Guided by an Old Man (Very Slow Update)

The cause

At the age of 12, my mother and father decided that mini golf would be a great family moment. My older brother thought other wise. He was 16 years old at the time and the only thing he loved was girls, cars, he's bass and me. He thinks I'm just so cool just because I could kick his butt in video games and beat boxing. But that's not the point here.

The main point is when my brother decides to take me to the movies to watch Advenger. Not letting my mother know nor my father. My brother, Liam, took the car. Sometimes i wish we went to mini golf that day. Sometime.

Anyway, we watched Advengers. I mean I didn't understand most of it but it had me dizzy from the amount of action it had. At the end of the movie I fall asleep, so my brother carry's me out to his car to continue to sleep. After that, all I remember is my body being forced out a window. I opened my eyes in pain and saw my brothers car being hit by a truck right after.

I remember the pain being put a side and replaced with fear, gulit, and shook. I could not move. Nor could I breath, due to the fact that there was a metal rod through me. My brother died fast but I was dying slowly.

Today:

"You are staying home this weekend. I get that you live on your own now but you have not seen your own family for 5 years!...hello! Listen to your aunt!"

I was sitting on the couch in my aunts home with my phone in hand but I wasn't really doing anything with it. My aunt just got really angry when I called out to the kitchen. "See you in another five years."

It was a joke..a really bad one.

My aunt stands at the door way od the kitchen and rubs her head in frustration. I haven't seen her in five years because I had college. Simple. Also...

I haven't see you my honey and oats in so long. Why didn't you see her when I told you too!

The old man in my head. Grampa can not keep it in his pants.

"Shit!" I whispered loudly. My aunt May gave me the face of disappointment.

"What did you say young lady! Go to your temporary room!"

Isnt she most dearest when she is angry?

"You are so not helping" I said through my teeth. I smiled at my aunt and started down the stairs to my room. When I opened the door, I could still see my bow and arrows, my brothers video game wall and my DJ SET. I drop my bag beside the entrance and I walked to my bed and played the first mix I have ever made with my brother. It was trouble but it holds memories I dearly loved.

Get off your butt, young lady. You need to find a job in your career!

"Which is????"

My grampa was the greatest man there is and is a pain in my ass. I don't know how but after that car crash. My head was missed up. I wouldn't talk for months on end, didn't go to school. Hardly ate. The image of my brothers death played over and over again. I was trying to find some comfort and for some reason I thought about my grampa a lot. He was alive back then. He would always say.

" I will not leave your side until you start seeing straight. I will not leave your side until you feel great."

He would say that everyday more so when I cried. I love him so. He died six years ago. He started talking to me right after my family buried him.

He's first words:

If only I could sleep with my woman one more time. I still got it! Damn it.