You must be crazy; l.h

E l e v e n

It had just passed 1:00pm and Megan and Tori had been gone since 11:00. I don't blame them for leaving earlier, I've done nothing but sulk all morning. The only good thing about this morning is that I woke up with a repaired phone because my brother secretly loves me. Although they say that me sulking has nothing to do with them leaving and they would stay if i wanted them to, I just wanted to be alone if I'm honest.

I swirl the spoon around in my bowl of corn flakes, i didn't really have an appetite at the minute.

"Are you gonna eat that or just play with it?" Micheal asks as he scrubs the worktops. I push the bowl forward and grab my phone, unlocking it to reveal five new text messages from Luke, not including the ones I've already opened.

Luke: goodmorning :) x

Luke: are you okay?

Luke: madison?

Luke: i know you're reading these, you have your read receipts on.

Five new messages .

Luke: am i missing something here?

Luke: did i do something wrong?

Luke: okay seriously, why are you ignoring me?

Me: stop texting me, i dont want anything to do with you

Luke: are you kidding me?

Luke: fine, two can play that game.

I roll my eyes, locking my phone only to notice Micheal hovering over my shoulder. "Were you reading my messages?" I cross my arms and he raises his eyebrows

"Whats going on with you two?" He asks and he takes a bite of his apple.

"Why are you being nosey?" I ask, rotating in my seat.

"Why are you ignoring his messages?" He sits down on the stool beside me and i stand up.

"Because all your friends are exactly the same." I say lowly then walk out of the kitchen. As i walk up the stairs i feel his presence behind me causing me to huff and stop in my tracks. "What do you want?"

"I want you to answer my fucking question. What has he done?" He yelled causing me to flinch.

I let out a heavy breath, turning to face him. "Some girl answered his phone last night. Happy now?" I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned all of my body weight onto my left leg.

He didn't say anything, only stared for a few seconds then suddenly rushed out of the house. I know that walk anywhere, its his angry walk and i did not want to see him angry at the minute.

I chased after him, yelling his name but he completely ignored me and stormed towards his car. "Micheal will you fucking drop it?" I leaned on his car window as he climbed in the drivers side, slamming the door behind him.

"Im not dropping shit." He started the engine and looked over at me with raging eyes. "Well are you just going to stand there or are you going to get in the car?" He asked me, his voice laced with anger. I stand for a few more moments and without thinking i climbed into the passenger seat of his car. As soon as i shut the door he reversed out of the driveway and raced down the street.

I tug at my seatbelt forcefully with fear of how fast he was going. Why on earth did this bother him so much? If anything you would think i'd be the one facing through the streets of Australia searching for that fucker but strangely, of all people it was my brother who 'hates' me so much.