Broken Souls (AOT/SNK fanfic)

Chapter Fourteen

"why you come here so sudden?" she said as she open her door. She still the same, messy hair, she only wears shirt and panties on regular days.

She lean her body on the edge of the door, blocking the way inside. She look me from head to foot then back to my face while scratching her tummy and head. I sigh in disbelief, is this really my sister? We are a total opposite.

"Is that how you greet your little brother? How mesmerizing." I said, completely annoyed about her attitude. I will never get used to this girl.

Anyway, this girl is my second eldest sister, Levionne (read as "le-vown"), Levionne Rose Ackerman. We were three siblings in the family, My eldest sister is named after our mother, Kutchelle. Her name is Levy Kutchelle Ackerman. and that means I am the youngest, named after our father's favorite book in the bible, LEVITICUS, and his name, Kenny. that's how it became Levi, Levi Ken Ackerman.

We all share same face feature, from hair color, thin eyebrows and lips, small pointed nose, silver irises, and same face expression. If it wasn't for Levy's aging face being a 36 year old working mother of two very cute kids and Rose's long black straight hair being a 32 year old single lady, we can be labeled as 'threeplets'.

"well, you only come to me when you need something. Come your ass in." She said, smirking. She walks away at the front door and drop her self on the couch.

I enter after her and place my shoes on the rack. I room around my eyes on her living room and flash a disgust face. There's clutter everywhere.

Empty food box and chips plastic on the center table, beer and coke bottles under it, magazines and some books shattered around the floor, worn out cloths and shoes. Every area is a mess.

"why you lookin' at my house like you've smelled shit? Go grab your cleaning materials at the kitchen and clean the house if you feel disgust." She said, grabbing a pizza on a box and bite it out. She grab the remote control and turn on her 50" flat-screen TV on the wall.

"Are you drunk again?" I ask her while grabbing an empty grocery plastic and start picking some papers and clutters around her couch where she sits lazily.

"Who cares? I live alone, I earn on my own, I do everything on my own." She said, emphasizing the words "My Own".

Well, Yeah. She was the 'black sheep' of the family. She hates every rule our parents established on us, specially the fix marriage part. She ran away after father decided to fix her with his friend's son, taking all the luxury she have back then and sell it all out so she could start her own coffee shop back in France. After years pass, she sell it to her friend and follow me here in the Philippines. She Invested all her money in a hotel and resort located at Palawan, Earning a lot even without working hard at all.

But, all this years, our family has this big question in our minds, something that bothers me so much.

She's still alone, all alone by her self. We never saw her with a guy or even dated one up until now. She never told us why. Mother tried asking her way back the day Levy Got married to her husband. She always answer it with the same statement.

"I'm happy being free." she always says.

After clearing all the clutter and scrub all the dirt in her living room, I walk to her kitchen and throw the garbage bag on the back of the house, I clean her kitchen as well before I prepare lunch for us.