"Avari," My older brother, Emmett said to me. I live with my brother in California. Our parents died a couple of years ago. Emmett was ninenteen then, so we could live on our own. He has hazel eyes and brown short hair. He's 6'4 compared to my 5'5. I have hazel eyes like my brother and long brown hair.

"Yes?" We were sitting at the table eating breakfast. I haven't listened to a word he's said.

"As I've said for the second time now, we are moving to Alaska."

"What?! Why?!"

"Because I just got a prommotion."

"Screw that prommotion. We're staying here." I said to him.

"Avari-"

"No. Mom and Dad are here. They wouldn't want us to move."

"You don't know that," Emmett seemed pissed. "This is a huge deal to me. I've been expecting on getting one. This is what I want. Besides, they need me up there. You can move out when you're eighteen for all I care, but we're still moving."

"Why do you have to be all self-centered? What about me? Everything has been about you. It's not like we need the money. I'm staying right here."

"Look I know you don't understand this, but they really need me to come up to Alaska. I'll be letting the whole company down if I don't go," He explained to me.

"I'll stay with Emily. She has a lot of room at her place. She wouldn't mind it at all."

"You and I need to stay together. For everyone's sake."

I didn't know what he meant by that, but I didn't care what he said I'm not moving because of his "the world revolves around me" shit. I still can't believe he would do this- make me move. I was depressed, upset, and pissed. In those years since our parents died, I don't think Emmett's even loved or cared about me. I must be a burden. Tears started to slip.

"I can't tell you this now, but I will. I promise. We have to move. Trust me. We have to do what's best."

"What's best?" I snapped.

"Avari," Emmett growled.

"Don't you growl at me!"

He slammed his fist on the table and a glass fell and shattered on the floor. "This discussion is over. We are moving and that's final!"

"FINE!" I screeched. I was so pissed. He still doesn't care. I ran up to my room and slammed the door.


Two weeks later everything was packed and we were on the plane. The ride was quiet. I stared out the window the way there. Emmett had restrictions to what I could do the last days in California. I guess he thought I would run away. I haven't said much since our conversation two weeks ago. The only time I saw my friends was at school. I would probably never see them again. I didn't feel like crying, so I would save that for bedtime when we got to the new house.

I've never seen the new house. Emmett went up there see if it was suitable. While he was away, I had to stay with a friend of his at work, Colllin. He's taller than my brother. That's kind of hard to believe. He's very similar to Emmett. Only Collin has blonde hair. Colllin was also moving to Alaska and would be living with us. I wasn't too happy about that. It's not like I don't like him or anything, he's nicer than my brother, but it would seem too awkward.

When the plane trip was over we had to drive a couple of hours to get to the house. I of course sat in the back, while Emmett drove and Collin sat up front. I dozed off after a few minutes.

"... promised Avari I would tell her." I heard Emmett say. It was night time.

"You know she won't take it well." Take what well?

"Avari's not stupid. She will find out sooner or later whether we tell her or not."

"What about her safety?" Collin asked.

"She'll be safer once she knows."

It was quiet for a minute.

"When were you planning on telling her?"

"After a few days here."

"That's too soon. Waiting would be better."

"How would you know? You're not her brother." Emmett snapped.

"But I do know that she's depressed. If you haven't notice these last weeks she hasn't been talking as much. You didn't even let her hang out with her friends before she left."

"I know that."

"You haven't done anything about it."

"I don't know what to do. She's angry at me."

"Try talking to her."

"She won't listen to me. When I told her we were moving she got angry and starting screaming and then, I growled at her."

"You growled at her?" Collin seemed shocked.

"Yeah. I was getting mad at myself 'cause she was all upset and I don't like it when she's like that."

"Have you ever tried being calm when talking to her?"

"Sometimes I can't help being angry. That's why I want to tell her soon."

"Well, when you do tell her you need to stay calm. Don't get all mad because she thinks it's a joke or if she gets mad. You'll just freak her out more." Collin suggested.

"Yeah, that sounds like a good plan."

"This is taking a while." Collin yawned and stretched.

"We're almost there."

"Is she still sleeping?" I quickly closed my eyes in case one of them decided to look back.

"Yeah." I was getting sleepy again and fell asleep.

When I woke up I was in a bed. I guess Emmett or Collin carried me in. I sat up and saw a clock on the nightstand. It read 12:15 am. My friends came to mind. Tears were slowly slipping. I hated Emmett for making me move. For all that he has done. I didn't understand what was going on. What did Emmett and Collin mean in the car? What was Emmett going to tell me?