We Belong Together

Chapter Two

Andrew's POV

Yesterday was really horrible. My brothers and my sister caught me jumping with no reason. It's so crazy and awkward.

***Yesterday Morning in Kitchen***

"What are you doing?" Raphael yelled at me.

"HAHAHA... You know what Andrew? You look like a kid... Jumping twice, thrice while receiving a lollipop? Ha! Hilarious." Nigel butted in.

"Indeed, and now she dropped off the lollipop thing, that made her cry. HAHAHA."
Claudia added.

I always listen and accept their words, I can't fight who's older than me, I respected them. Since Claudia turned thirteen, they always get rid of me. I don't know why. Maybe I did something wrong when I was younger.

I saw Raphael pacing infront of me. He poked Claudia and Nigel for teasing me. "Hey, you two. Could you please stop saying awful words to her. If you do it again, I'll slap your face a hundred times!!!" Raphael threatened them. He's really angry when he scolded them.

"Oh, a hero defended her. Look Raphael, I may be younger than you... But I'm not scared of you." Nigel said confidently.

"I'm not scaring you... Maybe you're guilty that I might scare you." Raphael talk back.

"I'm not." Nigel replied.

"Yes you are." Raphael was really angry.

"No... I'm... Not!" Nigel walk closer to Raphael as he push him towards me.

"Yes... You... Are!" Raphael continued.

"Fine! I'm done here. Come on Nigel."
Claudia as well as Nigel left.

"Are you okay Andrew?" Said Raphael while carressing my cheeks. He also wiped off my tears that fell down instantly.

"You know what Raphael? Why don't you ask yourself first?" I said to him while having a seat. "What?" He asked. I heaved a sigh to continue my words. I'm just lucky that Mom and Dad weren't here. For sure they'll get mad of the two.

"I can't stand this anymore, I always got used to it. I often cry, sometimes smile. I really can't live their words... Then you're here defending me... Always. I don't want you to get hurt too. Claudia insults, Nigel always butts in... Or Vice Versa." I cried to him as he sits and carress my back, comforting me.

"Andrewella. You know if you give up, you'll never reach your dream. And don't worry about me. I can manage, I am the eldest... It is my duty to help and defend you." He advised me.

"What do you mean I can't reach my dreams if I gave up on them? They don't even help me to live it, they just do such things to stop me." Now I faced him. He suddenly let go of my back and switch to his forehead. I can see that he was confused of what I said.

"I said, You'll never reach your dreams if you gave up on simple things like this. In your life, there will be trials... Harder trials... Tough situations that you might encounter. So if you easily gave up on this, how about for tougher?" Raphael again advised me.

Trials? Yes the two of them were trials. Raphael was right I must stand firm and be courageous for my dreams, since I don't enter school.

"You were right. I must be tougher. And ignore them..." I said. Realizing of what he just said.

"Yes that's my little sis. Give me a hug." He proudly hugged me. But he immediately let go.

"Wait a second..."

"Why?" I said.

"I just want to ask you why you were jumping awhile ago?" He laugh so hard. And look at me.

"What? That crazy moment? Oh please Raph... Don't ever mention it again. It was so embarrassing." I smiled at him.

"Okay... Okay... So you dreamt of something?" He opened it again.

"Yeah... How did you know?"

"Andrew... It's obvious." He said.

"I've been dreaming of myself with a huge room. And I..." I cut off my statement as I laugh so loud.

"What?" He was laughing too and continued. "You're jumping on a kingsize bed?" We laugh together as Mom and Dad came out.

"The eldest and the youngest? What with us sweethearts?" Mom said as she pinch my cheeks.

"They were planning to attack the two." Dad added.

"Mom... Dad... We just telling of something." Raphael said.

"Like what?" Dad asked.

"Oh... Don't... Ever..." As I continue to speak Raphael butted in.

"Like how Andrew jumps over a kingsize bed."

***Present***

"Come on Andrew we need to harvest now." Dad encouraged me to hurry up. I wore blue longsleeves and black worn out jeans. Just one more thing and I'm ready. I pick up my backpack hanging behind my bedroom door. This day I'll help dad to harvest tomatoes in Mrs. Grims' Farm. I was so excited because I will see Billie again, Mrs. Grims daughter.

Billie is my best friend since I was ten. We first met on his mother's farm and at exactly when Dad starts to work in. It's been exactly two years when we met and we have to celebrate it after helping my father out.

"Andrew better be in a hurry." Dad reminded me again. I checked my bag and it's conplete. Hand Gloves for harvesting, face towel, a ponytail and extra clothes. I came out of my room and saw Dad outside.

"Finally, my girl is done." Dad teased me. "Your things already complete?"

"Yes Dad. I'm ready." I walked away as he pulled me back. I got hurt a little.

"That was hurt Dad." I faced him as he handed me a sandwhich.

"You forgot to eat breakfast my dear. Your Mom made this. Finish it." He commanded me.

"Oh. Thanks Dad."

"As always my lady." He teased me again. He walks through the garage and prepare our vehicle, an old beetle car. We were ready to go when I saw Billie and Mrs. Grims in front of us.

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by: mariehelizabeth of (@tonymarieh)