sharp jaw along with that beard he looked-

"Oh jea hey (Y/N), Joško came to Croatia for vacation and then to prepare for the World Cup so we decided he can stay with us to finally catch up and hang out. Plus mum left lunch in the oven for us so you have to warm it up."

I was getting kinda angry at this I mean who asked me if I was OK with some guy staying with us? OK, he wasn't some random guy it was my brother's best friend since he went to primary school but still...

"First of all who are we, and why didn't I know about him staying with us? And second, what are you incapable of heating the lunch by yourself I mean you have two healthy arms and legs as far as I can see."

"Wow, you haven't changed a bit since the last time I saw you." I turned my head to the deep voice of the person I didn't want to hear from, but damn it is something.

"Nor have you Gvardiol, still can't keep your mouth shut even when the question isn't for you. Yea sorry I'm asking way too much from you."

Gvaridiol eyes just sparkled and he smirked. The asshole smirked at me and just as he started opening his mouth to reply Toma stepped in.

"OK people before you two kill each other to answer your questions. First, we as in our parents and I and even if we asked you'd say no. And second one mum told you to do it soo..."

"Just because mom told me so you are incapable of doing anything? You know what I don't, I don't care I'm too tired to do this I'll heat the fucking lunch" I turned around without waiting for an answer and went to my room to change to something more comfortable.

Coming down from my room to the kitchen I could still hear them yelling in the living room. "Jebene debilčine, not capable of doing shit and now both of them have to live with me" I started talking to myself since both are still occupied with the game.

"You know it's not nice to talk about people behind their backs." I almost had a heart attack when somebody started talking to me but I was able to compose myself and answer.

"It's not when it's about you plus I didn't lie you both are incapable of living," I said turning around and seeing Gvardiol leaning against the kitchen island with his arms crossed. Damn, he could choke hold me to death with those arms and I'd say thank you.

But before my thoughts could keep going he pushed himself off the island he started walking towards me and stopped in front of me not moving. Holy shit he is tall and only then did I realise he told me something.

"What?"

"I said can you move you're in front of the tap." I could just hear the fucking smirk in his voice.

"Didn't your mom teach you the magic word asshole I think you're forgetting this is still my house so you can't make me do anything?"

His jaw just tighten but then he just smiled. "Could you please move sweetheart I want to pour myself some water?" And without waiting for an answer just reached around me to open the tap and pour himself water.

I immediately took a step backwards disgusted. "Call me sweetheart one more time I will punch you in the face."

"OK OK calm down no need to get your panties in a twist, I just asked nicely as you wanted."

"I didn't tell you to call me sweetheart."

"GVARDIOL YOU HAVE 10 SECONDS TO COME HERE OR I'M STARTING THE GAME!" Toma once again saved his ass before I managed to throw a glass in his head.