Survivor { R5 fanfiction}

Chapter 25

RYLAND

My eyes blink a bit before they decide to open completly. I yawn and strech out for a long time. I turn around to get up and notice that Ross is staring at me, like... Intensely. So akward. He's kinda freaking me out right now.

"Hum, Ross... What's wrong?"
He blinks a several times to snap out of it and shakes his head.

"No-nothing. Abslolutely nothing."
It's obvious that he's lying. He's pure as the driven snow and has rings under his eyes. He probably didn't sleep a lot this night.

"Are you sure?" I ask, anxious.

"Yeah... Yeah I'm fine don't worry."

I shrug and decide to stand up. It's useless to insist, the answer will be the same. He's my brother after all, I know him well.

Ross sits at the edge of his bed as I open the window, to cool down the room. I turn around and a detail strikes me.

"Why do you have a t-shirt on?!" I half yell, puzzled.

"What do you mean?" My brother frowns.

"You always sleep shirtless, why do you wear a t-shirt?"

"What, we can sleep with what we want now? I just wanted to wear one, don't make a big deal about it." Ross gets up and starts making his bed. Seriouly, he's so weird this morning.

I head to my closet to pull pants on. I'll dress up better after breakfast. I don't have a lot of chores to do today anyway. Well I think. I'll check out.

"Ryland?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you go out for a minute please?" Ross asks me.
Wait, is he trying to get rid of me?

"Why?" I frown.

"I'd like to change."

"So?"

"So I want privacy."

"Dude, I saw you like... A billion times naked."
Ross rolls his eyes and starts pushing me toward the door, surely to make me go out.

"Hey stop, you can't me throw me away like that, it's my room!" I protest, trying to resist.

"Too bad for you, it's also mine." Ross grits his teeth, manages to open and pushes me outside." Now excuse me, I'm gonna change in proper clothes." He me look at me from the bottom to the top, his eyes staying on my washed-out sweatpants and my t-shirt way too wide for me, and slams the door on my face.

I can't believe it. Ross Lynch sacked me. Such a thing never happened in I don't remember how many years of cohabitation.

Who does he think he is?!

I clench my fists and get ready to come back inside. But I hear a clicking that let me know Ross locked the door. What a ...

I roll my eyes and hold back insults. I rather decide to go in the bathroom. Riker is here, brushing his teeth.

"Hey, what's up?" He mumbles when he sees me in the mirror.

"Ross just threw me away!"
Riker frowns, spits in the sink and cleans it and his brushteeth.

"What do you mean by he threw you away?"

"He pushed me out of our room! Just because he wanted to change!" Riker shrugs.

"So what, he wanted some privacy, I don't see the problem."

"That's not a reason! He could have asked kindly, I would ha..."