duša cvijet•Soul Flower

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"SHUT THE FUCK UP" my siblings are the absolute worst, always playing their annoying ass music at all hours, even night. It pisses me off beyond belief, yet even when I voice my opinions they don't care at all.

"WHY ASSHOLE?" my oldest brother Eren retorts.

"CAUSES ITS FUCKING 1 AM YOU ASS HAT"

"Stop yelling you two" my sister Erica (fun fact, all of our names start with an E, I don't know why, just what my parents wanted for some reason)

"Tell Eren to turn down his loud ass music then"

"It's not even that loud pussy" that's Ethan, younger than Eren and Erica but older than me.

"Okay boys turn it down, it's not going to be the death of you" thank you, Erica, for being reasonable.

"Fine" sighed Eren and Ethan in unison.

Quick rundown, I'm the youngest, 17. Ethan is 19, Erica is 21, and Eren is 23. We all moved away together from our parents cause they were kinda assholes (where we get it from, but we aren't as bad). I'd have one year left of high school while the rest of my siblings are in college. Ethan doesn't do shit but he's in college. I don't have a job cause my siblings do that overprotective thing where they just pay for all my shit, and since it's summer they do work, I get left home alone all the time (I like it don't get me wrong but it's too quiet, boring almost).

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After Erica finally got my brothers to turn down the music, I got to sleep. I woke up around 11 am while everyone was already gone to work. I made a bowl of cereal and sat down on my favorite spot on the couch and watched some cartoons. I was planning on becoming an artist so I mainly watched the cartoons for the animation. Most time I just insulted the plot (cause most times it was stupid). I cleaned up my breakfast ( brunch? lunch?) and just sat back down on the couch when I heard a knock at the front door.

I groaned and got up. Just because I said being home alone was boring did not mean that I wanted guest.

"Ja sam izgubljen, trebam pomoć"

"The fuck did you just say?"

"umm I um, I'm sorry, I'm lost, I need help" he was about 5'10 while I was 6'0. He looked hella nervous. I was going to tell that he could use my phone and I'd be right back, but something made me just let him in my house. What the fuck was I thinking?