Rotten Affection

Rotten Affection Ch. 5

Mother of God this chapter was horrible. This whole story was! Why did I put off fixing it for so long?

Chapter 5

We spent a few weeks without speaking to eachother. I never got to know the real reason why he had been so upset about Luna moving in. I wrote about it all over my journal. The pain I felt not being able to speak to my own brother. The way he made me feel when I was around him. I didn't even know I experiences these feelings until the night he had kissed me. Apparently that had exposed some major subconcious stuff that was going on in my brain. You'd think I would of known that I was feeling anything in the first place. But I guess I'm just that naive.

In a way it sort of showed it self in the hate that I felt towards the girls he would bring home. Remember when I said he liked challenges? Well this was definitely a challenge. I didn't like it at all. What was even worse was that I thought he was winning. I dont even know how this turned into a game. First it was a pact. Now its this thing between us where we cant talk to eachother other wise we lose? I dont really understand it. But theres a lot of things I'm really noticing this month that I dont understand. If this is God's way of entertainment, then screw him.

Luna has moved in also and having her children in the house has made my life much more hectic. Most of the rooms upstairs are taken up now and I have to share my bathroom. Sometimes Ronnie's friends come over and he plays video games with them, but they're constantly snacking. Of course Jesse finds this entertaining and humorous. There we go again with his twisted humor.

Ive had to find the toilet in my bathroom clogged 3 times by Ronnie or one of his friends. Don't get me wrong I love Luna and her children to death, but its like they have taken over the entire household. I was going to crack soon if I didn't down some ground rules. So I called in Ronnie, and Jr. for a meeting sort of thing.

"Look guys, I know you just moved in and everything. And its quite a change. But you can't keep on doing what you are. You can't keep having so many friends over." I said, directly looking at Ronnie. He looked down, not wanting to look me in the eye. "And you cant keep screaming every morning with your little video games." This was directed to both of them. I would have called in Jesse to tell him I would be setting some ground rules, but if I did, I lost. "And last, but not least, unclog the toilet when you use it!"

That was what had frusturated me the most. Even though it was my own personal bathroom, I had to share it with the kids since we only had 3 bathrooms upstairs. The rest were downstairs, and apparently everyone was too lazy to go downstairs. I heard them chuckle under their breathe and I rolled my eyes.

After my little conversation I had with the boys, I went downstairs to get a snack. I hadn't eaten since breakfast and I was starving. It made me wonder what time it was, so I looked at the clock. 7:00? PM? Wow, time sure flies fast when your not having fun, I thought. I made my way to the kitchen in search of Luna. Where was that woman? She usually has dinner done by now. I haven't seen her all day though. She's been a bit flaky since she started living here. She wasn't as involved with us as she used to be. It made me wonder what was wrong.

I found some leftover from yesturday and I thanked the fact that she lived here for once. If she lived here that meant she didnt have to leave with the leftovers. I warmed up the lasagna in the microwave and sat there watching it like a hungry animal. I heard the beep signaling my delicious food was done. YES! Man I loved Luna's food.

As I walked out of the kitchen with my mouth full of lasagna, I bumped into something. Being my clumsy self, I spilled my whole plate on that person's shirt. I looked up and realized who it was. Jesse. You could see the rage in his eyes as he looked down at his faforite shirt. His Incredibles shirt that read "NO CAPES!" It was now smeared with red sauce and cheese. Along with his now stained shirt. there was broken plate all over the floor.

It made me giggle in a way, that he couldn't scream at me. Because that meant he would lose. I watched him as his mouth twitched, dying for it to speak the magical words that he would use to tell me off. I felt amused. I may have been the one who had walked into him, but to see that expression on his face was priceless. And thats whe the idea hit me. I was going to use everything in my power to get him to talk to me.

No matter what it took. No matter all the times I would have to humiliate him. I would get him to burst something out to me whether he liked it or not. And as I walked away, with another plate of lasagna in my hands, I saw his look of confusion. He had no idea what would be coming to him. And for once it felt good to be the one who wasn't confused. I liked it that way. And I knew he didnt. Which made it all the more pleasing.