Ethan Junior's POV

"Don't do this. Just, please, sit back in your seat, and lets continue our dinner."

My brother placed a firm grip on my shoulder, stopping me in my path and putting an end to the flaming temper. I had intended to release on that guy.

I went back to my seat, scrapping the chair on the floor as I pulled myself up to the table. My temper slowly decreased as I stabbed my fork into the bed of vegetables in front of me.

"Are you okay EJ?" Mom asked.

"I'm good Mom."

Mom had wanted us to have a family dinner ever since the beginning of summer....