The Letter He Wrote On A Piece Of Paper

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4. The Letter He Wrote On A Piece Of Paper

My sleep was disturbed when I heard the loud banging of the door from downstairs. so I hurried my way down and found out that it was my brother, himself. it was in the middle of the night already. I wonder why he came home just now. Well, earlier as he promised me the other day that he would take me to school but then when dismissal came he said he can't take me home again. It didn't made me worry at all since Leslie walked home with me. as soon as I open the door that's when I saw a drunk Lucas standing on the front porch of our house. the moment our eyes meet I swear he looks like a zombie. I tried to grope for his hand and lead him in when he fell on the floor the moment he stepped inside the house. I didn't bother on turning the lights on because I don't want to wake our parents. no wonder they didn't wake up from their sleep earlier when Lucas bangs on the door. I heard him groan a few times and that's when I tried to crouched down beside my brother and whisper in his ears,

 

 

 

"Wake up Lucas! I can't let mom and dad see you later on lying on the floor. now get your lazy butt up"

 

To what I said he immediately respond to it by standing on his own two feet, trying to balance his weight. I could see how his feet wobbled from the dark and I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him. soon I immediately lock the door and take his arms on my shoulders.

 

"Thanks Isabella" he mumbled in between his hicups

 

And so we already took a few steps to the stairs. I was having a hard time carrying his weight with me. he keeps on slipping down y grip whenever he felt like sleeping. my shoulders hurt by the time we reached the last step and head to his room. I tuck him to bed as soon as I saw him sat down on his bed. I released a sigh of relief looking at my brother sleeping so soundly. I even sing him a song cause I felt like it. a smile drew his face when I finished. I smiled seeing him like that and so I tiptoad my way out. I made sure that he wasn't going to be bothered with me leaving. but it did backfired when I saw him sat up straight then heading inside of the bathroom. I hear his disgusting sounds as he puked later on I heard water hitting the basin. this time I wait for Lucas to get back to his bed and that's when I heard him call out for my name.

 

 

"Isabella?"

 

"Yes?"

 

"I kind of need to change clothes could you help me with that?" he said with a sniff as he crawl back to his bed

 

Without even saying a thing I immediately made my way to one of his cabinets and pulled one of his shirts. the next thing I do is help my older brother change his clothes. he smelled of alcohol and it smelled awful. after that Lucas gave me a smile and pulled me into one of his tight hugs then finally let go off me as soon as I felt his body crash down to his bed.

 

The next morning as I flutter my eyes open that's when I remember Rome's epress mail to me as he have called it the other day. so I reached for my bag which is on y bed side table. as I rammage through my stuffs that's when my hands touched the crumpled paper. the moment I unfold it I began reading.

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