Something blue, something real

Chapter 3

I come home and my mom had already left for Paris. Something about an issue with a client.

Just as I plop down on my bed my phone vibrates. I take it out of my shirt's pocket

[Mike]

hey

[me]

hey baby

[Mike]

I miss you

[me]

you saw me a while ago

[Mike]

how long ago I saw you doesn't matter. I miss you

[Mike]

I want to see you. Tomorrow?

[me]

It's Art's birthday tomorrow

"Hey idiots!" Theo yells from downstairs. No one answers him.

"I got McDonald's!" I throw my phone on my bed and start running downstairs, so does all my brothers. As we run we push each other each trying to get downstairs first. Tegan trips me and I fall down the last three stairs blocking their way but Trenton jumps over me and reaches the kitchen before both of us.

"I win!" he says in victory and T punches him in the arm.

"What the fuck was that for." Trenton asks but our little brother just shrugs in response before taking food out of the bag and heading for the lounge.

I grab a burger, fries and a coke from the bag.

My brothers and I sit on the couch watching TV for hours laughing at whatever before we hear the doorbell.

All of us pretend not to hear it and Theo finally gets up, "No don't worry you guys, I'll get it."

I smile at him innocently and he rolls his eyes at me. The person rings the doorbell insistently again.

"I'm coming, I'm coming! For fuck's sake!" Theo says and as he opens the door.

"Where the hell is she?" Mike hisses at my brother.

I turn to face him and I can see the anger radiate off him.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I ask him.

"Can't a boyfriend surprise his girlfriend?" he asks me, the words are sweet but the way he says it makes me wonder.

"Of course you can." I tell him, "Come take a seat, we're watching..." he cuts me off mid-sentence, "Can I talk to you in private."

"Let's go upstairs." I tell him clearly confused.

"You can talk in the kitchen." Theo intervenes, his big brother senses coming in to play. I look to see Mike glaring at my eldest brother like he's the scum of the earth as I pull him to the kitchen.

"So what did you want to talk about?" I ask my boyfriend.

"Where's your phone?" he asks me through gritted teeth. I feel the pockets of my sweatpants before I realise I didn't bring it downstairs with me.

"I think it's still up in my room, why?"

"I have been calling and texting you non-stop. No response."

Oh

"Sorry about that." I tell him pulling him in for a hug, he's weak for my hugs. He hugs me back and I smile.

"You hungry?" I ask him and he nods.

I make us something to eat and we sit eating with his one arm wrapped around me while he eats with the other. He stops eating and looks at me chomp down with a weird look on his face.