Faded

Chapter 2 : Fight

"Matt?" A voice was calling him downstairs.

"Matt?"

He paused for a second and trying to remember whose voice was calling him. He recognized it. It was his momma's voice. His mom named Iris. She was just exactly looked like her daughter. They're both sexy and fine looking.

"Matt! Di- Ohh... Supper's ready!" she hesitated down the stairs.

He slowly opened his eyes. He could still feel a drowsiness. He yawned and got up from the bed.

"I'm coming mom!"

He went to the front of the door and suddenly, he saw the closet creaked open. He couldn't see it clearly. He could only see was eyes. Glowing eyes. He always saw that in his nightmares. He felt a sudden terror. He was about to scream when the glowing eyes started to approach him. There is enough light so he could see a figure. A human figure. The switch of the lights was beside of his bedroom door. His hand was searching for the switch in such a hurry. He touched something plastic and pressed it. Click. The light filled up the room. He began to scream when a monster was already in front of him.

The monster was his sister, Julia. She was a 16-year-old girl. She had a medium long brown hair, a pointy nose and a greenish eyes. She was just exactly looked like my mom. Julia laughed hard. Matt looked at her angrily. She's still laughing hard. It's so insulting and annoying to Matt.

"Look at your face! Look how you react." Julia chuckled. She could not said a word because of her laughs.

"But how am I going to see my face if my eyes is part of my handsome face?" Matt asked her with a little bit of sarcasm. Julia didn't answered back. There was a moment of silence. Matt opened the door behind him. Julia fixed and tied her frizzy hair in ponytail.

She walked out from his room until Matt couldn't hear her footsteps anymore. Suddenly, Matt heard a huge thump.

Julia slipped into something squishy, stinky and dirty. She screamed in disgust and embarrassment.

Matt peeked into the door. He saw her sitting on the floor in the hallway. Julia stood up. Matt saw her back were covered with shit. Dog shit. He could smell the stinky shit behind her back.

Our dog, Mr. Grumpy was sitting beside her feet. He was a bulldog with a grumpy face and brown, black and white colored fur. He didn't have a tail too.

"Mr. Stinky face!" Julia shouted. She called our dog Mr. Stinky face because she didn't like its face and she described him as "crooked-mountain face".

Matt hated her for calling him that. Their dog was cute but it depends on the way you described him.

"Karma!" Matt shouted at her and laughed hard. Mr. Grumpy went to Matt as he said that. He was wagging his tail happily side to side. "Good boy, Mr. Grumpy!" Matt petted him and he lay down.

"ARGH! I HATE THAT SHITTY DOG!" she harshly said.

Matt glanced at her quickly then looked at his dog. He scratched his dog's belly 'cause dogs liked it. As he scratched his upper belly part ( near to the chest part), Mr. Grump was scratching it with his back leg but he couldn't reach it. Matt's sister was mumbling as she walked out. She was near to the stairs when she slipped again and slid downstairs. Matt heard a fading thump as she slid down. The final thump was loud.

"UGH!"

Matt laughed, scratched my head and said, "Ugh, I love sliding downstairs with my butt that has a dogshit all over it."

She didn't answered back. She was dead?

Matt looked back at his dog. He petted it again. He seemed to like it. He lay down and started to make a growl as Matt stopped petting him. He made some hand (paw) gestures (gestures like he's begging Matt to scratch his belly or literally he was like pulling Matt's hands towards his belly to scratch it).