Behind Smirks

Bimbo- Behind Smirks (3)

Nora

8:13 am

"Nora!" I hear in my ear (that rhymed) "NORA, Get Up we start school in 17 minutes you are going to be LATE!" my brother shouts blowing my ear drums out. I groan. Crying really does make you groggy. Urgh. How am I going to be able to face that dumb ass? 

I run down the stairs dragging an old Ramones t-shirt over my shoulders, stepping into my ripped jeans almost falling to my death about 5 times. Being late seems to be a new schedule for me. 

"Hey shithead" I say to my brother that is eating his cereal out of a freaking salad bowl. I don't get it. He eats like a fucking cow and doesn't gain any weight. Where as if I just smell a piece of chocolate I gain 5 kilo's. 

"Love you too sis!" he replies with a fake smile. He continues eating his damn cereal out of his salad bowl. 

"So, I haven't talked to you in a while, how's it going?" I feel bad for my brother. We are always so close, but I have been distant, with my dad's death. I really care for my brother even though he can be a pain in the ass at times. It feels like ever since my father's death we are living in a world of oblivion. We are oblivious from anything. It feels like everyone is scared of oblivion.

"It's good, I miss my sister." he says, a sad smile cracking his features. My heart breaks a little more. It is weird to see my brother like this, so raw and heart broken. It reminds me of how I saw Alec yesterday. I push those dark thoughts to the deepest, darkest room in my mind and lock them there and throw the key away.

"I miss you too, but anyways moving on" I sigh trying to hopelessly change the subject, "How's it going with Lydia huh?" I ask my brother wiggling my eyebrows up and down.

My brother and Lydia have had this thing for a long time, it's a sort of love/hate relationship. One moment they are shouting at each other, the next thing you know they are making out on the couch in the living room (yes that has actually happened multiple times). My brother is 18 months younger than me and Lydia. He is 16, while me and Lydia are 17 almost 18. So yeah they have pretty much been like this since the first time I brought Lydia to our house. My brother was obviously fascinated with the cute pigtailed 5 year old with the bright eyes. Ever since that day I'm almost 100% sure that he is hopelessly in love with her and vice versa . It's quite cute actually they are both the most observant people that I know, but yet they are still so oblivious of the feelings that they have for each other. It is so obvious to me and everyone around them, but they just don't seem to notice.

I hope one day they'll notice because they keep hurting each other over and over again. It sucks because I hate seeing my best friend and brother hurt each other even when they are so obviously in love with each other.

"Urgh, you know she called me last night" my brother groaned, dragging his hands over his face. A shade of light pink tinting his cheeks. NAWWW. My baby brother's blushing. I can't help the smirk that rises up my face it's just too cute. Haha I love seeing my brother in his embarrassing moments.

"Well yeah so she called me and was all like "Oh sorry wrong person" and I was like "Who were you going to call?" and she's like "Oops sorry is this Blake? I was supposed to call Kyle" Blake says trying to imitate Lydia's voice by being high pitched and swinging his arms around more than necessary, it is quite amusing "and I'm just like "Who the fuck is Kyle?" I was obviously jealous and she was obviously trying to make me jealous, I bet Kyle's not even real," he took a deep breath through his rant crossing his arms like a 5 year old "I mean, she obviously knows that I have feelings for her, I couldn't be more obvious I swear. But NO she obviously rather choose Kyle a-" 

I cut him off before he could continue his long rant about the girl he was madly in love with. I hope one day a guy will be able to love me as much as my brother loves Lydia.