Vulpecula ✔️

The Team.

The next few days were hectic for me. After slapping Kayden, I demanded he walks out the curtains and thankfully he did without any protests. I had been avoiding the group to sort my emotions and they did the same. I didn't see any of them together and whenever we did we made sure we don't talk to each other. So I didn't feel as bad for ignoring them because they all were ignoring each other and I was no exception.

At the mansion, papa John has been afraid that my father and mother would return one day. Soon. The entire helpers have been running around cleaning the house spotless. I wonder why they are so afraid of those two. It's not like they own everyone in the house. They aren't even here any of the time. And all of these people were employed by papa John or Joanna or by me.

"He will come back tomorrow." Papa John said as he walked into the mansion. I was sitting in the living room and doing some research work for the assignment that I was given.

"Oh no."

"Exactly. Would you like to come and live with us for that time being?" He offered as he plopped down beside me.

"I'll see what I can do. If they do something bad, I will whoop their asses and then come to your place." I boasted.

"Whoop their asses like we did back then?" He smirked. I smirked right back remembering that time.

It was the time when I was fifteen, my mother and father had visited the mansion and they were living there for a week. I remember I hated to be in their presence. Hell, my tutor had also said that he would take a leave for the week so I could spend some time with my 'family', but I knew he lied. He just wanted to escape from the toxic clutches of the two people, whom I have to call my parents.

Mother was criticizing everything about the mansion and about the clothes that I wear or the ones that anyone who crossed her wore. She is such a prude and a total spoilt rich brat. She wouldn't touch anything below branded. Papa John and I were both done with her so we decided to sprinkle itching powder on all her clothes. She never knew who did that because she said that she won't have any of our help touch her expensive clothes. She used to send it to this person who cleans clothes. And he is a reliable person for his mother. She never even doubted us because we are too stupid to do something like this to her.

It was so funny seeing her trying to discreetly scratch the itching places. At night I could hear her screeching and whining to father who was just as done with her as any of us. I wonder why he was still married to a lady like her. I know she birthed me and all but she is nothing but a disappointment to mothers.

My mother is a total bitch.

"Maybe this time we could do something much better and eliminate her. Tony is just as done with Diana as any of us."

"I understand. I wish he was something more like Tony Stark. I mean he is an iron man and he is everyone's favourite."

"But not yours."

"And not yours too. You like Black widow a little too much. Joanna is insecure."

"Don't know what for." Did he just quote One Direction? But then again, he was a greater fan of one direction than me. Sure I did like the band. I liked them a lot. But papa John was obsessed. He even used their toothbrush to brush his teeth. And forced me to do the same. Hell, even Joanna had to brush her teeth with one Direction's toothbrush for over a year while they were dating.

Papa John used to buy their show tickets for the front seat and made sure he looked presentable for the boys. I once found Joanna crying in her room because she loved papa John and she assumed that he was gay because of the way he would cheer for the boys. I too thought he was gay. And I often felt scared that if he manages to hook one of the guys from the band, I would be doomed. They'd see me as a little girl as papa John does. And I don't want them to think of me like that.

But he eventually realised that it wasn't a healthy obsession. I wonder how he even reached the state of being obsessed with the boys. Though he apologized and assured Joanna that she is the only one for him, he still secretly bought one Direction's march and often shared them with me. That's why I have so many bobbleheads of the band members.

"Oh you just won my heart right there." I punched him lightly on his bicep and then sighed. The happy moment in the air vanished. It was time to be serious and think about what to do next. How would I survive with these people coming here? "How long are they coming for?"

"Maybe a week or two. You know Tony doesn't stay here long. And Diana wouldn't let him." Papa John justified. Before any of us could say anything else the doorbell rang. I looked at papa John in question but he just shrugged. If it was Joanna she would have barged right in and complained about how we don't care about her anymore. I'm speaking from experience.

"What are you doing here?" I rebelled after seeing Kayden in my house, standing in front of me, wearing a black hoodie and grey joggers as if this is his house and he is just returning from someplace. How dare he!

"We have to work on a project. I suppose you forgot which is why I decided to be here and help." He spoke coolly.

"Great. You both work and I'll just be in the kitchen to see if we can get something to eat. Would you like anything son?" Papa John asked eying him. He was being extra sweet, which means that he doesn't like Kayden or he is just weary of me and Kayden spending time together alone. He would be here till Kayden leaves.

"That won't be necessary Mr. Mickelson. I'm fine. You go ahead and eat." Kayden replied in a tone which meant business. Of course, he'd mean business when he wants to be a businessman.

"Alright-" He paused as his phone rang. "It's Joanna."

"Invite her over. You both can stay here. I need some support for tomorrow. We might as well just start planning tonight itself." I suggested.

"I'll see what I can do." He nodded and left.

"Alright Kayden. Here's what you will do, I'm doing the research work you take out your laptop and begin typing the keywords. I don't want to copy and paste. I want to write in my own words and then explain. And while I'll be doing that you can search for the pictures related to what we search." I assigned the work and was working on my own.