The Kindness Of Shadows.

Chapter Three: Who knew.

.Skipping 2 weeks

I woke to the sun pouring through my purple curtains and sweet aroma of ...of.....of waffles as soon as I decoded these smells I quickly got my dressing gown on over my Pjs and thought ' man I love weekends,’  and hurried downstairs.

It wasn't until then that I noticed how light it had become I estimated that it had to be around 11 am. 

When I strolled into the kitchen the clock said that it was 10:42 ,close enough, I thought to myself .

Anyway as I strolled into the kitchen I felt the air was tense , everyone was looking at Monica .

"Hey , what's up?" I said in an attempt to break the awkward silence.

Monica looked up at me and grinned , her eyes wrinkled in delight ads, I took a place at the table and took a heap of pancakes .

Then she burst out.

"I ,ummm... well apparently I'm engaged."

I almost choked and took me a good moment to recover. But after I felt my mouth drop so low it could've hit the floor.

She quickly added .

"Well, quand j'aurais 18 ans."

I looked at her confused, I couldn't speak French but my sister had this French nanny when she was younger and picked it up.

I had a Russian nanny but I don't know any Russian. So she has a thing that she goes in and out each language without realizing it.

Thankfully my mum caught on and she translated "she says not until she's eighteen."

"well, that makes it a whole lot better,” I said sarcastically

For a while, I just looked between Monica and my parents.

I then felt mixed emotions but the one that overpowered them all was how furious I was and I remembered that I always wanted to get married first, have kids 00\0-.and do pretty much everything before Monica.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. After a few seconds it wouldn't say anything so I took a deep breath and massaged my temples cause this was a lot to take in .

"So you’re saying that my little sister got engaged at the age of eleven and even though i'm three years older than her I have to wait."

My dad looked at me with an apologetic look.

"I'm afraid so, Simba."

Even though I was really mad, my dad talking to me soothed me a little , especially how he used my nickname, he had used it when I was small , because I was 'apparently' the loudest kid ever to live so he nicknamed me Simba meaning lion in Swahili.

I looked into his grey eyes hoping to seek refuge from all this madness when nothing came I stood up and left with my pancakes .

I finished my delicious pancakes and got dressed (decided to get dressed).

It took me ages to decide what to wear even though my wardrobe consists of either really posh stuff I got as presents or really nostalgic stuff I got for presents. After a while I decided on a 90s t-shirt which had a cat on it some worn out boot cut jeans and some uggs.

As soon as I had finished getting ready I texted Penny and Liam, whom turned out to be really good people. 

I learned that Penny didn't really care about punishing him , she was so cool she didn't even give me the “he is mine," lecture ,but she had said she had caught Liam in an awkward position with another girl, he said that he slipped and she fainted on him.