Karma

Meeting Family

"How are you here—no, what the fuck?!" She exclaimed.

"Hannah. The language." Katy hushed.

I threw my arms up in the air. "I should be asking you that!"

I can tell we radiated such strong hatred for each other because Katy changed the topic. "So you two already know each other?"

I pursed my lips.
"Well then I can easily arrange your marriage then!"

I shook my head violently, like a dog that just got out of a pool.
"No thanks. Miss, do you know that your daughter smokes?"

Katy's jaw dropped open and I arched an eyebrow.
Ah so she doesn't?
Hannah started rambling about how it wasn't true and I wrapped an arm around her.
"Hey Hannah, I didn't even talk about how you bully people yet. At the point where it's basically a blood war. Do you drink too?" I whispered just loud enough for Katy to hear.

Katy's eyes were furious and she yanked Hannah's hair.
"How could you?!"
I laughed gleefully as the mother and daughter fought at each other.
Jun-Seo looked at me like I was crazy, but believe me, I'm having fun.

"Sorry about that." Charlie said, ignoring the two mess.
"They argue and fight each other at least once a day...no matter what happens."

I nodded. "Uh huh..." I said it like it was something interesting.
Which it was because I was the one who started the mess first of all.

Charlie started walking upstairs and motioned us to follow. I felt like we were being put in jail instead of being thanked.
It was also like meeting a girlfriend's parents for the first time.
Except the fact that it was my biological parents too, and that fact that I'm also a loner.

"They're probably watching television." Charlie said. "All of our possessions burned in the fire."

Jun-Seo nodded as we stopped at the door on the right side.
I took a breath in as Charlie opened it.

Here we go...

Jun-Seo and I were about to enter but Charlie stopped us.
"Yeah sorry, I'm just off to get another jacket. This one's all dirty.."

Wow.
I gave him a 'really?' look.
And all along I thought it the goddamn parent's room.

We didn't care anyway and entered the room.
It was a bloody mess, but the room's a decent size.

Charlie slowly took off his dirty jacket and replaced it with a blue one.
He turned around to look at me.

"Huh? What?" I asked.

He pointed to my clothes.
"You might wanna change yours too. You can wear mine. You have to change your shirt, coat, and pants."

I glanced down.
Ah...he's right.
Rips from the knives.
Goddamn, these clothes were so nice.

Charlie buried in his closet to find an outfit.
He stood up to measure me.
"I'm a bit shorter than you but it should be fine. Everything in my house got burned but luckily Miss Katy was able to buy me some new clothes."

I can't believe that I'm gonna wear clothes of the brother I hate the most.
"Yeah it's fine, I don't need it." I said, pushing his hand away.