Chapter two

Emily's POV

Sighing heavily, I turn around and make my way up the stairs to my supposed new room.

As soon as I pull the door open,my mouth hangs open and I'm struck in awe as I'm greeted by the only beautiful thing I've seen so far since I got here.

Ash and cream colored walls framed with portraits of bands and celebrity posters circulate the whole room.

"I never knew Kyle could be this neat" I mumble to myself as I walk further into the room, slamming the door gently behind me.

The room is divided into two parts with two beds framed by cream furniture surrounding the two mattresses which are both covered in brown bedspreads,cream colored duvet covers and pillows that are practically beckoning to me to test its softness. 

The two beds sit by far ends facing each other at opposite angles of the room with each side having a bedside stool with a night lamp on it,a desk,drawers,wardrobes and thin brown carpets covering the floor.

A dressing mirror sits on one side of the room bedside a neatly arranged bedding which I suppose is mine cause the other side only has a small size mirror hanging on the wall with a bookshelf facing out the window.

To the far left of the room is a 24 inch flat screen tv with a cable hanging underneath it. A gray colored couch also sits in a corner of the room, furnished with colorful throws.

Beautiful plain cream colored curtains frame the window with lace inner curtains allowing beams of sunlight coming in through the window.

A photo frame with a picture of a little boy laughing as he's being held by a woman who is also smiling sits on a desk by the other end of the room where the posters hung, catching my attention and I slowly walk towards it.

"It better not be what I'm thinking" I say to myself as I bend over in an attempt to pick up the frame when the door flings open and my eyes shift towards the door to meet with a pair of gray eyeballs staring directly at me.

"And who the fuck…." The stranger is unable to finish his sentence as he's knocked down to the floor from behind.

My eyes shift to my brother who's standing behind him with the rest of my luggages in his hand along with a carton filled with my Asthma drugs and inhalers.

"Ouch... I'm so sorry bro" Kyle says as he walks into the room and sits the luggages gently on the floor before walking back to the stranger who is already halfway back to his feet, limping on one foot as a result of the heavy fall.

"What the fvck man,are you blind?" The stranger asks as he adjusts his clothes.

"Sorry bro, I wasn't paying attention" Kyle tells him. 

"Whatever" The stranger says and then takes his attention back to me, standing innocently,a few inches away from the both of them "Who the fuck is she and what's she doing in my room?. Look man, if you're gonna bring your whores to my room then that is so not…. "

Kyle cuts him off by saying, "That's my sister, you moron!" 

He continues, ignoring Kyle's unsubtle intrusion,"....happening and don't even tell me it was a mistake cause you and I both know...... Wait,what?" The stranger's eyes pop out like one who's seen a ghost and he shifts his eyes back to me, staring harder this time, making me feel uncomfortable.

I choose to ignore the mean things he just said despite knowing I'm in the same room with both of them and he vividly just called me a whore!

"Yeah I told you, remember? She'll be staying with us from now on" Kyle tells him and he stares at me with an unreadable expression written on his face before turning his gaze back to Kyle.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" He mutters loud enough to my hearing.

"Wait… what's going on here?" I interrupt, walking towards the both of them with my eyes fixed on my brother who's busy staring at me like a lost puppy who doesn't know it's whereabout.

"Sorry I might have….. forgotten to tell you that you'll be sharing the room with him" Kyle says reluctantly and I stare daggers at him.

"Are you kidding me?" I splutter in disbelief.

"That's what I think!" The stranger mumbles underneath his breath. I don't bother looking at him as all of my attention and anger is fixed on my obnoxious brother who is showing no remorse for his actions.

"Hey,you still owe me rent so you better cooperate, it's either you share with my sister here or get the fuck out of here" Kyle threatens, clearly joking.

"Fine" The stranger scoffs and turns around, walking out of the door,not without slamming the door loudly behind of course.

"What's going on here?" I ask my brother the moment it's just both of us left in the room.

"I've told you, you'll have to share with him and that's on period." Kyle says.

"Why? Can't I stay with you in yours?" I scoff in disbelief,angered by the nonchalancy in his words.

"No," He says in a stern voice.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because my girlfriend sleeps over at times and I wouldn't want to corrupt you by letting you stay and watch us fu…"

"I get it, I get it, please don't complete that" I say holding my hand up as I scrunch my face in disgust which only makes Kyle laugh.

"Can I not share with him please?" I ask,not because the stranger is bad but because he clearly doesn't wanna share with me and I also would prefer my private space.

I mean,why would I wanna share a room with someone who doesn't wanna share with me?

"Look Emily, you'll have to share with him or else you wanna stay in those God awful dorms,you can make your choice" Kyle says nonchalantly. 

Talk about annoying!

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" I groan in annoyance.

"Well, I'm telling you now and you have nothing to worry about, he won't be bothering you" He assures me.

"And how do you know he's coming back? He just left" I roll my eyes,folding my arms against my chest.

"He hasn't left yet" He says defiantly.

"And how sure are you?" I ask, rolling my eyes even more.

"Because his things are still here and I know him well cause he's my best friend,goddamnit!" Kyle says through gritted teeth, obviously tired of my questions.

"Whatever" I scoff.

"Now you can go ahead and unpack your things, that's your side of the room" He says, pointing across the room to the place where there are no posters of bands which I had earlier assumed as mine.

"Okay" I reply,sighing heavily.

"If you need anything, call me, I'll be in the living room" He says and without another word being said,he walks out of the room.

Remind me why I have such a jerk as a brother again?