random shit and thoughts

Tuesday Nov 21: Ethan

Get home from work,
Something is off on my brother Ethan's expression.
He must have had I fight with my mom or something.
I thought to myself.
It was obvious he was angry.

Time passed, I help my mom load in some packages. One of them being very heavy.
"Oh! This is evans printer!" My mom says.
Great. Like Ethan needs to be bought another 500$ piece of machinery.
I help her lift it in, and my mom calls him down to show him.
still angry.
I watch him get slightly calmer as he examines the package.
"I don't know how I can get this up the stairs." He mumbles.
"Why cant you do it in the basement? You have a desk." My mom said.
"Yeah, but I have all my things ready up there. Whatever, I can do it myself."
"I'll help!" I exclaim.
I slowly get a grip on the corner side of the package,
Before getting yelled at "stop it!" By Ethan.

Before I raise up, a slap hits the side of my face.
I stand up, absolutely stunned. Shocked.
My mom yells at him. "What the hell Ethan!? She was just helping! Hand me your phone."
I stand there, still confused.
"Fine, i won't help then." I walk up the stairs, pissed.
"Yeah, don't help him." My mom says taking my side for once.
A red mark stains my cheek, tears begin to form before quickly fading when getting ready to take a shower.

What the fuck did I do?