Meeting the Millers

|32| 'I'd drink and drive a plane if it means I get to see you'

One things for sure, I am never inviting Carter over to my house again. Ever

"Nah, they could do a whole lot better if they had another coach"

My dad chuckles, "That's what Daniel said too"

I frown as Carter and my dad converse with one another in the kitchen, my parents got back from work awhile ago and they were happy to see him. Now dad and Carter won't stop talking about fucking football, it's annoying. Mom watches them with me, "It's almost as if he's here for your father" She says amused

I huff in response as she walks away, "Matteo help me set up the table" She then says

I cross my arms as Carter walks towards me, "I'm confused, are you here for me or my family?"

"That's a good question..... your family" He pulls out a chair and I roll my eyes before sitting besides him

"And your sure you wanna stay for dinner?.... It never ends well"

"This is the first time I've been to your house C, we're staying" Carter says amused

"But I just want it to be us" I complain

He squeezes my thigh, "Later"

I sit back with defeat as everyone else sits down around the table. Mom sets down a plate in front of me and I frown at the large quantity, "Dr Gomez said you need to start reaching three thousand calories"

I can't finish all of that

I smile sarcastically, "Amazing"

"I'll finish it if you won't" Matty volunteers

"No, you won't" Dad replies

"I want more too actually" Enzo chimes in

"Don't be greedy"

I frown as I cut through my stake, it's so fricking greasy.....And Grease is never a good thing, Santiago pokes at me with his fork. "Stop"

"I can't eat it whole can I" I scoff

"I know your trying to figure out the calories"

"It's two hundred and seventy one ass hole-

"No calorie talk" Mom says seriously

"Hey C, how many are in my potatoes" My littlest brother asks

"If it's one hundred grams then I'm guessing somewhere in the seventies-

"Dude" Enzo scoffs

"Look just-....

Carter cuts my stake into four quarters and my brothers frown, he shrugs. "It's her pattern"

My dad smiles to himself, "Thanks" I reply

You know meal times always make me think about my time during recovery, in fact I spent a little time reminiscing over some of the memories. I spent my first few weeks rebelling, for some reason I thought that if I never followed the rules then everyone would give up with me..... actually I'm not sure what I was trying to achieve but I do know why Serenity said I was a bad influence. Anyway I was going over how Mia and I became friends

"I take it you refused to listen and had no dinner last night"

"I already told you I ate, get off my dick for one minute" I say annoyed

"Right and that would explain why you're four pounds lighter"

I smile sarcastically, "I guess being skinny is my lifestyle now"