Falling Apart by Astrid R (whitelam books TXT) 📖

caramel skin colour makes him look different to the 3 guys that I checked before him. Our eyes met and I gave him my friendly smile and he returned it back revealing his one dimple on his right cheek.

One dimple, cool. How the hell did that happen?

A guy cleared his throat and I pulled my eyes immediately from the crystal-blue eyes guy to the same electric-blue eyes of mine. He looks like the replica of my own features and I immediately know who he is. Though there are some differences between us. His dirty blonde hair was messy but looked like he styled his hair for like an hour in front of the mirror. We shared heart-shaped face but he has strong jaw line. His full lips matched his pale skin.

Our eyes met and I automatically stood from my chair, “Bradey?” I asked and he nodded, smiling on his old evil way and I run to his chair and jumped on his lap. “Oh my…Geez, you still the old Bradey grumpy man who took like forever in front of the mirror to just style your hair.” I said mockingly and he poked my belly smiling.

I wanted to annoy him, so I messed up his hair and he groaned, “Iris, don’t touch my hair.” He complained trying to style his hair back and I chuckled.

Our eyes met again and we broke down into laughter. After a minute, he looked me up and down and his expression change into serious protective brother, “Hey, how’s it going? You change a lot since I left.” He said looking to me and to Alia.

I know my brother loves to annoy Alia since were still kid and I never thought that until now, he would still annoy her. Alia sticked her finger out to my brother and he chuckled. He looked back to me, “You’re not fat anymore.” He mockingly said grinning like evil and I stood up from his lap, pouting back to my chair.

“I’m not fat.” I exclaimed, “You’re still a jerk, I thought you’d change.” I said acting like I was really hurt.

Everyone laughed and I saw my brother looking from the guys that sat beside him to me, “Iris,” his voice was strong and I was taken aback for a sec, “Go to your room and change.” His eyes were stormy and I felt goose bumps on me.

“But it is summer and it is so hot outside!” I cried and he just ignored me.

“Do it.” He looked at me sharply, “Now!” as soon as his voice enters my ears, I quickly stood up and went upstairs to change.

I slammed my door and it echoed around the house. I hate him so much. Don’t get me wrong, I love my brother and I am so glad that he came back to our house. But I hate it the way he was acting from a funny jerk to over protective brother. I’m pretty sure my life would be hell the entire summer.

Chapter Six

Walking back downstairs and saw my brother, Alia and the 4 strangers sat on the living room makes me want to run from the embarrassment.

“Christine, these are my friends from America.” My brother pointed to the 4 guys and they all stood up, “We went to the same school in NYU and they’re staying here with me for the whole summer.”

I stared back to the 4 guys. Damn, they all look handsome and look like a model. I wonder if how my brother found these good-looking honeys. I smiled to them and they smiled back. I just realised that the emerald-green eyed guy have dimples and it added on his god-looking face.

The blonde hair guy stepped in towards me, “Hey, I’m Delvin Rutherford.” He held his hand to me and I shook it, “Christine Iceley, big sissy of Bradey.” I smirked towards my brother’s direction and he just looked away and rolled his eyes.

“Albert Scott, I’m the youngest in our group.” The brown haired guy cheekily introduced himself. “Kenneth is my cousin.” He grinned widely and I looked at him confusedly.

“Who?” I asked and he pointed his thumb to the best-good looking guy among them.

He waved his hand towards me and smiled, “Kenneth Crawford and yea, Albert and I were cousins, nice to meet you Christine.” He held his hand and I shook it. When he smiled, I’m almost can’t stand straight. I always have a thing to those guys who had dimples.

Our hands were still touching together and I realised that I am staring at his beautiful face. I quickly look away and I felt someone hold my hand. I looked up and saw the other guy who had dimple on his chin. He smiled at me and kissed the back of my hand, “Blaine Knight, your highness.” He looked me in the eye and I can feel the heat running up to my cheeks.

My brother stepped in beside me and cleared his throat, “Oh, not again.” He groaned and looked towards Blaine, “Dude, you’re too old for my sister.”

I slapped my brother’s arm playfully, “He’s not going to hit on me.” I pointed my finger to Bradey’s chest, “And don’t plays like a real protective brother because you’re not.” Alia chuckled and I almost forgot that she’s here inside the house.

“Oh…I’m so sorry guys!” I apologise and grab Alia’s wrist, “Everyone this is Alia my bestfriend, sort of my sister.” I cheerfully introduce her to them and they all said hi to Alia.

Alia’s cheeks redden and she shyly wave. Alia is not used to act normal in front of handsome guys that looked like a super model, with that sexy abs. She always does some clumsy stuff in front of the famous guys at school but everything was change when she met Marky. Though today is quite different because Marky isn’t here and my brother’s friends were older than us. Alia always gets nervous when Marky isn’t around and when she was standing in front of sexy guys.

“Damn. There’ll all sexy-papa-lovin’ boys and that Kenneth guy is fucking-god. I bet she taste yummy!” Alia whispered to me and I nudge her side smiling to the boys who were looking at us with different expressions.

“Shut up!” I said gritted my teeth and Alia giggled beside me like a kid.

“Are you two done yet?” My brother raised his eyebrow and looked at me with a strange emotion on his eyes.

I flinched a little and shouted to my brother, just enough for him to hear me. “Hey, don’t look at me like that. You do realise that you’re fucking freaking me right?” I didn’t bother to hide the horror of my voice and I swear I saw the edge of his lips twisted and he immediately turned it into straight face.

“You swore?” He shockingly asked looking to me and then to Alia like he was sending a message to her and gave her the look of ‘what the fuck?’

I never saw him being overreacted before and I don’t want him to treat me like his child. It’s just didn’t seem right, acting like a father and always embarrassed me in front of his friends. Hell, I’m a big girl now and I don’t want someone who just visit to our house and started ruining my life. It sounds like I was in school 24/7.

I walked to the sofa and seat my butt comfortably to the leather couch. “I guess everyone’s change big brother. It’s been 6 years that you didn’t showed up and act like a father to me, aye?” I quoted my fingers of the ‘father’ word and he take a back a little.

I know bringing our little encounter in front of everyone is not a good idea, but I am pissed off and I wanted him to slap the word ‘act like a real brother’ on his face.

6 years ago since my brother left me, my parents and the house to go to university in America, I always called and texted him all the time. I am always checking on him through phone if he was fine, if he already taken his meals and told him about the event and arguments that we had at home.

Every birthday since I left, my brother sends me cards and gifts. Though I always told him to not bother to send me gifts because I have everything, I just want him to visit me at home and be there for my birthday once a year. He promised to visit me every year when my birthday comes, but every year was still the same. He never showed up or visit us once a year, he often send me a text and calls.

Every night I was waiting for him to call or even text me but every night was the same. Empty, no text messages, no calls and I was getting sad every year because he barely send me birthday cards on my special day and that day makes me think that maybe he was forgetting me as his sisters. That maybe he found someone special to him that makes him forget that he has a family in Australia. After that, I always get hurt when my parents talks about him sometimes in front of me.

He sadly looked up at me, “Well, I guess your right then.” He looked back to his friends and said, “Just…. Don’t try to lay a hand on my sister. You need to impress me first before her, especially you Blaine.” He pointed his index finger to Blaine.

“Hey, I’m not that bad.” Blaine complained, winking at me and I felt like my heart was beating abnormally fast and the head was coming up from my neck. I hate to act like I’m kind of easy target to guys so I play nice and fair.

“Hell yea, you three are not bad too.” I grinned and I could hear Alia’s chuckled behind me.

Chapter Seven

After the little get together party in the living room with the guys, Alia and I invited them to come with us for a run around the suburb and tour them at night around the city.

They all agreed and I was surprised that my brother accepted the invitation as well. He never loved the activity of running and always complained and murmured some excuses at school to just seat and watch the other student doing some warm-up when he was primary.

I went to my room and got dress. I change my black booty short into baby blue booty short and it