My P.O.V--i really hate my brother

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My P.O.V

I woke up with the worse headache ever.

M: Fuck

Aar: oh good you’re up

I groaned as I got up slowly, but was forced down my Aaron’s hand on my shoulder

Aar: you probably won’t want to do that?

I nodded but then I remembered what happened?

M: WHY THE FUCK DID YOU KNOCK ME OUT

I said at random, which made Aaron jump.

Aar: well you attack Logan and then you started getting out of control. I mean it’s just an animal, sweetheart

I punched him and ran out, going through the stairs like a mad man.

M: WHERE IS HE?

I shouted, when I saw my dad on the sofa

Das: where’s who pumpkin

M: the wolf, where is it?

Dad: it’s locked up in the cell

M: WHAT? IT’S HURT… YOU GOT TO HEAL IT

My dad signed and got up

Dad: honey, I know you love animals and all but it attack you. I had nothing else to do but I have to put it down

M: NO YOU CAN’T DO THAT. HE DIDN’T MEAN IT

Dad: and how would you know that?

M: BECAUSE I JUST KNOW

I ran to the kitchen and somehow found a first aid kit. I ran outside and found Logan shooting hoops, but its dark out

M: hey

He looked at me and nodded

M: sorry about the uh… attack their

L: don’t sweat it sis, I’m grateful I don’t have to be worried about guys hitting on you. That’s one job I don’t have to do

I frowned but shook it off anyway

M: where do you guys put the wolf?

L: alright, that’s one job I have to worry about. Why do you care Moriah, it’s just a stupid animal that attack you?

M: I don’t care, it’s hurt and I want to help it. Where is it?

I put my hands on my hips and he signed.

L: fine, but I’m going with you

M: I don’t need a babysitter Logan, I am 17

Logan put the ball down and walked up to me

L: So what if you are 17, you’re still my little sister and I don’t want to lose you

I signed and he hugged me. I hugged back, but it wasn’t awkward though.

M: fine, let’s go

He nodded and led me to a shack. I frowned as he opened it, which only tools where there.

M: um Logan

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