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Ch#21 Brotherly affection

Drake's POV

"Hey man, help me up with this"

I rushed up to Ralph who was busy pulling up the lid of a rusty, old trunk by himself.

"Told ya couldn't do it on your own , when will you learn the fact that I'm wiser than you?" I sarcastically joked around my brother whose face now indicated as if he was having constipation for two days in a row.

"Sh-shut up and push it!"

I obeyed his orders and applied enough force to my ability. After a couple of shuffling and screeching, we managed to pull off the lid. Pulled out of its hinges would be the better phrase.

I stood there with my chest heaving up and own, as Ralph slumped down on the grass dejectedly.

After a good two minutes of panting, I regained my composure and Ralph rose up to his feet and started fidgeting with the rotten old stuff inside the trunk.

"Ow watch that!" I rubbed my head as another metal object came in contact with it for the third time.

"What the hell are you actually doing!" I screamed, frustration and fury at its peak.

I know it sounds pretty weird to get mad at something so typical but imagine some iron pipes aimed right to your forehead, making it go red and bumpy.

"There" Ralph sighed.

He pulled out a large carton and shook it, making the metal inside collide.

Without another word, he pushed it up to my chest, motioning me to get hold of it.

"I wan't you to take this. Open it whenever but when you do, call me" He said in a demanding brother like tone, as I stood there oblivious to whatever he meant.

"Is it a bomb or something?" I lightly joked. He just smiled at me sadly, with eyes saying something I couldn't decipher.

He continued to give the look for a good minute after which his expression shifted to a rather amusing one. Moving beside me, he planted his arm on my shoulder, making me limp for a second by the amount of force he put into the move.

"Sooo my little brother..." he ruffled my nicely done hair,completely ruining the hairstyle.

I groaned in nuisance shoving his arm harshly away.

"What?!" I inquired, my face scrunched up. More like demanded.

"This Natalie Dare..." he sang while swinging his arm right back my shoulder, this time more tightly, ensuring I don't shrug it off easily.

"Wh-what about her?" I almost cursed at myself for stuttering at the part. I had been trying to get Natalie off my mind and was almost successful.

"U sure that was 'successful'? Did you even try getting over that little crush of yours?"

Yeah, yeah whatever...

I had decided not to talk about it to anyone I knew, figuring it to be the best way not to get too attached to my feelings for her .But here I had my nosy brother, almost spilling water over my efforts.

"How come you bring her here?" He raised a brow.

I shoved my hands inside my jeans pockets, shifting my weight from one leg to another, trying to think of a valid reason that my genius ass brother would actually believe.

"Don't try so hard, he'll figure out anyway"

I know but still...

"Well the situation turned out to be this way" I reasoned while chewing at the inside of my right cheek.

He looked pretty confused so, I had no choice but to tell him the exact story of what had happened couple of hours ago at prom.

By the end of my "tale" he wore the exact same expression as me, lips puckered up as he chewed on his lip.

" It still doesn't quite explain why you brought her here in the first place." He moved his head sideways confusedly.

I had promised myself after all that happened, that I wouldn't ever let people know about Ralph being my foster brother unless they were really close to me.

I just brought Natalie there, because... I felt like I should. I didn't know if I still fancied her or anything but something about her made me grow attached to her. Something made me feel that she was really close to me.

" I dunno myself" I looked at the ground, not wanting to meet Ralph's eyes.

"Look Drake... I know that... you have a little something for her... just you bringing her here after that incident... and you helping her like that... it just fits" I heard him wonder as I continued staring at the grass, grazing my shoes over it, trying to make a circle.

"What fits?" I couldn't help but look up to him.

"Drake... you like her don't you?"

He searched my eyes for an answer but realized I wasn't letting him in for this topic.

It was unfair I know. He being the brother told me everything and trusted me more than a real brother could .I didn't want him to feel burdened that I didn't trust him or something.

" Drake... you know I don't want history to repeat itself. I know I and Gemima made it till here and all but who knows what could happen to you? Alright, I was a foster kid but you? You are their only child! Just keep in mind what could possibly happen to Natalie." He emphasized.

"I know, that's why I have been trying to stay away from her for good. But I've realized that... that if she gets in trouble... I can't help but make a run for it. She's just... so... I don't know" I sighed , not wanting to talk about it anymore.

"Just be safe whatever" he patted my shoulders to ease the

tension.

Without uttering another word, Ralph and I turned towards the door, back into the house. The walk back in seemed surprisingly long, with the footsteps against the metaled road being the only sound audible.

I couldn't help but admit that what my brother had pointed out was not wrong at all. I knew for a fact that my parents loved me and being the only child they could depend upon for prospering their business, they would not possibly get my hopes down. But the possibility of them to decide my life for me was incredibly high, considering me being a typical rich and only kid of the family. I inhaled in a sharp breath, feeling the burden on my shoulders. Although I was not sure what exactly my relation with Natalie was, it was un-avoidable to think of the possible hurdles that we could encounter if we were destined to be something.

I felt Ralph put his arm round my shoulders, as if noticing my low mood and I naturally scooted closer to him. The brotherly affection that we both possessed between us was priceless.

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Short chapter I know... from now on I'll try my best not to make the chapters lengthy as it is convenient for me to write this way. (but this one's too short...) Plus it is easier to come up with the scenarios. I've got the whole plot planned out but the thing is that the scenarios take time to be processed. It is quite hard to come up with the situations that actually fit the plot , considering your vocabulary and language skills..... well there ,we go... the typical concerns of a wattpad writer.... Anyway, stay tuned! Don't forget to press the star if I deserve one! J

st, IncwL