Emotionally Inexpressive

Chapter 6: first sight first love?? More like First Sight-nothing

Ignore what just happened Iman.

Just ignore it.

You have work to do.

Priorities first.

Takes me ten minutes to relax and get my dads saddens out of my mind. Then I am back to doing work. Clearly I will have to redecorate my room on my own. God this is too much work. At least it's a Saturday and I will have enough time to get organised for school.

Fuck. Just thinking about it get me back to sadness again.

No.

Back to Earth Iman.

Priorities first remember Iman.

My mind bounces me back to normal mood. My number one priority is to cover this empty wall of this room.

I go down stairs to get my boxes that contained all of my pictures and anything that you hang on the walls.
As I am going down the stairs Nathan's smiling face stands down at the end of the stairs holding two of my boxes.

"You know we have a back garden?" He says climbing up as if he doesn't see me wanting to pass.

"What a gentleman you are Nathan" I say jokingly. Giving him way to pass he says back-

"These are your boxes you can thank me later" i inwardly say thanks but not thanks in my head whilst rolling my eyes at him.

"My room is over there-" I say pointing to it.
"You can just put them on the floor" I turn my back to him to get my other boxes and say "don't touch anything"

In the living room are my boxes and Julian's rubbish. When I say rubbish I mean like legit cluster. This dude didn't get the memo when mom said to only pack important staff. Plus he doesn't seem to be unpacking anything. Guessing he's waiting someone else to do it for him.

At some point in our childhood he used to make me do his cleaning and chores and he would give me money in return. I know what you are thinking. You are so stupid for doing that but hay. Don't blame me. My brother is 20 and I am 16. I was young and naive okey?

Plus I don't blame him for being like this. My mom spoiled him. First child is the most loved one. This has turned my brother into and ASS. Sometimes I wonder when he will ever grow up. What surprise me the most is just how even my dad won't even go tough on him to set him straight.

I just shake my head and grab my boxes and head for my room.
"Honey don't forget to get your bike from the car" my mom says from the kitchen

"What? Is it still hanging from the car?" I say shocked. What if someone stole it.

"Yes and you can put it in in the back garden." As soon as my mom says that I drop my boxes.

"You can't expect everything to be done for you" Julian says from his seat.

"Do you want to die?" I say to him.

"I do t think you are in a position to be talking to people Julian." My dad says to him whilst pointing at his belongings on the floor.

"I'll get it for you honey" my dad offers.

"No it's okey, I get it" I say and dash out of the house.

My bike is till attached to the back of the car. I also notice that one of the car doors is unlocked with the keys are in the ignition.

What in the world is wrong with my family?

I open the already open door and get the keys, then fully close the door by slamming it hard. Then I make sure all the other doors are properly closed.