Chapter 6

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After some more talking, the women told me her name. She told me to call her...Aunt...Cass. She led me up some stairs when she came to a door. Opening the door, she revealed the weirdest looking room I'd ever seen.

There were metal parts scattered around the room while the walls were painted blue. The ceiling was at a slant. A computer sat at a desk and there was a bed sitting in the middle. The was a divider that was on the side of the room.

Aunt Cass led me over to the desk where a boy sat.

He had black fluffy messed up hair and brown eyes. A navy blue sweatshirt hung on his desk chair. A red T-shirt and some beige capris. Looking up a moment, his eyes meet mine when he looks away coldly.

Aunt Cass motions her hand out to the boy when she chirps, "This is my nephew Hiro! He's 14." Nodding I hold my hand out politely. "Nice to meet you, Hiro." He just clicks his tongue and looks away, shoving my hand away in the process.

"Why are you here?" He says coldly.

Sighing I narrow my gaze on him as Aunt Cass stands there a bit shocked.
"It's not like I wanted to be here but I'm still going to accept the hospitality." He clicks his tongue once again by my response as he just goes back to his computer.

Aunt Cass just sighs as she leads me to a mattress on the side of the room. There are a blanket and a few pillows. "Here's your bed. I'm sorry it's not much but it was last minute." I thank her as she goes downstairs.

Tadashi comes up and opens the door as he comes in. I sit down on my bed as I set my bag beside me. Pulling my phone out, I look at my background.

It's a picture of me and my two brothers. My brothers were the best thing I ever had in my life. Always on tests, they always gave me confidence. Always there on my hardest days. And they had to be taken away.

I remember when someone came to the door. He looked at the age to be in college. And he looked a bit like mom. My mother had come to the door and started screaming at him to leave and never come back again. He had quickly left and I hadn't seen him since.

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