Unmasked

Chapter 28

"Put the eggs in the batter. No- not the full egg, only the yolk." I sighed exasperated from Andrews stupidity. "You said the egg! Not the egg yolk...how was I supposed to know?" He batted his eyelashes innocently, while smirking.

I scoffed, "I thought you were smart." I remarked, rolling my eyes playfully while mixing the cookie batter. He opened his mouth wide, and placed a hand over his heart trying to act offended. "I will have you know.." He sassed, "That I am top of all my classes." He informed me, pretending to readjust his non existent glasses.

"You sure don't act like your top of your classes.." I muttered, passing him the flour to measure into the batter. "What was that?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Oh, nothing." I smiled innocently up at him.

He scoffed, "Uh huh." He poured the flour into the measuring cup and got it everywhere but the measuring cup. I gasped, looking back at the mess he made, while I turned around for only a second to grab the chocolate chips. "How can you mess that up?" I gaped, looking at the floor and counter, seeing flour everywhere in the kitchen. "You only have to scoop it out!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up and snatching the bag out of his hands.

"Hey, I'm new at this. You can't judge me." He wagged his finger, and put his other hand on his hip.

"A two year old could do better." I scoffed.

"Could not."

"Could too."

"Could not!"

"Could too!"

"Could n-" I reached into the bag of flour, and threw it into his face. "Could too." I concluded, putting the right amount of flour into the bowl.

He gasped loudly, and wiped the flower off of his face and eyes, while spitting it out of his mouth. I chuckled quietly, as he just stared at me, frozen in place.

I couldn't control my laughter anymore as I bursted out laughing, my horrendous cackling echoing throughout the house. Andrew blinked multiple times, and started laughing uncontrollably as well. He picked up the flour on the ground and threw some at me too. I continued laughing, even louder when it hit my face, leaving the kitchen and ourselves a mess.

As we were rolling around on the floor, I heard big booming steps racing down the stairs. Luke, Finn, and Brandon all stared at us in shock. Brandon came running over, sliding into the flower on the ground and rolling around in it like a dog.

I let out an accidental snort in laughter, as he continued rolling around in it. Finn came up and stuck his finger in the batter, licking it. "No!" I exclaimed, laughing still. "Don't eat it! It's not finished!" I took a big breath and controlled my breathing, smacking away Finns hand as he tried taking another lick.

"But it's so good!" He whined, sticking out his bottom lip and trying to pout. I shook my head no, and shooed him away to sit on the counter stool. Luke walked up slowly, looking at the mess in the kitchen. "I am not cleaning this up." He told us, looking from Andrew to me.

I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he wasn't angry. "Yeah Andrew, you hear that? He's not cleaning it up, so you are." I remarked, now batting my eyelashes innocently, making my way to the batter and pouring in the chocolate chips.

"What? No way! You made the mess!" He exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at me. I turned around quickly and stared at him in disbelief, "You spilled the flour everywhere!" I reminded him, looking at all the flour on the ground and table. "Well you threw it at me!" He tried making a point, but only looked stupid trying to think of something.

I glared at him and raised an eyebrow, he sighed annoyed and muttered a 'fine, fine.' I smirked proudly, and set the dough on a greased pan, sliding it into the oven. "When are they cookies going to be done?" Finn beamed excitedly, jumping up and down in his chair.

"Hold your horses, in about 10 minutes." I comforted him, patting his shoulder leaving some flour on him. "Hey! You got flour on me!" He stated, looking from his shoulder to me. "Wow Sherlock Holmes has done it again." I clapped sarcastically, while he just rolled his eyes and tried wiping it off. "I am Sherlock Holmes, I'm just smart like that." He smiled, knowing damn well he was lying to himself.

"Your brains the size of a watermelon seed." I snorted, shaking my head and cleaning off the counter with a wet rag. He rolled his eyes and got up to watch Tv in the living room.

After about 10 minutes I took the cookies out, letting them cool. I also helped Andrew with cleaning the kitchen. I took a look at my appearance and decided I probably needed a shower.

I marched up the stairs, remembering Benji didn't know we made cookies. I knocked on the door and opened it. I was just a bit shocked at what I saw.

Benji and this guy were making out on his bed, ruffling with each other's hair. I coughed awkwardly, letting him know I was there. Benji immediately sprang up, pushing the guy off him. "Q-Quinn!" He stuttered, his cheeks going red. "I uh- made cookies.." I informed him, going to shut the door.

"Come back!" He called after me, I opened up the door slowly as the guy walked out, giving me a tight lip smile and heading down the stairs.

"You can't tell anyone!" He pleaded, his eyes going wide right after I shut the door. "Please, you can't tell anyone!" He begged, as I made my way to sit down with him.

"Why not?" I asked, frowning a bit. I was sure his brothers would support and love him no matter what. He sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. "Luke already deals with so much, him finding out may stress him out more...the others might judge me." He looked to me quickly, "You don't think of me any different do you?" He asked wearily, his eyes pleading for me to say no.

"Of course I don't, you can love whoever you want to love." I shrugged, and thought about what else he said. "They aren't going to judge you, ya know? I'm sure they're going to be really supportive of you. I won't push you into telling them, but...I do think you should." I informed him, patting his back. He looked at me almost scared, pondering if I was right.  

"I'm not ready yet." He sighed, leaning his elbows on his knees. "Not yet.." He muttered, taking a deep breath. I nodded, understanding that if he didn't want to yet he didn't have to. "That's alright, I won't tell anyone either." I comforted him.

He told me more about how he's always been questioning his sexuality, and he never had any crushes on girls. He only pretended to like them for their sake, but it was never a real crush. I sat listening to him vent for about 20 minutes until I remembered I was still covered in flour, and desperately needed a shower.

"There's cookies down there, okay? And don't worry about them, your brothers are really nice. I mean, look what they did for me." I smiled warmly, closing the door and making my way to my room. Look what they've done for me I thought over and over again. I smiled again as I thought about how much they really changed my life.

A/N: just curious but who's your favorite character so far? (Specifically meaning who's your favorite brother?) For me it's probably Luke, he's the sweet, responsible older brother that you can look up to and I admire that.

I was also wondering who your least favorite character is? (Mine is obviously Zach, but again I was wondering which brother you disliked the most.) Personally I don't hate any of them, probably since I made all of these characters.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and will continue reading because there some exciting things comping up in a couple chapters.