Not all not-so-happy-with-her-love-life-girl is desperate to have someone. But sometimes, brothers are SO persistent. Like my best brother in the world = Big-mouthed-brother was so eager to know this new found boy in the roof a.k.a not-so-close-classmate-in-elementary-days.
Talk about brothers.. who always think that they know every kid in the block. My big-mouthed-brother, Hero, won’t give up easily.. I know. He is a tried and tested case of I won’t stop till you say enough type of brother. And just like the girl that I am, as much as I don’t want to tell him and I wouldn’t want my things ransacked in a matter of minutes.. I had no choice but to spill the beans.
Ok. His name is _________. I couldn’t tell yet. Believe me, he is a nice person. Well, I don’t know. Perhaps. Given that he offered to pay ¾ of the dues, and house cost. And no big brother I didn’t. Of Course I didn’t let him pay everything. But who am I kidding right? Where could I possibly get this whole lot of money in a matter of weeks or a couple of months? Okay. So I told him I will pay him little by little. Noooo!!! I wouldn’t pay my debt my using my body! WTH?!? I’m not that low-life average slut.
Okay. I told him that I will help him pay the dues, and I will help in maintaining the house. We already set some rules, and privacy matters. Personalized bathrooms, utensils, stuffs. We also agreed to inform each other when a family member or a friend visits us at the house. Or if there will be a party that must be planned, arrangements and stuffs. And so if the other is going out or something.
Then my brother goes.. “So it’s really as if you’re living in.” Of course not! We just have to set these rules, arrangements, agreements, and stuffs because we don’t want to ruin someone’s day, or mess up with the house, or to step into someone’s privacy. It’s just for the sake of information. To not bypass the other who is also staying in the house.
“Soooo… for the first week, How was he in bed?” WTF? BROTHER??? “No. I mean, how was he as a housemate?” Well, he is a very nice person as I’ve told you. He is a gentleman. As a matter of fact, when his family visited him a couple of weeks ago, his family thought that I was his girlfriend.
“WHOA! Sister you got some shoes to fill!” Nah. He was actually trying his best to explain to his mom and sisters and every body else in the party, that we we’re just classmates in elementary and the rest is history.
“But of course, did they believe him? SERIOUSLY?” Yeah. I hope so. Although I must admit, for a first visit.. I wasn’t able to believe at that moment that they will think of me that way. Well, I know that our situation is really different and difficult. But with how they sincerely treat me, gosh, you should have seen it.
“OKAY. So, what do you expect? HIS family was thinking that you are his girl, and unfortunately HIS FAMILY aren’t convinced with his explanation.” Well, somehow I believe my brother has a point. But what do you think it didn’t crossed my mind? But what is there to panic about? WE don’t have any form of mutual understanding, we’re just friends bound by some house contract with the original owner of the house and that’s it.
“YEAH. I hope that guy wouldn’t treat you worst. And he will not fall or do something crazy. You know very well the reason for every damned seconds why you’re there. This is your freedom….” Yes, this is my freedom and could you just respect it? MY Gosh, for one he is really my brother who sound like my mother or my long lost best friend.
And with so many rubbish questions and small talk, my brother and I decided to end the conversation about my new life. FINALLY.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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