Tangled

Chapter 1

Leo POV

"Don't forget son. I have suffered your ears with my preaching. You are just finishing college here. If it's still uncomfortable, you can move back to Miami" my dad pleads for the last time.

I just nodded in reply. I had actually thought things were gonna be easy. This past weeks, my dad had cautioned me severally on my anger. He almost made me attend anger resolving classes.

Now in the next 1 hour we will be in California. There were so many memories I buried there. It had been the beginning of my hatred for life. California is the land of sorrow for me. It just reminds me of how much I had been hurt.

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Over thirty minutes now, I can't still reel off my anger. I breathe in and out again, but it's just another failed attempt. I wine the widow down. Staring out, I see people  laughing and chatting, everything seeming in place. Everything but my heart. My heart is throbbing and I feel very vulnerable. A feeling I had buried with hatred of the world. I knew coming back to Carli would just create more problems, but I needed it, more than anything. I needed it for my future and it was my only option. I gritted my teeth at the thought of me being subdued to this shi*t.

"Son we here, get the bags and don't forget all I said. Please we can make this work"

But that was the problem, we couldn't. It was as if all the anger cooling sessions, pleads, and so on were tossed in the air plane ✈.  I just nodded as usual and my dad sighed.
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I get all the bags down from the cab.  And my dad is waiting for me, before he presses the door bell. It doesn't even ring for two seconds before it is swung open, like the person had been waiting behind the door all day.

My dad hugs the woman for a brief moment before pecking her on the forehead. Like a form of reassurance. She turns to me and the next thing she says takes my anger over board.

"Leo, welcome,I have missed you so much...... " she says but I cut her off immediately.

"Don't you dear call me that, you lost the right to 14 years ago" I growl in total rage.... Crushing all the hopes she has.

The sound of one's fist connecting with the wall interrupts the current unpleasant moment. Following the noise, I see my dad looking furious than ever.

After approximately  seven seconds he says,  "Son, take the bags up and go greet your sister" he says calmly, all traces of anger gone.

Those are the things I love most about my dad, he has extreme control of his anger, one minute he is flaming next he is smiling, he is my role model.

I pick up the bags and scroll down the hall way, the house is very nice, exquisite and we'll furnished, decor amazing. I love admiring classic decors, I mean what could beat it.

Lost in my thoughts, I am brought back to reality when I am swat really hard at the back. Turning my back I am face to face with my sister. Who is as red as a pumpkin😊, her smile is so big and her eyes are flashing hints of relished joy.... I just smile back and capture her in a warm embrace, at least before she squeezes the life out of me in a really tight hug.

"You are so stupid, you know that right. You didn't even bother informing  me" she says her voice high pitched and filled with excitement.

"Ooh bugaboo, why can't I suprise you. You gotta boyfriend you are hiding from big bro".

"No you idiot, I prefer when I am told by the person himself than another. Let's go to your room,  I'll  help you with the bags."

My sister is 17, she is a fresher at CSU(Carlifornia State University). She gets extremely cheeky around me and she loves me so much, we have been through a lot and we stood by each other through thick and thin.