NOT WHAT I EXPECTED

CHAPTER 2

Liliany's POV

I informed my mother about Gaven's words. Except the "half of his life" part. That is out of my responsibility as a sister.

The next day, I booked a ticket towards an Island—a little far from the city.

The moment my feet landed in the wooden port. I felt a little nauseated.

One of the things I hate about traveling on water or air, is that I feel nauseated after. My head tightens a little and I could sense my breakfast wanting to exit my mount.

I could throw up any moment now!

I searched for the menthol rub—which I forgot to bring. Great!

Although my stomach keeps flipping over, I managed to stop by at a small convenient store. The store was little but big enough to be called a convenience store. I walked in with my suitcase and dashed towards the counter. There, a lady in her late twenties greeted me.

"Hi miss! How may I help you?" she greeted me with a smile.

"Do you have something for nausea? 'cause I kinda feel nauseated right now." I asked with my face twitching.

She reached for something on Her left and handed me a pill and a rub. "This may help you ma'am, we have water too, In case you need it."

I took the pill and rub, then I asked for water. The entire purchase caused me about 2 dollars. Not bad!

I sat by a nearby bench and took a pill. I then rubbed my temple with the menthol rub and chilled there for a few minutes untill the nauseated feeling lessens.

After about 30 minutes, I decided to make my way to my brother's hotel room and oppened it using the key card Gaven gave me.

When the door opened, I was greeted by a room that reeked of alcohol.There are also cans all over the entire living room. I placed my suitcase behind the door and made my way to the kitchen. The place was a little neat—unlike the living room. I oppened the fridge to see cans of beer and spoiled fruits. It smelled awful.

I think I'm really gonna throw up this time.

I closed the fridge and checked the rooms. The place has two rooms, in which the other one smelled like my brother's cologne, and the other one being unoccupied.

I placed my suitcase in the room that looked like no one has step a foot for a few months now. There were dust on the floor and the windows were dirty. At least the mattress smelled new. Maybe.

I changed into an oversized shirt and boy short before tying my hair and grabbed a trash bag in the kitchen. I was glad a saw a roll of it.

I started picking up the cans into the trash bag one by one untill I saw none. I grabbed the vacume cleaner and started marching from side to side untill the area was dustless. I then entered my self-claimed room and started cleaning there. After a few minutes I made my way into the kitchen again—wondering why my brother isn't in here yet.

I started washing the used dishes—which was minimal. And threw the rotten Fruits into the bin. I wiped the table, sink and kitchen Island before I sprayed air-refresher—which I brought with me—all over the place.

After a few minutes of rest. I entered Aerix's room and started picking up the clothes scattered on the bed and floor.

The entire scene is unlike my brother. He always has his room clean and his clothes neatly divided and placed. He never leaves spoiled fruits in the fridge and he never drank that amount of beer—especially leaving it to its place like nothing. At least not that I know of.

What has become of my brother?

I didn't bother smelling if the clothes were cleaned or not, I just threw them in the basket and changed the bed sheets

and pillow case.

I didn't bother cleaning the floor and bathroom. way too out of my kindness.

I closed his door quietly and enter my self-claimed room. There, I slammed myself into the bed and doze of quickly than planned. The tiredness toke over.

I suddenly woke up to the sound of the living door being opened. I stood just Infront of my door not opening it. The living room door then shut closed and a clicking sound of the light switch was heared. Only then, I realized that it is already night.

I heared something being placed in the coffee table then the door next to my room oppened.

A moment of silence fell before the door Infront of me suddenly opened, hitting my forehead hardly.

"Ouch!" I screached. the pain only brought the nauseated feeling back. even worse when I remembered the smell of the rotten Fruits that was on the fridge.

I fell to my feet.

"Ahh, it hurts like having no sleep for a week." I exclaimed.

My brother sighed and sat in front of me.

"Why are you here?" he asked with an expressionless face.

"I was asking the same thing to myself." I cried.

He touched my now reddish forehead and pressed it a little.

"It hurts brother mine" I exclaimed.

"Did you clean the place?" he asked and I nodded.

"Did you threw the cans of beer?"

I nodded

"Did you half-cleaned my room?"

I nodded.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?"

I nodded—huh—shaked my head.

"As a matter of fact, I'm feeling hungry right now." I stood up and walked to the kitchen.

"Did you bring something to eat?" I asked when I saw the place empty.

"You can just order something." He said and sat on the sofa.

"Order some chicken nuggets and pizza for me." I ordered.

He threw his phone at me, which I almost didn't catch."Order it if you're hungry and I'll pay."

I ordered the food I mentioned and a soup to warmen the stomach.

After a few minutes, the food arrived. I started eating some chicken nuggets since I haven't eaten much carbs for the past 2 weeks now. Delicious.

I handed him the soup. "Eat up!"

He took the soup and placed it back into the coffee table. He then took a can of beer into the plastic bag and oppened it before gushing the liquid into his mouth.

I frowned. My appetite lessened.

I grabbed the plastic of canned beers and snatched the one in his hands before chugging it empty. bitter.

"What are you doing?" he asked, almost annoyed.

I didn't answer for a moment, recovering from the amount of beer I just drank.

"A can cost two answers. Now, if you wanna drink some. you better answer my questions." I said seriously.

He tried reaching for his phone but I grabbed it before he can.

He looked defeated and sat back.

"Now, tell me, why are you in this mess?"