Kiss My Threats

Chapter 30

I ignored Phil throughout today, I didn't even see him in the first place anymore, he prolly would have gone somewhere but who cares, he could have gone to my house again and keep his sick letters there, I should have always known that he was the one but only God knows what charm he had used on me, that I had liked with, and that his innocent looking face that is thoroughly fake.

"Donny!" I screamed my brother's name, giving him the signal that I've arrived. His head turned left at me before he did some bro thing with some of his friends and walked to where I was, inside my car.

"Hey sis, I hope your voice isn't strained." He says as he sits on the chair next to me.

"Sho-"

"You look stressed." He pointed out, his eyebrows furrowing as he eyes my face for a moment as if he was going to get the hint.

''Yeau, it'd been a long day, andibrokeulwithPuil." I mumbled my last part, it just slipped my mouth because it did. I've felt a hole in my chest but if she was happy I wasn't with him anymore, he could go find some girl that can match with his madness and craziness.

"Uh? It's always a long day." He sighs, resting his head on the headrest before going quiet as I step on the brake. I was.surprrised he was quiet like he was pondering on something.. did he hear what I said? Oh God.

"Something something Phil? That's all I heard about what happened to Phil?" He finally asks, looking puzzled than ever and he was sitting upright now, not resting his back on the seat anymore. His eyes pierced mine in search of answers but I just shook my head, not now Don. I am not ready to talk about that guy. Even the mere thought of him is bringing me into a state of dizziness and I find myself sitting uncomfortably and wanting everywhere to be quiet, everywhere being him.

"Later Don, later." I will have to tell him, my mom, and probably…dad. He would have been so glad he could see through Phil's innocent facade and mom and I shouldn't have denied what lies in the truth, we shd have believed dad instead, he saw what we didn't see in Phil. But it isn't our fault either, if you see Phil, he had that cute innocent face with those dark spiky hair and big Mucha or coffee brown eyes that attracts anything, and his one dinoled cheek that is deeply drilled in his cheeks, even if he wasn't smiling. Normal people's dimples show mostly when they smile but Phil didn't have to just smile before it pops out, he looked too innocent for this act, if not too much.

I shook away those thoughts from my head, I need to focus on the road now, I can't let the thoughts of Phil cause me an accident.

"So, gist me about Alyssa now? You've finally asked her out right?" I asked him, wanting my mind to be blank of Phil

"For the trillionth time, yes and she said yes by the way why won't she say yes, who else would she say yes to if not me."

I chuckle, "it's the confidence for me bro."

"Confidence is everything, I believed it was going to happen with no negative thoughts."

"Oh that's nice my brother so who's teaching you all these."

He points to his brain.

"Oh so you do have a brain?" I asked him trying so hard to stop that smile from forming on my lips because I knew what was going to happen I'm 3, 2, 1-

He suddenly starts to laugh hysterically for so long probably to get in my nerves, it was starting to pick on, "IF you are waiting for me to get angry then I'm sorry for you."

I covered my mouth with my left hand looking away from him. Great.

"No one needs to tell me that I don't have a brain, it's just that I strongly believe in what's up here.." he points to his temple again, "it's not my fault that you don't-"

"Okay enough with these motivational talks, I'm sure you stole them."

"No I made it myself, just because of you!" He said aggressively.

"Story storyyyyy." I smiled at him before I saw the anger finally surfacing on his face. He sure hates when I refer to whatever he says as a story.

"I hate you."

"I love you more."

"I hate you."

"U know what, I hate you more."

"Keep telling yourself that.. we both know you love me and won't endure seeing me in pain. Really brother? I dragged his finger with my hand seeing him scream.

"Done "

"Damn! I'm not saying anything any more."

"Yep, so I win this time. Yayy!" He stays quiet, resting his head on the window and probably angry that I won this time.

"***
We met mom at home before us, she was still struggling with the designs or decorations for dad and when we stepped into the living room, we were both awed, mom has worked really hard for this and I hope her sweats pay off.

"Mom, wow this is awesome " I complimented her, with Adonis helping with the stool.

"Oh thanks, I had to rush here to get it over with. I wasn't busy at work anyways and this is worth it so.." she steps back in order to view her beautiful creation.

"Wow, it's beautiful." She says with her eyes shining in amusement. "There's no way your dad's gonna say no to this."

I hum, going back upstairs with a usual feeling in my stomach. I may or may not get those letters, I'll still have to tell mom about it and it will be soon, but she looks over excited for dad's arrival. It doesn't take short things  to make my mom this happy so later will do it.

I was not too shocked when I  found out there was no paper on my desk when I entered my room. Besides, why would he still put his useless papers there when the truth is already revealed. He's just too sick.
I'm sorry for him.

I showered and dressed in my casual outfit. I wore the polo I stole from Adonis since that's the same thing he does to mine and wore matching jeans that glued to my skin and it's below my knee. The dress fits me like the whole entire dress is mine, get ready for Adonis yells when I step out. He always envies the way his clothes fit me because men don't do the same to him.

I laid on my bed with my phone in my hand, scrolling through my insta since I was bored and watching a few reels. Soon, I heard mom leaving the house to go get dad at the hospital so I went downstairs to give her a goodbye.

"You are wearing my shirt again!" Adonis yells running to attack me to the ground but I dodged him.

"This was how I felt when you also stole my shampoo the time I needed it."

"You- you… ugh." His palms were turned into a fist as he gripped his hair, "this shirt is my fav."

"I would have believed you if you didn't say that everytime."  I sat on the couch with my phone and he sat angry on the sofa and brought out his device.

"You won't mind seeing the pic I took of-"

"Nope, I thought mom warned you to stop taking those funny pics of me."..

"How do you know it's funny, I haven't shown you yet."

"Bet it with me, those pics that you think they're funny when they aren't." I showed him the pic before he snatched my phone and I chased him in the living room while screaming, "I'm gonna retrieve the photo from Google clout if you delete it."

But he doesn't hear me, when he is done he hands it over.

"You just stressed ur self for no reason, I am gonna get it back "

"That's if you can. Hehe." He laughed evilly and ran back stalking suddenly while I dropped my phone on the couch shaking my head. Goat. And soon I heard blasting burna boy songs from his room, he was a big fan of the Nigerian artiste burna boy and he also made me like his song because he plays it most times.