Katelyn's Brother (MyStreet X Reader, boy)

Chapter 15 Memories

Y/n's POV

For whatever reason unknown to me, I felt the need to just stand outside the front door and drink some coffee. So I was. I stood out leaning against a pillar with one arm and using my other to bend towards me as I would every so often bring the cup of coffee to my lips. Black. I had to live with it before but I live with it now. I think someone my have robbed me of my creamers. Probably Aphmau. She did kind of dash off yesterday when I saw her on the walk home. I was visiting Zane. But I still have a question, did Aph squeeze through my chimney just to get the creamers? It's clean so there isn't really any proof that she did since there was no soot to get on her. I just shook the thought off. If she did, I know not to feel bad if I take anything from her. Plus, Katelyn won't attempt to kill me because she won't care. She doesn't care if it's not her problem. She should probably clean up that act. She'll never know if she's part of the cause of catching her house on fire one day. I shook my head at the thought. Why do I feel like that probably already happened..? I sigh before taking another sip of coffee, a new train of thought passing by just like the small breeze that nipped at my bare skin. Mom..wonder what she's up to right now..? Mom..fucking bitch. I should probably stop calling her that. She's no mother. So there's mom and then there's Elizabeth. Wait, no. Now I feel like I'm cursing out Celeste and Lil' Ricky's mom. So there's mom...and then there's a blue eel. My mom, blue eel.. Sorry Katelyn. I'm calling her a blue eel now but it's almost like I'm calling you that. You're the good eel. I shook my head, trying to stop the damn train in my head. But since I stopped it, it just stayed there, lingering in my mind, not leaving. That's something I could never learn to control. But then, another train seemed to crash into the other train and took its place before moving. I need a dog. Dog sounds good. Do I get a dog? I kind of just looked towards the sky but didn't look at anything in particular.

"Yup. I'm getting a dog." I finally decided before stepping back into the house with an empty cup of coffee. I made sure my door was closed and locked before heading towards the kitchen with another thought in mind. I should get a job. I don't wanna talk to people. I'm fun and all but people are terrible. I inwardly chuckled as I began to wash my mug since I hand nothing else to do. I'm starting to sound like Celeste. But a job... Mechanics maybe? I'll look damn hot doing that. Why not burry all the guys lower in the ground so I can just watch them try to jump out to my level? I laughed a bit. Sometimes almost all the guys on the street try too hard and do things they don't really enjoy just to make an impression. That, or they do things with just that intention rather than get into what they're doing and figure out whether they like it or not. Passion is key. Wait. The mug is clean. I stopped scrubbing at the mug and rinsed all the soap off of it before setting it to dry in a rack. I stood there, just starring at it for a moment. "Fuuuuuck. I'm bored." I always gotta be doing something, a habit I've grown accustomed to and can seem to never get rid off. "Don't wanna play games right now, I've already got a workout in.." I sighed after listing off a few more things I've done today or don't feel like doing before deciding to do something I don't do often. Browse the internet. There's a VERY good reason why I don't do that. This is why I leave all the memes up to RJ.. He's already explored the dark realm of the internet and he's returned tainted but not consumed. I shook my head a bit as I went up to my study that I almost never use as a study. It just had some good books that I actually read every now and again, a desk with a lot of information being held within each drawer as well as a few filing cabinets who had the same job. The filing cabinets having a key to unlock each of the drawers. There were a few couches in here as well. I just never had the heart to get rid of them. After all, they bring back quite a few memories of friends, family. I could never get rid of them. Heh, never heard of someone getting sentimental over couches of al things. I shook my head before sitting at my desk with my black spinning chair that I hope one day I can spin in it and faces someone saying, 'I've been expecting you' at least once in my life. It will happen....someday. I had to brush that dream away as I opened my laptop, typing in my password that would seem surprising to everyone but Celeste. She did help me come up with the password after all. AL-pewpew200 Yeah, no one will guess that. I may be a dork but this isn't something all dorks can think of. I've honestly never been good with coming up with passwords so this would have been so much easier for others to find out if it weren't for Celeste who seems to be like a password master. Well, now that I've entered the domain of my laptop, time for some pointless and possibly scarring searching.