Wanted

Chapter three:The way it use to be

I woke to a stream of sun hitting my face. I could feel a small body clutching at my singlet and then I remembered Sophie was in my bed. I sighed, squinting as I trying to adjust to the suns gleaming stare. I looked around for a clock and realised there was a small alarm clock on my left flashing 6:00am. I groaned. My body was obviously going through withdrawals from not doing any sports. Stupid internal alarm clock. Sometimes I think sport is the only thing that keeps me sane.

I looked down at the sleeping girl spread across my stomach.

"She's cute when she's asleep isn't she." Came a voice next to me.

I almost jumped out of my skin as my head spun to look at the offender. My brother sat in the window seat looking as exhausted as anything.

"What the hell are you doing in here?!" I hissed quietly.

He rubbed his droopy eyes that now had dark rimmed bags under them.

"I came to talk to you." He said making as minimal eye contact with me as possible.

"Tough! I have been here less than twenty four and I can already see you're not who I thought you were... I feel like I don't know you anymore Jesse and I don't want to talk you right now I just can't deal with all of this!" I whispered.

There was silence for a moment as my words ran through Jesse's head.

"At least let me explain some of what's happening, I want to help you understand Tasha." He said.

I groaned. He wasn't going to make this easy on me I could tell. I'm sure as far as he was concerned what I wanted didn't matter right now.

"Fine meet me down stairs. I'm asking the questions." I warned him.

I had so many questions. Where to start I wouldn't know. I watched as he left before falling back into my pillows, Sophie's little head bouncing around. I frozen and waited to see if I had disturbed her but she rolled over and kept dreaming. That was a close one.

I slowly climbed out of bed replacing me with a big fluffy bed pillow for Sophie to cling to. I hadn't realised how nippy it was until the mornings breeze fanned across my legs. I shiver involuntary and rummaged through my bag for my spring time dressing gown. I was beginning to wonder how long Jesse has been a whole different person or if he had always been like this.

"Shows how much you know a person." I chuckled bitterly to myself.

I'm seriously starting to wonder if I'm going insane with all this talking to myself. I left my heavy feet drag down the stairs as I fought with my dressing gown but finally I won as I came to the last step on the staircase. Great now I had to go talk with my nut job brother. Well I didn't really think he was a nut job but the way he's acting I might consider it, don't worry I still love him in a very platonic way of course. I rounded the corner into the dark blue living room to see Jesse sitting on the couch.

I decided to sit in the recliner across from him. Where do I begin I pondered to myself. I think I will just wing it, it's still too early to think.

"I really don't get it Jesse you take orders from Trey as if he is oh so superior and you don't even put up a fight! It's like he's your oh holy god or something! What happened to you?" I asked trying to calm myself down.

"Your kind of right but it's really not my place to say." He said his voice drained of any emotion.

"What the hell do you mean it's not your place to say? You just told me you were going to explain some of what's going on!" I almost shouted.

"Look I really didn't want this to happen ok? To be honest I didn't think it would that's why I let you come stay but it's happened and now it's no longer my place to tell you." He said.