Happily Ever Never

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Home sweet home.

December 5th 2018

Kendall is home and i couldn't be happier. Finally he decided to come back and visit. "Oh my gosh when did you get here?" I release him from my grip taking a step back. He doesn't seem to have grown much but his facial hair says otherwise.

"My plane just landed three hours ago. You think i'd miss my sisters 19th birthday?" He says with a sarcastic tone.

"I mean you're probably in California soaking in all the surfer girls." I walk into the kitchen dropping my backpack at the threshold. "I mean who wouldn't want a carbon copy of every white girl with a little too aggressive spray tan and Ron Jon oversized t-shirt with shorts." Trust me I know not every white girl is like that but the vast majority that my brother have dated are exactly like that.

"I date one vsco girl—"

"Cmon i'll never let you live that down. Her name was ashley and she called black people 'you people' until whoops she comes how and see's 'you're sisters black.'  Her words specifically, spoiler alert we're both half black you're just light skin." I roll my eyes remembering the dreadfully awful girl.

"Okay but this one's different, she's nothing like the girls i've dated before."

"Okay first of all cliche second of all, YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND AND YOU DIDN'T CALL ME IMMEDIATELY!" Of course i'm a little hurt there was a time where he told me everything that goes on in his life. I push him a little and he pretends to be wounded.

"I didn't want to say anything until I was for sure. Her name is Marisol and she's Puerto Rican. I met her through one of my friends and we've only been talking for two months." Two months? Is that why he hasn't been answering my calls? I rather ignore it. Kendall scratches the back of his neck before spewing out words that I can barely comprehend until he's finished. "And she's coming for your birthday."

"She what! I get to tell her all your embarrassing stories and bust out the baby pictures! You've never brought a girl home what makes her so special?"

"I don't know it just feels right." He leans against the counter top i've decided to sit on. "We were about to leave for winter break and I just blurted it out like I was proposing and she surprisingly said yes. Of course she still wants to see her parents so she won't be here until the day before your birthday."

"At least now I have time to prepare my slightly exaggerated embarrassing childhood stories about you like the time you got your foot stuck in a tree and you were dangling upside down like a piñata. Mom couldn't even get you out so she had to call the fire department." I hold my stomach as I try to suppress my laugh knowing that if I laugh any harder it'll hurt.

"She even let you hang there for a little bit just for punishment." Kendall's laugh fades into silence along with my own.

"I wish she could meet Marisol, you know how much she wanted us to date a puerto rican person so her heritage wouldn't die off." His words hang over us, one thing about my mother's death was Kendall handled it a lot better than I did. It's been four years and I still haven't gotten over it. He chose to forgive my father whereas I chose to stay angry.

"Well that's my queue, I have some homework to finish so wherever you're done reminiscing let me know." I turn towards the exit in hopes he doesn't do what I know he will.