"good morning boys" i yawn as i walk into my brother's room.
"good morning elena" ethan says as he greets me.
"where's grayson and jay" i ask as i noticed they aren't snoring asleep.
"well since your mom wasn't here this morning, jason decided to wake up early to get all of us breakfast" ethan says as he gets up to hug me.
"what the fuck do you think you're doing" i laugh as i slowly walk backwards.
"lemme just get a hug" ethan pouts.
"no, i have to leave" i start making my way out their room and i turn back around and give ethan a friendly kiss on the cheek "tell jay and gray thanks for the food but i'm going to the library" i state as i walk into room.
i look around noticing how dirty my room is, i used to be so organized but with all the stress about looking for a job and my mom and helping around the house, it just gets hard sometimes. especially since the boys don't do shit, i mean i will give grayson some credit, he cleans a little bit.
i get so lost in my thoughts that i forgot to finish cleaning and i didn't even get the chance to go to the library.
i hear the guys come home.
"ELENA WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN" jason screams.
"bruh shut the fuck up, i've been in my room all day, nowhere else." i sigh. i start thinking about how time passes by too quick, how lost one gets.
"hello, elena are you listening" jason starts waving in my face.
"sorry i wasn't listening" i say as i turn to jason.
"next time start listening then, tonight me and the guys are going to a party, i would invite you but mom comes home tonight and i wouldn't want her to get mad at you so it's best if you stay home" he says genuinely disappointed.
"yea it's whatever, i don't even wanna go." i exit his room and on my way to my room i catch a glance of ethan. he looks nice, i wish i could go to party's but it isn't really my thing. i was never the outgoing person, i've always been the shy one unless i'm with gray, ethan, and jay.
sometimes it's hard to get treated differently, i look at how my mother treats jason and it makes me jealous cause she just lets him do whatever, it's like she gives no fucks.
i love reading, i have such a passion for reading especially poems. poems are like a painting in words or a way to express yourself.
here's two of my favorites :
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imagine loving someone. i love my brother. i love ethan and grayson. i love my father. i love lisa and sean. i love my mother. i love all them except myself...
"ELENA WHY ARENT THE DISHES PUT AWAY" my mom screams from downstairs.
ah my moms home, great.
"sorry mother" i say silently knowing she can't hear me.
