My Brother's Best Friend Is My Mate

Chapter 14: Uno reverse card

The front door opened and I flicked on the light of the lamp beside me on the small table. I knew it was

them. If you asked me, I looked like the cliché mom or dad who stayed up until their 16 year old

daughter came home, beer on her breath with smeared makeup; I had on my bed robe, my feet were

crossed in front of me and my face held a no- nonsense look. "Where were you?", I asked and stood

up. They all look surprised and stood there with their mouth in a 'O'. They both erupted in laughter and

dad was the first one to contain himself. I will definitely remember this day when it comes to putting

them in a retirement home. "Are you auditioning for a 4ole in a TV show?", my dad asked. He chuckled

and continued. "You look like one of those cliché parents." I glared at him. "Where were you all?", I

repeated my question. "I was worried sick, and I was left to fend for myself. I even cooked!" My mom

laughed and attempted to rub my head in affection but I batted her hand away. "You behave like we left

you for one month without internet or food. We just had a little emergency to take care of", mom

examined. "Anyways" , she continued rubbing her temples, " I'm going to take a shower and sleep. I

had a really long day." She climbed the stairs and left dad and me alone. "Don't feel bad kiddo", he

patted my head and I let him. "We're here and we're never leaving." He kissed my forehead and started

up the stairs. "Dad?", I said before he left. "Yes buttercup?" I cringed slightly at the name. "If my

birthday isn't good, can I sue you and mom?" My dad laughed. "Sure", he responded before

disappeared. I have crazy parents, but I love them either way.

I went up to my room and started to get ready for bed. "Yes?", she answered the phone. "Go to hell Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Spencer, you know it's me." Although I knew she couldn't see me, I rolled my eyes. " Are you going to

talk about what happened earlier?", I asked. I heard Spencer sigh. "Can we talk about it another time

please? I'm really tired." I reluctantly let go of the topi, but only for her sake. Spencer and I have never

kept anything from each other, and I knew she would talk about it when she was ready. "Guess who I

saw today?", I said remembering my encounter with Liam earlier. "Kim Kardashian?", she guessed.

"No", I laughed. "Meghan Markle?", she tried again. "I'm not even answering that." She laughed and

continued. "I know, I know!", she squealed. "Who is it?", I asked, desperate to hear her answer.

"Princess Diana!" OK, I am going to bed. "She's fricking dead!", I scream. Spencer bursts into laughter.

"Emerald", my mom called. "Are you okay? Who's dead?", she asked, her tone sounding slightly

worried. "No one mom", I hollered back. "Spencer and I were just having a heart to heart conversation."

Mom went back to doing whatever the hell parents do, and I resumed my conversation with Spencer.

"The person I saw was Liam, Spencer", I told her. She squealed and I could here her clapping. "You

really , really like him, don't you?", she asked. I blushed. "Whatever." Spencer and I kept on talking until

I didn't hear her again, so I assumed she was slepping. I told Sleeping Spencer good night and hung

up the phone. And before Shakespeare could say "Thou", the darkness took me away, and I welcomed

it.