TRAVIS
It feels good sitting at a table for dinner, and my family is complete. It's a simple act i never get to experience daily, so anytime i can, i take the opportunity to enjoy the moment .
Sneaking a glance at summer, i couldn't help but feel like she fits perfectly into our lives. i watched as my mom picked various dishes for summer to try.
somehow i know the reason mom brought my little sunshine home is to get the feel of having the daughter she has always wanted but cant due to her busy lifestyle.
its a wonder how Tristan and i were born though im leaning towards the thoughts that it wasnt something they planned for.
Before i could zone out again into a myriad of thoughts i felt Tristan squeeze my hands under the table ,
turning to look at my twin who is an extention of me my eyes softened and i gave him a soft smile to ease his mind.
tristan is unable to feel emotions towards people except me he knows whats right and wrong he can comfort you and can help you when your down so people mistake him for the nice twin .
if only they know how mistaken they are my brother cant comprehend a variety of emotions he cant even get angry.
sometimes i envy him cause he feels nothing when our parents are gone the only thing that bothers him is seeing me sad like i said he cares for our parent too but he just cant comprehend deep emotions.
A pair of hands dropped peeled shrimps into my bowls. i glanced at Tristan, who just raised a brow at me.
" Eat, aren't you hungry??? all that energy running on the field scoring points won't automatically refill it self now would it. "
" pftt, " i chuckled, guysss my twin is so cute .
" How was your game, kid?" i stiffened and widened my eyes as i faced dad across the table.glancing at mom as if she would tell me what's up with her husband today.
i turned back to him and gushed. " it was nice, though not as good as i expected because a sore loser decided to play dirty to take me out of the limelight and get the recognition of the head coach of chicago. ptfff he wishes. though I got the mf back and qualified to the next game."
" Seriously, you needed to see coach worrying as if the match was going to end any other way like hellooo??? not to brag, but my award will take up his entire closet with more to spare ughh, "
i finished with a dramatic eyeroll . i noticed everywhere was silent and saw Tristan trying to hold his laugh and summer with her mouth open while my dad was speechless .
then all of a sudden mom broke the silence with her laughter followed by the rest of them.
" pftt" "hahaha" omg. mom turned to tristan.
" Is he always like this ? .. haha".
" Only when it concerns his game mom, he can be very competitive."
" cough," my dad cleaned his mouth, obviously done with dinner, and cleared his throat to address me.
" i heard from your brother about how good you are at football well seems like you really want to pursue it as a career and its not just a fleeting fascination i wont stop you but if your grades fall this agreement wouldnt hold alright??".
i couldn't believe my ears i could kiss tristan at this moment if he wasn't a boy. Haha, I'm just kidding, but still,
" thanks dad its okay by me." Dad nodded while getting to leave for his room . i turned to mom, who smiled at me, then rubbed summer head as she left to go after dad.
i watched from my seat as summer fidgeted around and excused herself for a stroll. left alone with my twin. i turned to him and noticed the smirk on his face .
narrowing my eyes, i questioned him "whats with that smirk on your face ?." He chuckled lightly,
" Nothing, you look happy. im guessing you wanna hug my feet badly in thanks, little bro."
here we go again " first of all tristan we are TWINS because you came out 3 minutes later doesn't make u older for all we know the nurse might have mixed us up and im actually the senior next, thank you?? nah, dont flatter yourself, but since you want it badly, I'll reluctantly thank you, or would you rather prefer a kiss? ...."
Before i can finish my statement, im being pulled in for a tight hug .
" dont worry, little bro, you can do whatever you want. I'll protect you."
What the heck who needs his protection before i can retort im being pushed back on the chair by the time i regained my composure im the only one left in the dinning room.
"weird mf hmph"