-RAVEN-
-Have you ever just sat alone and thought... What the hell am I doing wrong?! .... This is exactly what is going on with me. I woke up with a hangover, puked a whole meal and felt worse than I already am. Fuck! It irritates me! I'm starting to turn into my old man! I FUCKING DRANK! I NEVER DO SUCH THINGS!!!-
"Ravi?" I look up from the floor and see Evelyn, looking worriedly at me. -Ah shit. I can't make her worry over me.-
I wear my best smile and stretch my arms out. "I'm alright. Come here, blondie Luck."
She seems convinced and smiles back, walking towards me. I hug her tiny body tightly. I forgot how much of a lucky brother I am to have a little sister, like her. She's always been there for me and I always have that instinct to just make her happy and protect her.
"Are you really alright?" She asks with a slight of concern in her voice. I gently squeeze her.
"Yes I am. Don't worry." I lie, but I catch myself smiling.
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I decided to stay home for the day. As a big brother, I think I've neglected Troy and Evelyn for a while. I should start doing some things with them.
After I made my siblings breakfast, I cleaned the house and walked down to my basement. -I've been so out of shape lately. My mind was only filled with her, making me forget my daily routine. Damn, I need to start working out and get the rest of the toxic stuff out of me.-
It took me 1 hour and a half to finish my workout. It's simply based on push-ups, sit-ups, lift-ups, weight lifting and cardio. For cardio I usually jogg, but I wasn't in the mood and decided to do intense boxing instead.
Come to think of it, I haven't been in our Underground club for a while. I should start going again.
I just received a message from the last person I wanted to meet. -Gawd, does this man have no life? Like for real!-
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Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): 'HEYO! We're on our way to your place.'
Me: 'Who the fuck invited you to come?'
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): 'Ey! You better be happy we're coming over, little bitch! 😏💦'
(-What the?...- )
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): *🤬🖕 FUCK! Just ignore the upper Emoji, okay!?
(-Aha?...-)
Me: ' I feel sexually harassed. #metoo ._.'
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): 'SHUT THE FUCK UP! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!'
Me: 'Kay. I won't open the door then.'
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): 'Well, aren't you an annoying little fuck?! I'll break into your house!'
Me: ' Then I'll sue you.'
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): 'Fucking Smartass!'
Me: ' I wouldn't be such a smartass, if you didn't give me so much to work with.'
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): ...
Me: 'Feel the burn! ahaha'
(-I'm such a funny guy... I guess Lance is mad as fuck right now.-)
SASUKE DRAGONBALL FUCK NINJA (aka. Kim): AHAhaHA!
(-Where'd that come from?! Kim just appeared out of nowhere.)
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance):
'What the fuck?'
SASUKE DRAGONBALL FUCK NINJA (aka. Kim): 'Ever heard of SpiceAdams?'
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): ' No. Stop writing! You're right beside me! '
SASUKE DRAGONBALL FUCK NINJA (aka. Kim): ' Lemme join! >:( '
Annoying Perv (aka. Lance): ' I'm about to block you! '
SASUKE DRAGONBALL FUCK NINJA (aka. Kim): ' Try me, biatch! '
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-Seriously, I just wasted 5 minutes of my precious teenage 19 year and I'm never going to get it back again. Great...-
As Lance has already informed me, they really came to my place. Kace and Sam are on my couch. Dash looks depressed, slouching on the leather one seat. While Kim and Lance are playing with my siblings. And I failed as an older brother, like literally.
-This should've been our time! No squad or Lance. Just me and my siblings. BUT NOOO! LANCE HAD TO FUCKING POP UP AND STEAL THEM AWAY FROM ME!-
"I'm fucking stressed!" I look over to the groaning latino man. -Same here... Same here.-
"Good for you." Kace answers and Dash sends him a glare, but he is too focused on the Television to even notice it.
"I said, ' I'm. fucking. stressed!' What's good about it?!" Dash angrily barks.
"Bitch, I don't know! Just shut up! You're ruining the show!" Kace places his finger to his lips, telling Dash to shut up.
The latino man throws his hands to the air looking at me like a clueless man. "Can you believe this?! I'm fucking stressed and they don't even ask me why, but insult me! What great ass friends they are! Púdrete!" (Fuck you!)
Kace rolls his eyes and finally looks at Dash, then throws a chocolate bar at him. "Here. Eat a snickers."
"What?" Dash looks at the bar and seems insulted.
"Eat the snickers. You are not you, when you are hungry!" The annoyed man demands.
"Wha- Hell no!" The latino man hisses back.
Kace shuts his eyes for a moment and then he snaps out. "Just fucking eat it already!"
Dash stares at the bar in his hand and hesitates for a moment, but he eventually gives in.
Kace watches him greedily eat the chocolate. "Better?"
After some nasty finger lickings Dash stares at him. "I feel like shit!" He growls and leans back.
-Why do I feel like I just watched a 'snickers' commercial?...-
Kace shakes his head and quietly mumbles. "Gosh... I even gave you my last Snickers. Ungrateful swine!"
Sam turns to look at me with a dorky smile on his face, trying not to be obvious. His cheeks are puffed and his lips are pressed together. He looks ridiculous, that's for sure. I laugh out loud first and seconds later he joins me. -Yeah, he knows me too well.-
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I'm still thinking, whether I should text her, call her, see her or not... That's not the only thing that bothers me. I got suspended for 2 weeks and I don't know how she's doing. I don't know how to act if I see her. Besides, It would be awkward writing her so suddenly, since she's got a boyfriend.
-GOD! I FUCKING DESPISE HIM! WHY HIM!? ... WHY EXACTLY DID IT HAVE TO BE HIM? DID I NEVER STOOD A CHANCE?... I MEAN, HE'S RICH AND I AM NOT, BUT DO I REALLY STAND NO CHANCE?! IT'S NOT FAIR!... I tried, okay?... I tried not to think of her for even just a day, but it's no use! I'm chained. I can't move on... There's something that's holding me back...-
"Why that sad face, Little bro?" I hear Lance plumping next to me. I thought I'd find privacy, if I sit outside our flat front porch. Unluckily, I was wrong.
"Am not." I remove my hands from my head, look at the other direction just to avoid Lance's ugly face.
"I'm not born yesterday. I know you damn well! What's wrong man?" He nudges me with his elbow, but I try my best to ignore it. He makes the mistake nudging me way too hard. I nudge him back and he smiles. "Yow."
" 'Yow', my ass." I bark and he laughs.
He stays silent for a while. "Ya know, I never thought you'd ever drink."
"Never thought I'd ever do aswell." I honestly say as we stare at the road.
He takes a sip out of his can. "Why the sudden change?"
"It was... I don't know. I just felt like it." -I am not lying. It felt right for one moment, but when I came back to my senses, I was totally wrong again.-
Lance nods. "Hmmm... Say, what is your type of girl?"
"What?" I squint my eyebrows at his sudden and foolish question.
He smirkes at me and leans closer. "Don't worry, this will stay between us. I won't tell it to Amanda."
"Lance, what are you talking about?" -He's starting to piss me off.-
"You know, what I mean. Let me put it in different words... What do you look in a girl?" His blue eyes are glowing, when it comes to such questions.
"Has anyone ever told you, how beautiful your eyes are?" I try to distract him and to my luck it works.
His face softens a bit. "No?- But thank you! My mom used to tell me I had grey eyes and a little mix of green. Somehow it became blue and- HEY! YOU FUCKING DISTRACTED ME! Stop changing the topic!" He then angrily barks.
"Took you long enough to realise." I grunt. -Yeah, he will never change.-
"Fucking bitch! So, what type of girl are you looking for?" He really is eager to find out my taste for our opposite sex.
I sigh. "Do you really want to know it that badly?"
"Well, duh!" He nods. -I'm getting some 'Billie Eilish' vibes somehow...-
I inhale deep in and look away from Lance. -It's hard to open up to someone I'm close with, somehow...-
I get a little flashback about the time, when I first met her, our first conversations, her clinginess and her genuine smile...
"Someone who loves me back."
Lance looks at me as if I just said something unrealistic. "That's it?" I unsurely nod, making him grunt. "There are billions of girls, who love you! I mean, let's be honest here, You look fucking good! You're not average, that's for sure and you are blessed by your mom's genes!"
A little smile appears on my lips. "Thanks for encouraging me, but you know damn well that I only stick for one person."
"Yeah, cause you are a dumb little fuck!" He growls and I chuckle. -I never changed either.-
"And you're the bigger one." I add, which gains me a 'Lance-glare'.
"Message her." He spontaneously says and I widen my eyes at him.
"I can't. "
Lance rolls his eyes and runs his finger through his hair. "Yes, you can. You have thumbs and a phone."
"That's not what I meant."
"Then what is holding you back?"
I take a deep breath in and sigh."She might not even read it. It's just weird and awkward."
"You know, what's much more awkward?" I look at him as he grins. "You! Trying to avoid her... It's not right, just because of the thing that happened, doesn't mean you should act like she doesn't exist. Sometimes, it's better to accept it and move on. I know it's hard, but it's the only way to live life." And with those words he enlightens me.
What the...
"Lance, You are a stupid Idiot most of the time. But I have to admit, there are times, where you surprise me."
I smile and he laughs.
-He's right. I can't just leave it like this. I'm sure she will understand or atleast write back. It's not like I'm stealing a girl from another man.-
I grab my phone and search for her name. Once I've found it, I quickly type my message and internally pray that she is not going to reject me.
"I've been always wondering." Lance looks serious after a while and shows his true face. "Why are you even bothering going to high school, when you are an author and have a Doctor degree in criminal justice ?"
-Good question... I always thought of finishing high school... I mean, on my free time I would always sit on the computer and do the online self studies... It took me four years to finish... When I finally got the degree, ready to become a Criminal justice worker to help my family out, my mum refused to let me work. She said, she'd like to see me finish high school first and not help her for the meantime. Which I did, but I started writing books and I got into the 'Besteller'...-
"I just did it as a side hobby. I thought I could help my mum out, but she refused to. I decided to finish high school and then start working after wards." When I finished explaining, he sighs.
"I see, but why still join illegal underground fights? You could lose your degree if someone catches you." He then says and I chuckle. -Is he serious right now?-
"You are in it as well and you have a Master Degree as a biology teacher." I remind him, making him laugh as well.
-Lance didn't finish high school. Truth to be told, he was pretty bad at every subject and people thought he wouldn't have any future, but he proved them wrong. At the age of 14 he started online education as well, since he thinks that high school is unnecessary. I do agree tho... It took him 6 years to master his degree. Now he's teaching at NYU. Another reason why got this degrees is because of connections.-
"Ey! I don't get that much salary, okay?! Besides, I enjoy beating people up." He grins and I return it. -Yep, we're both young, stupid and broke.-
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Autor:
Was it obvious that Lance isn't actually dumb? XD
Is Raven doing the right thing?
Should he try to act normal around her after all the pain he's going through?
What will happen next?
Find out in the coming chapters♡ and Thank you for your support!