The Love One Has for his Brother

Futureless

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"Kaziah"
Someone was calling my name but I didn't respond.
"Kaziah!"
I slowly opened my eyes to find my Aunty looming over my bed.
I laughed sarcastically.
"Good morning to you too"
"I'm going out for the day. The boys will be with me so you don't have to worry about them"
"Okay"
She turned around before leaving the room.
"Our next door neighbour Joyce just moved here from Suburbia two days ago"
Where the hell was Suburbia?
"She needs a hand with a few boxes so if you wouldn't mind I'll really appreciate it if you helped out"
I sighed softly.
"Yeah, sure"
I honestly couldn't be bothered with life let alone helping someone out with their box dilemma. I just wanted to eat ice cream and watch informercials (it's the only thing that they really show on T.V around here).
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After lying in my bed for almost and hour, I finally built the will power to get up.
I changed into my favourite pair of overalls, leaving my black bra underneath exposed.
It wasn't a fashion statement just a 'I can't be bothered finding a clean t-shirt' statement.

I wanted to get the whole 'helping hand' thing out of the way so I went and knocked on her door.
A lady with frizzy orange hair and bee stung looking lips answered the door.
"Hey there I'm here to help out with your boxes"
A big grin spread across her face.
"Why, you must be Kaziah"
I noticed that she had a thick southern accent.
I smiled sheepishly.
"What is it exactly that you need help with?"
"I managed to move the boxes myself but please do come in anyway"
I smiled at her request. This is probably better than eating ice cream and watching infomercials.

Her home was still bare but somehow it held a strong sense of character and personality.
"Have you ever tried ambrosia salad before?"
I shook my head politely wondering what it was.
"Well your gonna love it. Especially my one. Here take this home with you."
She thrusts a big tin foiled bowl into my hands.
"Thank you, you shouldn't have really"
"No it was my pleasure"
I turned around and headed for the door.
"Kaziah, do you mind if I tell a little story?"
I stopped dead in my tracks.
I didn't want to but it was the least I could do after she made....well whatever it was she made.
"No not all"
She gestured for me to sit on one of the boxes in her living room.
"Have you ever found your self falling in love with someone different and strange?"
I shook my head not really understanding her question.
"Well good because it's horrible"
I sat there not really knowing wether or not she was finished with her 'story'.
"I once fell in love with a man who lived on top of a hill. He was disconnected from the rest of us"
I looked at her confused.
"That doesn't seem strange to me. It seems as though he liked being alone"
She shook her head.
"No it wasn't that it was the fact that he had....scissor hands"
I sat there trying not to laugh.
Okay this lady is crazy.
"His name was Edward and he gave me the second most thrilling experience of my life"
I stood up trying to send her the message that I wanted to go.
It obviously didn't work.
"Do you wanna know what he did?"
I shook my head and pretended to look like I was in a rush to go somewhere.
"I would love to hear about it but I'm afraid I gotta go and get the washing. Its gonna rain soon"
She looked at me puzzled.
"But it's summ-"
I was already making my way to the door.
"See you around! Thanks for the salad!"
I ran back home shutting the door behind me.
"That's one crazy neighbour"
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I sat on my bed happily eating a bowl of the ambrosia salad when my Aunty came into my room red eyed and puffy.
"Aunty! Are you alright? What's wrong?"
She sat next to me and buried her head into her hands.
"What have I done?"
She barely whispered it.
"Aunty, I didn't hear what you sai-"
"Kaziah..... I'm pregnant"
A big grin spread across my face.
I embraced her tightly, enveloping her in my happiness.
"Have you told Uncle yet?"
She froze under my touch making it seem as though I was hugging a statue.
"Aunty, have you told Unc-"
"He isn't the father..."
I laughed nervously.
"What do you mean?"
"The child doesn't belong to him..... it belongs to G-Gilbert"
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Hey Guys! Did you notice my little Edward Scissorhands reference(: This chapter has definitely started something ...DUN DUN DAHH! *cues dramatic music* Hope you guys like it though(:
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