Love Or lust?

Chapter 12: Asshole

I wake up to the sound of footsteps in the room, i open my eyes and finds Amelia, brushing her teeth and walking back and forth in the room.

*Aren't you supposed to be in there? I ask her, pointing in the direction of the bath room.
She doesn't reply and just keeps brushing her teeth. Good morning to you too.

I stand, stretching out a little bit and then walk towards the bag i had packed my toiletries in, to get my toothbrush. I rummage for a while before I find it and i go inside the bath room to commence my brushing.

I was done in a minute and i come out and close the door behind me. Amelia was done also, and she stood across her bag, trying to get off the tight gown she had worn on our way here.
I chuckle lightly and she turns to glare at me.

10 minutes after, we were refreshed and ready to start the day.
My stomach grumbles for emphasis and Amelia chuckles.

"I am as famished as you are" she sighs and continues"Time to eat"

Which means going down the stairs. I really didn't feel comfortable in this house, they're nice and all, but for some odd reason i didn't feel comfortable.

Amelia goes first and i follow behind her, walking silently so as not to draw unwanted attention towards us.

We take the final stair and come down. They're all seated in the sitting room as usual and as usual I don't see the boys there, which means they are currently in the kitchen. They are always in the kitchen.

We greet everyone, after which Xavier's mom  steers us towards the kitchen to get breakfast.
I don't see Diego, maybe he is still asleep.

We step into the, Amelia in front, and as usual the kitchen is occupied, with the boys.
Diego is chatting happily with Karen. So they are friends now.

" Hi sis" he says to us and returns to his talk with Karen. Karen stops to send a small smile my way.
Xavier is on his phone as usual, and his head is bent towards it. He's wearing a dark Adidas short that reaches his knee, and a grey turtle neck sweater. If he wasn't sure a dog, i would have confessed to him looking nice.

I see aunt Felicia and go over to greet her, she gives me her usual smile and gestures for me to sit. She's making spaghetti and meatballs, and it smells absolutely delicious.

I sit on the only empty chair, which unfortunately is next to Karen. He doesn't seem to notice.
Diego gets a call and he goes out to pick up, and Karen strolls over.

"What's up with you?" He asks, leaning on the counter. I don't feel comfortable with him this close, but I disregard the feeling and try to play nice. He's wearing a dark purplish shirt that has the word' motherfucker' on it, and a black Jean pants. He must have taken his bath because he smells like musk.

"I'm good,had a great night and all" I reply and wave in the air for emphasis. He chuckles, and a particular dog gets off his phone to stare at him. His eyes narrow when he spots me, and then it narrows even more when he takes note of how close i was sitting.

Stupid mutt.