Sorry this chapter isnt very long i proise i will make a long one for you guys over the weekend. Keep following and reviewing the story :)
Chapter 6 Arguments
I must of fallen back asleep for a couple of hours when I hear the door slam, I sit up and see Kyle walking towards his room. I look around and see Brax stood in the Kitchen cooking something whilst everyone else is sitting outside except for Kyle who was sulking in his bedroom. I quietly stand up and tip toe towards Kyles room, I think it's about time I confront him. I reach his bedroom door and walk in not wanting anyone to hear me, Kyle sits up and quickly jumps to his feet.
"get out" Kyle says angrily.
"No, we need to talk" I say back crossing my arms.
"Well I don't have anything to say to you" Kyle replies shooting me daggers
"Well you had plenty to say about me earlier, how I'm an evil manipulative girl!" I say trying to hold back the tears that had filled my eyes.
"I thought you were asleep?... Not that I care if you hear what I think about you" Kyle snickered
"Your suppose to be my brother,someone I can count on to be there and look after me I don't get what I did wrong" I snapped.
For a moment there was a pause as if Kyle had acknowledged what I had said maybe he is beginning to feel guilty for all these years of saying all these nasty things about me and ignoring me. My thought was soon cut short when he continued arguing.
"Maybe they should of told you before" Kyle snarled
"Who should me told me what?" I reply
"You were the one that sent dad to jail"
"what do you mean?" I ask puzzled
"Dad came back from the pub one night and you were being a brat as usual and wouldn't do as you were told so he pushed you, and you feel into the glass door then the next day your nursery teacher asked why you had cuts on yourself you told them what had happened and they called the police and arrested him, it was all your fault!" Kyle accused.
I had always known dad went to jail for a while when I was younger but never knew why, but know I finally knew. So many questions were going through my mind. Was it really my fault? was Kyle lying?Had I really torn this family apart?
"He's been out of jail for years now,if he was so bothered about you or any of us for that matter don't you think he would of been back by now" I question him
"The only reason he won't come back is because of you, your the reason we had no father figure In our lives" Kyle says shouting and pushing me over in the process
I fall backwards on to my bum knocking over a beer bottle that was on the edge of his desk. I look at Kyle can't believing how quickly this had escalated, I just wanted to straighten things out with him. I stand back up walk over to Kyle and punch him in the face, I must of punched him pretty hard as my hand began to throb. Hearing the commotion Brax comes running into the bedroom I see him look at Kyle's bloody nose.
"What is going on in here" Brax shouts
"Ask him" I shout
I run out the room and out the front door, I just keep running till I get to the beach. I sit down on the sand on in corner of the beach where no one can see me and curl into a ball a begin to cry. Kyle hates me, no wonder mum never comes to visit either maybe Kyle was right. I feel so guilty had I really caused a lot of trouble.