NOONA CH. 4

~ Dinner Time ~

At dinner time, again neither one of us talk. I held my fork picking at whatever is on my plate. Don't get me wrong I love my family. I love that were blended. But what the hell, mom? Does our food have to blend too?

I stare down at the plate. I don't know if my food is trying to run off my plate or what. I just keep picking at it.

(Blimp)

'Oh...my...God! My food just talked to me, I'm done.'

I end up sliding the plate away from me and putting my hands in my lap. I rather die than eat what's on that plate. My mom eyes me as she takes a bit.

"Logan, eat."

I shake my head. 'I don't want to die!'

"Logan, eat your dinner!"

I shake my head again. 'God if you can hear me, isn't this considered child abuse?'

"Logan, listen to your mother and eat your dinner!"

I fold my arms across my chest shaking my head. 'I'll see you soon, grandma.'

"For goodness sake, eat your dinner."

I turn my head away. I know I'm being stubborn. I know I'm 18 years old and I'm acting this way. But why are both of my parents trying to kill me?

"Fine, Logan, don't eat. Go to your room. But I better not see you come downstairs tonight."

I smile pushing myself away from the table. I tilt my head to the side to see Chansung trying to force himself to eat what my mom had fixed.

Poor guy, not.

I push my chair in and take my plate to the kitchen. I scrap and scrap the food that was on my plate into the trash can. It sounded like when your toilet gets backed up and makes that bubbling sound. Yeah, that's how it sounded like going into the trashcan and then it made a loud thump when it plummeted to its death.

I washed my plate putting it in the drainer once I was done. I washed my hands again for the third time. As I turned to walk away a strong wall blocked me from leaving the kitchen.

"Mom says you have kitchen duties since you're done."

He pushes his plate at me. I mean really at me. He smiles and walks away. I pry the plate off from my shirt seeing leftovers on me.

My brother seriously, I mean seriously has a death wish.

I turn back around noticing the pile of dishes in the sink and some on the side.

I groan out loud as I lean my body back from the sink.

This was going to be a long night.

~~~~~

"Finally, Logan completes all of the dishes and the crowd goes wild."

(Crickets chirping)

I slam down the rubber gloves taking off the apron to hang it up. I flick the switch off as I see my parents cuddling in the living room watching TV.

(Gag)

I run up the steps to my room. Before I get to my room I have to pass Chansung's. He had his door cracked open enough that I could see inside. I smiled to myself. 'Let's see what I can use to blackmail you with.'

I'm a naughty sister, I know. Don't judge me.

I looked on but he wasn't doing anything embarrassing. He was just at his computer leaning back in his chair, laughing.

I turned my head to the side so I could listen better.

Chansung: yeah, that sounds good. We can do that. Sure, it's no problem. Logan? She's my sister.

He laughs his deep laugh before flinging his head back, noticing I was at the door. He gets up from the chair and stares at me before slamming the door in my face.

I stand there at his door with a dumbfounded impression. I kiss my teeth pulling myself away from his door and heading to mines. I open and close my door as head over to my bed.

So he's actually going to go out on a date with her, huh?

I shrug my shoulders as I think about the aftermath. "Oh well, your funeral."

~~~~~

It's been almost about three months since Chansung been dating Tifany. He thinks he all that just because he's dating a senior.

"Pfft," I said.

I slam my locker as I start to head out and leave the school for the weekends. I usually work on the Fridays and Saturdays at the make-up section in the mall. I told myself that one day, my parents aren't going to provide for me forever and plus I wanted to get some experience in the make-up field anyway.

Due to that, I'll be leaving for London come to the end of school term. I smiled to myself. I will finally be out of my parent's home and will be able to do what I want.

I headed out from school and towards my car. Normally Chansung would catch a ride with me but he's so caught up on his boo.

(Gag again)

I head towards my car and in the distance, I see him, all so lovey-dovey on Tifany. I roll my eyes hitting the unlock button on my car.

I start my car and pull out of the parking lot and onto the main road.

I turn on the radio listening to old school jams along the way until I finally arrived at the mall. I park my vehicle and head towards the employee entrance. Just as I was about to put in my pin my phone vibrates. I look at it and sees that it's from Chansung.

I suck my teeth as I slip the phone back in my pocket. If he wanted a ride he should have waited by the car. Because of taking too long I had to put in my pin again. It buzzed to allow me inside, just as my phone vibrate again.

I grab my phone out from my pocket and stare at the screen. Again, Chansung. He was texting me but I kept swapping away his messages. While swapping away another message, my phone starts to ring.

"What?!"

I could hear breathing on the other line. I knew it was Chansung but he wasn't saying anything. "If you don't say something I'm hanging up," I warned.

"No, no Noona, please don't."

He finally speaks. "What's wrong?"

"Can you pick me up?"

I hold my tongue as I try to hold back rage building up from me. "From where?"

"The school parking lot."

I was now starting to feel my own blood in my mouth. "Please, Noona?"

Biting my tongue and squeezing my phone couldn't express how much anger I was in right now. I breathe out as I turned around seeing my boss heading right up to me.

"Lo, where are you going?" She asked.

I put the phone down as I stared at the woman in front of me. She was in her mid-forties, with curly blonde hair. She wore glasses but today she had on contacts, I assumed.

"I have a family emergency that I need to take care of," I answered, squeezing the life out of my phone.

She knew I rarely, I mean rarely call out for work. She pats my shoulder and walks away. "Take care of it, I'll call someone to cover you."

I yell out 'thank you,' while getting back on the phone. "I'll be there in twenty," before hanging up.

I didn't sit to wait for his response and he didn't for mines. I drove out of the parking lot and back to the school.

By now it was late and all of students and facility have gone home for the weekend. I was the only car pulling back up to the school. It was dark and not even the lights in the parking lot could make this scene brighter.

I parked the car and get out, heading over to lonely body sitting on the steps of the school. He saw my shadow first before he saw me. His eyes were filled up with tears of hurt and pain. He got up and started to walk over to my car. He was about to get in when I wrapped my arms around him from behind.

"It's okay, you big lug."

All I could hear was him crying and tears dropping on my hand.

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