UNSTEADY/Behind Brother's Back/h.s

3. White mustang

I don't know what is wrong with me. I'm tired of it all.

I launch Spotify and start listen to some of my music. And guess what started playing the "when you said you last goodbye" one. I guess, you caught the mood I have now.

It's Saturday morning, I woke up earlier, because yesterday I was bored and went to bed like at 9pm which was right after the dinner. Some of the news: Sasha hasn't spoken a word to me except "breakfast/lunch/dinner is ready, your family is waiting for you down the stairs in 10 minutes" after walking myself to the kitchen she would leave and I wouldn't get to see her until the next morning. So it's been 2 days since our family dinner when Harry walked after me to the bathroom with this kitten shit.

Our guest Harry...Well, I tried not to pay much attention to him, but it gets harder everyday. I'm not handling this situation at all and probably because I've never had a man who rejected me and there more afterwards he stayed at my house, so I have to see him at lest 2 times a day.

He always looks incredibly good, he can wink at me from time to time, give some smirks, but he hasn't touched me since that dinner. And I don't know how I feel about it. On the one hand, I feel awkward because he has literally rejected me but then goes for it and looks for our physical contact which I try really hard not to let happen.

Even thought I barely walked out of my room but to have a meal, my parents didn't mind that much because they thought that there's something wrong with my health, which I tried to assure them that I'm totally fine.

Anyways, I tried to make Sasha go with me into the gym room and she did, but still hasn't spoken a word to me other than "dinner is an hour, I think you need to stop and go get ready", then she would check my pulse a couple of times and write it down on the small notebook. I even asked her why would she do that only to receive an answer "doctor asked me to do that." That's it.

Nothing interesting, parents left, because of some problems in business that apparently I have no right to be aware of. We discussed it recently. William and his friend also left. So basically I'm home alone.

***Flashback***

Family dinner. My mum, me and I. That's it. Dad hasn't been around for quite a while, always coming home late or either not coming at all.

"Where's dad again?" I ask staying irritated.

"He's at work. He has to be here already"
Mum replies.

"Well, he's not." I snap while dropping my empty fork on an empty plate. "He's never at home! He never is here! What is the whole point of this family dinners then? Why are we always waiting for him?! Why can't we have dinner when he's at home?! I'm dying from hunger!" I start asking loads of questions and demanding for answers, because I'm so done with all of this.

"Holly!" My mum scolds now demanding for me to behave. "Watch your mouth and your behaviour"

Exactly.

I look at her angered expression, understanding that she is also done with me and my attitude.

"Holly, stop acting a freaking child! I'm tired of all of your complains, you've been complaining like a kid for a whole week! Are you a kid that needs daddy's attention every second?! Your dad is working! He has job to do. Be happy that we have such family dinners where we can talk and discuss something that bothers each of us. Be happy that we actually care!"

"So you're a little baby who needs to eat on time, every 3 hours? Are you freaking kidding me, Holly Elisabeth Grace Bradford?! Can't you wait just for 10 minutes?!"