Here I Am

No where to run part 2.

Juan's pov

I stormed in the house cursing in Spanish. I was furious. I was so upset I'm pretty sure steam was coming out of my ears.

"Papá!" I yelled. He came out of our million dollar kitchen into our million dollar living room.

"What is it Juan?"

"Why the hell did my brand new 2014 Jaguar get taken by repo?"

"Because Juan,where going bankrupt, I have to sale the house, the yact,the beach house  and some of our cars for us to have something for us to live off of till I can find some stable income."

"What do you mean bankrupt?" I asked,I could feel the crease in my forehead getting deeper.

"Just what I said Juan, we're broke."

"But Papá, that's not fair. I just got that Jag Yesterday! What car will I drive."

"I don't know Juan you only have 5 other cars."

"Papá now is not the time for sarcasm."

"Yes Juan, and now is not the Time for a bitch fit, choose one cuz you can only keep one car, you worried about a damn car when you should be asking 'hey Dad where are we going to live ? What can I do to help?' And instead you worried bout a damn car!"

"I only get to keep  one car? What the hell Papá?"

"You're still thinking about a damn car?. Juan,start packing your shit,we're moving tonight."

"Que?Dios...Where are we moving to?"

"To your abuelita's  old house. The one she left to us in her will in Detroit."

"Detroit? Papá that's the worlds murder capital... I could like... I could like die!?"

"Hopefully they kill you soon,get out of my face Juan."

I huffed agitated stomping up to my room. Boxes we're waiting for me in my too already. I wanted to cry. This was an outrage.

I started packing my important things, like my laptop, tablet,Ipod, my Beats. I start putting my clothes in suit cases, unworn Loui ,Gucci,Prada,Armani, Tom Ford, Ralph Lauren, My burberry,Michael Kors, collection, My A&F, I had alot of things I never wore,including shoes,  I sighed. Grabbing my GS4, taking pictures putting them on insta earning thousands of double taps in seconds, I had over 15k followers. My little brother Pj burst into my room.

"Are you done packing?" I asked miserably.

"Yeah, I packed my Xbox 1 and playstation 4, and my Wii U."

"What else?"

"What else do I need?"

"Maybe your clothes, shoes,you dick."

"Aren't we getting new ones?"

"No, we're bankrupt you imbecile,no more shopping trips, no more getting your games before they release,no more beach house, no more yact none of that we're moving to Detroit are you understanding that PJ?"

"No more games before the release date? Oh no! This is a catastrophe! Papá!!!!" PJ screamed before running out my room.

" Juan help Sanchez pack up his things." My Dad said coming in my room shortly after Pj ran out.

"Why must I help him?"

"Because your the oldest."

I sighed not disobeying orders before going to help my Youngest brother Sanchez pack his things.