"The world doesn't revolve around you!", Kaden snapped, "I-I know that's harsh and I'm sorry but I'm fed up."
Let me back up.
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I'm Landon Michael Caster. I'm fourteen and I live with my two older brothers. Jaxxson is sixteen and Kaden is twenty six. He's in charge of us. When he turned eighteen, our parents kicked us all out and told him to deal with us. About a month ago, Kaden dusted off his foster license when he came across a ten year old girl outside of the school, where he was the principal. He's always had this need to save everyone. But I don't think he realized how much he was changing.
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"I never asked for the world Kaden.", Jaxxson spat, "I just wanted my fucking brother."
"Jaxxson Leon Caster-"
"'Don't speak like that in my house'. Yeah. Got it.", Jaxxson snapped, storming to his room and slamming the door. Kaden let out a deep breath, rubbing his head.
"Kade?"
"What!?", he snapped, making me jump back.
"I-I'm sorry. I- do-do you want me to make dinner?"
"You're not allowed to use the stove."
"I-I can make cereal. Or sandwiches."
"I-I don't care Landon. I need to go check on Eliza."
"Okay. Um- could-could you maybe help me with my homework later?"
"Later Landon. I clearly don't have time right now."
"No I-I know."
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After an hour of redoing my math in tears and still doing it wrong, I went to find Kaden. Maybe he wasn't busy now. I set a plate with a sandwich on it outside Jaxxson's door, knocking.
"What?", he snapped.
"I-I made you a sandwich. Sorry." The door opened as he picked it up,
"Thanks kid. Sorry we're ruining your birth-week." It's my birth week.
"It's okay. I-I honestly didn't notice it was."
"I'm sorry."
"It's fine Jaxx. Night."
"Night." He went back in his room as I slipped down to Kaden's, creaking open the door. His T.V. was still on, but he was asleep in bed in his work clothes. I sighed. I'm gonna get killed tomorrow when all of my work is wrong. I shook the thought from my head, carefully taking Kaden's shoes off and covering him up. I went to the closet, pulling out a white dress shirt, black slacks and a black blazer. I wasn't very good at matching clothes, but you couldn't go wrong with black, right? I hung them on his bathroom door, placing his shoes under them neatly, before turning off the T.V. and kissing his head, "Goodnight.", I whispered. I left the room, going to Eliza's next.
"I don't understand this.", she whispered, looking from her english paper to me, "Can you help me?" I nodded, sitting next to her. We worked for almost an hour, until she finished and quickly fell asleep. I tucked her in, putting her work in her bag and turning out the lights before going to the kitchen. Shit. I was supposed to clean the kitchen.
"Hello?", Mr. Andrews answered his phone.
"I-I know it's late but I don't understand what we did today. Could-Could you maybe help me? If-If not it's okay. I'm sorry."
"Land, we talked about you apologizing for everything. Especially asking me to do my job. Of course I'll help you."
"Thank you."
