Here is the next chapter! And thank you all who reviewed! I love it! I am not very good and making stories really long, but I will try my best, I have the next few chapters measured out on what it is going to be about, but I am just winging the chapters, I know how it is going to end though, :P
This chapter is more of an explanation as well, an incite into a life, and his starting background, everything will be more in depth the next chapters, more speaking and everything.
Anywho... enjoy!
The brightness coming through my window was horrid, just blinding me. I groaned and rolled over onto my back, rubbing my eyes and slowly opened them. I stretched while my eyes adjusted looking at the clock. I jumped out of my bed. Breakfast time! The most important meal of the day, and my favorite meal of the day. I put on my blue stripped dress shirt, my blue jeans and a nice navy blue sweater vest over my shirt. I looked in the mirror, spiked my hair to it's normal spikiness and opened the door.
The smell hit me like a two ton train, it smelled delicious. Bacon. The best american dish ever. I almost sprinted downstairs to get to the kitchen. My mom, dad and little sister were already waiting for me and my brother.
"Good morning, family!" I said cheerfully, almost bouncing to my mom and kissing her cheek and stealing a piece of bacon.
"Logan, honey, can you wake up your brother?" My mom asked me, I took a bite of the bacon before I responded.
"Sure, Mommy!" I heard my sister scoff at me. Sometimes she thinks we trade places in age. She acts like she's seventeen, when I act like I'm eight sometimes. I walk by her and ruff up her hair while trying to avoid being punched by her.
My younger brother, Kendall, is a hard topic for me. He makes me question my sanity. His blonde hair and eyes from our father, and face structure from our mom. He was absolutely gorgeous, and I always get weird feelings around him. Feelings I am ashamed for. Feelings that I should never be feeling from my younger brother. Feelings you shouldn't feel towards any member of your family. His name sent chills down my spine and unleashed the butterflies in my stomach. Kendall Donald Knight. I slightly shivered at even the thought of his name. He was named after our father, Donald Lincoln Knight. My mom and dad tell me I was named after our uncle, Hortense Troy Knight. My name being Hortense Logan Knight. Thought I do not like being called Hortense, everyone calls me Logan. And by that I mean, no one besides teachers, my family and my two close friends know my real first name is Hortense.
No one knows how I feel about my brother, I already get picked on for being gay and a nerd. I'm very anti social because they normally all hate me besides my family and my only friends. James Mathias Diamond and Carlos Roberto Garcia. They help me to not get beat up when they are around, but they aren't always around. Kendall helps me the most, so when I started feeling this way, I just thought it was more of appreciation, or gratitude, than it never went away and only intensified. Kendall is one year younger than me and looks more like our parents. Sometimes I feel like I'm not related to them. I don't look like them in the slightest. I have black hair, Mom, Jennifer Ann Knight, has reddish brown hair, Dad's is blonde; I have a different bone structure then either of them. Sometimes I wish I wasn't related to them because it would explain a lot of things for me.
I get to Kendall's room and gently knock on the door, and then little grumbles on the other side was heard through the door. I smile slightly.
"Wake up, Kendall, breakfast!" As soon as those words left my mouth the door opened and my god like brother stood before me smiling widely, his dimples showing. His hair a mess and he was still wearing his pajamas, still looking handsome though.
"Great, Logie! I'm starving!" That boy is always starving. He rushed past me and almost runs to the kitchen. He lives on food, I chuckled and followed him to the kitchen. I walked in and sat at the table along with my family. We all turned towards our father, as he always says grace before we eat.
"In the name of the Father, of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit," He started and we made a cross across our body at each of the names. Father being touching our forehead, Son touching our sternum, and Holy our left chest, the Spirit our right side. "Bless us our Lord, for these thy gifts, which we are about to receive from our bounty though Christ, our Lord. Amen. May the souls of the faithful departed through the mercy of God rest in peace, and God bless our troops. Father, Son, Holy Spirit. Amen." We finished with the cross again, and then dug into our food.
"So children, excited for another week of school tomorrow?" Mom asked us, Kendall and Katie groaned but I smiled excitedly. I love school, but I'm sure you've figured it out.
I plan on following in my father's foot steps and become a doctor. I love helping people and, hey, the money is good too. The area of studying of the doctor has always interested me and is incredibly fun to learn about. My senior year in high school is going fast, we started school last week and it feels like yesterday. I already have my Colleges I want to go to picked out and I'm about as ready as I can be. Kendall has two years to go, this year included, and he still hasn't decided what he wants to do, but he has been coming to me for help.
"Mom, can Carlos and James come over today?" I asked looking at her, chewing on a piece of bacon.
"Won't you see them tomorrow?" Dad asked, I turned to him.
"But I haven't seen them all weekend." I begged, my parents chuckled at me. I love my best friends, and I do miss them, I also want my mind off Kendall. We hung out yesterday, all day, being "brothers". I want the people I feel like are more of my brothers around.
"What, am I not good enough?" Kendall pouted. No, don't do that. You have no idea what that does to me, Kendall. You are more than enough, but it's not right.
"Fine, just don't be to loud, I still remember the last time you guys came over and the cops were called." Mom looked at me and we laughed. James and Carlos got into a fight the other night and their fight are really LOUD, like incredibly loud. The neighbors called the police because they thought someone was being murdered.
When we finished eating, I texted James and Carlos telling them to come over. Then sat in front of the TV and turned on the news.
"Would you mind if I hung with you guys tonight?" Kendall asked coming into the room and sitting next to me. He knows I'm not going to object.
"Of course, Kenny!" I smiled at him and he smiled back at me, sending my stomach into flips again. "Now, shh, I'm watching the news." I pointed to the morning news. They were showing some house that was on fire.
"And now last in the news, one of our dangerous prisoners is threatening to escape our prison to and we quote, 'finish what he started.' Forty year old Rick Mitchell," a photo showed on the screen.
"Hey isn't that the guy who murdered his wife and their child?" Kendall said and I shushed him again.
"They have put him under high surveillance, and it is very unlikely his threat will happen." The news reporter said, and a light shiver ran threw my body. That man looked familiar, but I know I've never seen him before.
I shook my head and flipped off the news and the door bell rang, and James and Carlos walked in on their own looked at us then ran to my room screaming who get first controller. Me and Kendall looked at each other, laughed and walked after them.
It's not very long, but I have a hard time writing large chapters haha I hope you enjoyed it! More to come!