Chapter Two

Taliana's POV

It was on a Saturday evening thank my family and I got back after a short vacation in Los Angeles. Getting back home gave me a homey feeling away from the 24 hours activity. despite that, I still felt drawn back to L.A as if my name was scribbled on its beautiful beach sand or on the dark irregular rocks laying on the most quite part of the Bach where the current pushed against it.

Staying at home was different from the previous days, particularly if it was a weekend like today. I had switched off the A.C and opened the window as wide as I could to let in fresh cool air not brisky as that of the A.C. That was one of the reasons I missed L.A. I lay stomach down on my scattered bed with a pair of beach pattern short and crop- top, my eyes were busy scanning through the videos available on the net. what a good girl I was.

If there was one thing I liked besides sleeping was watching sci Fi movies, that's what bounded my elderly brother (David) and I, though sometimes he prefers hanging out with his best friend James that watch a movie with me. It didn't really bother me because I could really need the space to back- play and spot details. Yeah I was that bad a movie watcher.

The house was quite meaning it's either both my younger siblings are sleeping or Rachel is playing princess in her room alone and Sam is playing his master puzzle. Well mom I think should be in her room and dad in his study doing work stuff.

Mummy wasn't too much of the busy type for us even though she had to take care of a whole dentist's. I admired that even at work, if she hears anything when south with any of her 'angels', she'll run to our aid. she was that much of my favorite person and after her was my jewel in broad daylight, my daddy.

Although he couldn't always find us quality time everytime, I knew it was because he was too restricted by work. Can you imagine a Father you can emotionally interact with, well that's my father. he told me. mommy made Him that open right from when they were younger. so I much admire their marriage because I hardly hear them argue all the time In our presence.

"Taliana", I heard a loud call of my name. I frowned and answered my name. "Yes mummy"

That was when I wished my my mom was off at work. I groaned, pushing my system aside and heading for the door, like I had guessed mom asked me to help the servant prepare dinner.

"But mummy that's their job" I whined but received a glare from my mom as it left the screen of her laptop.

"And what's your job? sitting in front of your system a day?" she scolded. mom but you're doing the same.

"I'm sorry mummy but what about Dave? he's been out all day with his buddy and does nothing at home!"

mom closed her system and I knew I was ready for an earful.

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Dinner was finally prepared and served to the seated family members I had known mom was the one behind them been seated already. My older brother was happily seated Asif patiently waited for dinner to be prepared before coming back home.

I took out my seat close to him an spreading a napkin over my laps, I held out my spoon in one hand and my phone in the other, mummy doesn't like distractions while eating so she asked for my phone and I helplessly pass it down to her while giving dad a puppy dog eyes but dad shook his head which cause my face to fall. I caught Dave carefully using his phone beneath the table cloth.

"mummy Dave's using his phone as well just below this wonderful dinner table", I reported

he snapped his head to my direction and sent me a snarl with a dip scowl."shut up will ya" he said clenching teeth

"Dave hand it to mummy" mummy spoke softly.

Dave rolled his eyes away from me, he held his knife and fork but his eyes were fixed ahead of him still in anger. and right across him was Sam who was now chewing slowly as he stared at Dave in the face like he was afraid he was going to be done something to.

" the person who cause it is sitting right next to you not me please" he said after swallowing the remaining food in his mouth

"Dave you know you're not supposed to take your phone to the dinner table " dad intervened but immediately his phone rang in his pocket and he paused, staring at us all in the face.

"dad c'mon I know how badly you need to take that call" said Dave with a smile on his face

that was how short lived his anger can be. dad kissed mom on the cheeks and ran off. I understand that was his way. of getting away with something.

I elbowed Dave and whispered a sorry " I didn't want to be alone, sorry " but he rolled his eyes at me.

Dave had problem with letting things slide sometimes because of his little anger issues. I heard my aunt Jane my father's sister had serious anger issues and my dad had a bit of it but neither he nor Dave could raise a hand against anyone that could land them in the hospital as aunt Jane.

he took after mom's complexion a little bit. he was lighter than mom but had dad's lips and hair. A brown skin with slightly plump lips and lustrous dark hair but he refused to cut it despite several pleas from mom and scolding from dad. he had a little stubble giving a shadow on his chin and a broad structure like dad. we could not possible have a gym and he ignored it, that would be a waste of sense. Dave was older than me 3 years making him 18. he finished highschool by 17 yrs and is taking one year to rest before moving to college. I would miss Him.

Sam on the other hand was only 11yrs with the cutest face of his age I had honestly seen. he had a unique nature that made him stand out from the rest of us. mummy said he had a gene mutation that changed his eye color from our brown eyes to gray. he sometimes come complaining that kids in his class make fun of his eyes calling him zombie. but he doesn't know how many of his friends are in love with his eyes. he also took daddy's complexion which made his very light skinned and he had mom pretty lips.

mom said she was frightened when he was born, if he was born with troubled vision but the doctor assured them he was normal and that was after he was a month old so you could imagine the fear mom and dad lived in for a whole one month . there where days his eyes were darker than normal.

And lastly was out little princess who was 8 years old. Rachael was light skinned like dad and was as skinny as a thread and looked like she needed protection from anything harmful but she was a savage. As much as she annoyed everyone on her way, I couldn't deny she was indeed really pretty. she had mummy's wing shaped eyes and her cute lips too that is why you could mistook she and Sam for twins because they had almost same features.

As for me, I took after my brother, Dave. I hated it that when I am I the public people would say we look alike. do I really resemble a boy? I mean Dave was masculine for Chris's sake

"I'm back ", I snapped out of my trance to find Rachel just sitting on her seat. "wait, one of my dodo is missing" she said, examining her food " who took it?".

"you even count dodo's, how stingy can you be", mocked Dave but she rolled her eyes at him and was about to reply when Sam spoke

"And I wonder where the food goes, looks like she eats through her butthole and excretes them into her brain, I mean look at the size of her head".

everyone except mom and dad blew out food from their nostril and that was how Sam was spoon smacked on the head.