Chapetire Two
Coincidental shopping
Yeah ok, it was selfish, but I needed some breathing room. I hated all those movers and dad getting so frustrated. It was awkward having her over, Mrs. Future Hittachin. So I just needed to get out and be myself. Enjoy the last few hours as myself. Because soon I just won't be a son. I'll be a step son and a step brother. I'll have a new family. Or at least, a wannabe family.
I'm nervous about pretty much everything. What if everything changes after the marriage? What if dad focuses more on my new "mom"? What if Hikaru tries to control my life?! What if his mom tries to set new rules for me or tries to be like this supermom and does everything wrong? Or what if I'm like the outcast and everyone forgets about me? Like, they'll start doing an intervention on Hikaru and focus all their time on him? Who will be there for my graduation!?!
I tried to catch my breath as I entered the grocery store. Now that I'm here I feel a bit stupid. I don't even know what they like. She's slim, maybe a vegetarian? Oh why didn't I listen to dad more when he came home from dates with her? I picked some vegetables and headed to the meats section. What sort of meat do they like? Hikaru is a growing boy, he'll need the protein. God I sound like a mother worried over her child! I storm over to the frozen section. I don't really think there's anything here good for us. I turn to head to the Dairy section.
But someone is standing in my way.
I'm a bit pissed. Not only because we just randomly bump into the same grocery store. But because he's actually grown taller. I eat all my nutrients yet I don't grow a hair. He looks down at me; I don't dare stare into his eyes. I'm scared his eyes would gleam a devilish red. His pants are saggy and his shirt is 2 times too big. He's got his hands in his pocket and he's tapping his foot impatiently.
"What a coincidence." He said, his voice cold and tough, "You'r not stalking me are you?"
I roll my eyes, "As if I'd want to stalk you."
"Ohhh temper." I could hear the smirk on his face, "It's not like I'm jumping for joy to be related to you."
For some reason that remark stung. I tried to move past him but he pushed me back.
"Just don't get in my way, ok? I don't want you in my business or tattling like the little girl you are."
I gritted my teeth, "Why the hell would I care about what you do?" And with that I stormed away. I was so pissed I didn't even stop for the dairy. I just checked out and drove home. Where the hell does he get off to call me a little girl?!? He can do whatever the hell he wants! He can smoke and drink and get high or lost or whatever! He can go to jail and ruin his life! He can sleep around and get aids and die! And I wouldn't care! No way, it's his entire fault, it's his life, live it to the fullest you jackass!
Wait. Why am I getting so caught up in this?
