The Deal

8

Stranger walked in front of me as he gave me the tour, so far I've seen a couple bathrooms, the second living room, the dining room and right now we're walking into the kitchen.

I look around the modern kitchen. The metal fridge stood tall and wide, it was definitely bigger than any fridge I've ever seen.

I turn to see a nice sink, the dude walks over and taps the head of the faucet. "It's weird I know but the water pressure's nice" okay he's a lot weirder than I thought.

I stare at the marble counter tops and cringe at how dull the house is. "Have you ever heard of home decor?" I ask as I walk over to the pantry.

"Have you ever heard of being polite?" He asks sounding annoyed.

"Polite is nowhere in my vocabulary when it comes to you and now my brother" I smile before turning back around to the pantry to see if he had any good food.

The pantry was huge, it literally could be another room. You could probably fit a twin sized bed inside and there'd still be room to move around it.

I stare at the variety of foods in awe. "Food glorious food" I mumble to myself as I look around.

I look to my left and gasp happily before tearing into the green and red box of chewy fruity goodness. I quickly take out two fruit roll ups and start wrapping them around my finger.

The dude walks up to the pantry and gives me a questioning look. "What the hell are you doing?"

I turn around and stare at him blankly.

I curl my pointer finger at him that's covered in fruit roll up and pointed to look like a long nail.

"I will get you my pretty" I say in a witchy voice with no facial expression.

He nods his head once before turning around and leaving the pantry. I quickly grab three more to cover the rest of my fingers.

Emilio won't miss them, he could probably feed all of Texas with all that food...

I follow him out and shut the door with my butt as I continue to wrap my fingers in fruit roll ups.

We start to head for stairs he stops me midway.

"Don't talk to anyone up there." He says with a straight face and I shrug my shoulders, curious to see who else is here.

Once we get up the stairs there is a huge square in the wall to see into yet another living room.

I'm shaping my last finger when I hear someone gasp. I quickly look up to see a guy with tan skin, platinum blonde hair and ocean blue eyes "My fruit roll ups!" He says as if I just crushed his heart.

I raise my eyebrow and slowly move my mouth towards one of my fingers before quickly taking a bite out of the tip.

He gasps and holds his heart. "I like her" someone says from beside him. I see a guy with dirty blonde hair and light brown eyes and tan skin. He kinda resembles the dude.

"Come on" The dude says from behind me and I follow behind him as I happily chomp down on my hard work. (My witch hand)

"This is yours and Emilio's room" The dude says as he leads me into the room.

"What?" I ask skeptically, praying that I heard him wrong.

"Yup. Don't worry, He doesn't  bite... unless you want him to" He winks and I shake my head and roll my eyes.

I walk in and admire the plain white walls. The bed is a canopy bed with white and gold bedding and white silk hanging on the polls.

I've seen these types of beds before and the sheets that are on the polls act as curtains for your bed for privacy.

I look over to see two doors which I'm assuming is the bathroom and closet.

I walk further into the room towards the large bay window that has a variety of pillows of different shades of brown and a couple black.

I can already tell I'll be spending a lot of time here.

I walk into the closet and stare in awe, it's fucking huge. I walk around it, trying my best to hate every part of this house but it's hard.

I walk out and head towards the bathroom and spot the beautiful Jack and Jill sinks along with the marble... everything!

The only thing that I hate is the glass shower, I like my privacy and I don't want someone just walking in and seeing me butt naked.

"hOLY SHIT IS THAT A TV?!" I say as I walk over to the little bath... jacuzzi... thing.

"Yeah, Emilio loves football and he hates when he has to take a shit and miss the game"

I laugh as I can relate very much on the subject. I used to have to hold in my shits all the time while watching Soccer and Football.

I walk out and head for the bed.

"Alright dude, leave me alone I need to think of a master plan." I say as I try to shoo him out.

"I'm gonna be right out there in the living room, I'll be able to hear you if you try to escape. You're not exactly quiet." He says before turning around.

I gasp before stopping abruptly "Actually yeah you're right, but only I can insult myself" I say before quickly grabbing a pillow and chucking it at his head.

"Ah!" He says after the pillow smacks the back of his head.

"Did you just-.." he stopped and stared at me for a few seconds and I starred back with an emotionless face.

He shook his head and let out a sigh before closing the door and leaving.

I shrug my shoulders and sit down on the bed.

"Holy shit..!" I whisper as I feel the softness of the bed.

I throw myself back but then it all hits me.

I'll never be able to see my parents grave again, I'll never be able to see my brother again, I'll never be able to see my friends again, and I definitely won't be able to see Masons grave ever again.

Out goes my old life, and in comes the new I guess...

Everything happens for a reason, right?