My Twisted Mafia

Not now!!

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I took time to observe him ..if there was any hint of jokes but he was as serious as ever. Then it hit me..

He was a mafia..

I tried to act calm but inside I was totally freaking.. I was now calculating in my Head how many steps I'd take if I jumped from the Bed..

I was brought back to reality when I heard him laugh , his laugh rumbled in the quiet room ..

" You should have seen the look on your face" he said

I frowned
He chuckled again..
I've never seen him this carefree..
I smiled

"you should laugh often..'' I said quietly

But I guess he heard it because

" Only when necessary" he said

I rolled my eyes
He stood up
I suddenly panicked

" Where are you going?" I asked trying to hide the fear of him leaving

" You need to eat something" he shrugged lazily

Then started for the door. I quickly got up too ,on the process I bumped on him. He turned and rose his brow
I moved back nervously

" I am not staying here alone" I muttered

He chuckled

Idiot

He didn't say anything else he just turned and left.

I followed suit, I didn't know he was heading to the kitchen, when did Naseer learn how to cook?..

You don't even know him

Right.. I'll wait

Muffled voices and screeching were  playing..maybe few bangs but I was not paying attention to the television, else I would have known.
I kept looking from the TV and across the room to my brother's face, he had a frown his attention on the show playing..

I tried so hard to hold my laughter,
I snickered..

Oh well.. I tried

He threw me a glare, with that I couldn't do it anymore.. I laughed
He rolled his eyes

" You could have just let me do it.. it's not my first time I get an asthma attack you know" I said after laughing at him

"Whatever.. I'm going to rest.." he said standing up

I pouted..  " don't go"

But he was already leaving, as if on queue there was a knock by the door.
Naseer walked over to open it..
My heart raced when Ahmed walked in, he looked tired..
I frowned when I saw the next person

" I don't need a doctor " I whined

"Welcome in" Naseer said " forgive my sister's rudeness"

I dropped my jaw..
So I'm the rude one..
After several check ups I was left alone in the living room as the guys left with the doctor

I flipped about the channels settling on nothing in particular. My mind was just wondering what the doctor wanted to say he surely looked serious.. but that was his job right..?
I sighed switching off the TV.
Just then Ahmed walked back in, when our eyes made contact he gave a Small smile
I smiled back. He stood in front of me looking down at me cuddled on the couch

" You look small.." he said

I guess he was referring to the huge sweater
I snuggled more in it still not believing Naseer gave me his favorite sweater