Ready for another one of my twists?? Yeah, I know you are.
Mrs. Maxwell
I'm not sure how to feel, happy or extremely mad. My poor excuse for a daughter pretty much kidnapped my other daughter. I don't care if my husband said it was okay; it still isn't okay with me. I don't need Brianna ending up like her.
As mad as I should be, Brandon's grandmother is still alive. I don't quite favor Nikki at the moment, but I still want her to be safe. Mrs. Roberts has fulfilled that wish, and for that, I am eternally thankful (Has anyone ever seen Toy Story. I thought of that and thought I should say something.) I just can't believe she's alive! She better have a good explanation for this.
Brandon was hugging her tight, so she had to pry herself from his grasp. "So- How in the world are you-"
"Alive," she interrupted Brandon's question. "Well we can either eat dinner first while I have you sitting down, or I can tell you now and you guys send me back to where I came from."
With that we all got over ourselves and went back inside. We ate in an awkward silence until Grandma finally spoke up.
"First things first," she began, "The food is superb!! And Nikki, it's a girl."
Nikki's eyes widened. "Oh my God, how did you know?" she asked, face stuffed with cornbread.
"I didn't until now." Grandma smiled a thin smile and got down to business. Finally. I need to know why she's not lying in a grave right now. "Nikki, what you were planning to do to MacKenzie, Sean, and Jessica didn't seem like a nice thing to do, so I decided that I would give you a taste of your own medicine and die." Everyone (except my clueless little, Brianna) stopped their current movement and looked up at either Nikki or Brandon's grandma.
"But-WHY!!?" Perfect choice of words, Nikole. She seemed to be searching for the right words to say, and the question she just asked is the most logical, most perfect way to put it.
"It was rude and disrespectful, and I was ashamed of my behavior. I never should have encouraged you to do the wrong thing, so to punish you and I, I went into hiding and well... Died."
Everyone's face showed the emotion of either confusion or annoyed shock. No one was happy about the current situation at all.
"So wait, let me get this straight," MacKenzie said. "Nikki tried to sabotage me, Sean, and Jessica. Granny didn't want to go through with it, so she came died. Brandon cried his water out of him. Granny's not dead, and Grandpa still isn't aware of the situation. How?" I looked towards Brandon's grandfather. He was nose-deep in his plate, completely unaware of the current situation. "And Nikki, I thought we were friends!!"
"We are! I didn't even want to go through with the plan!"
"So then I died for nothing!!? Why didn't you tell me you didn't want to go through with it? Do you know how hard it is to climb out of a six foot ditch?"
Soon enough there was a room full of ridiculous questions and excuses: You never told bought a phone; how was I supposed to know you didn't want to go through with it? Or, Why in the world would you do something so bizzare? And even worse, Is there anymore cornbread?
Brianna took a chair and stood on it. I tried to stop her, but she opposed my command and stood up anyway. "HEY!!!" she yelled to the top of her lungs. Everyone froze; she caught their attention. "CAN WE PLEASE JUST SAY OUR 'SORRIES' AND 'I LOVE YOU'S' ALREADY!!? IT'S FREAKIN VALENTINE'S DAY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!?" After her loud announcement, Brianna sat down and started on another drumstick. There was a moment of silence. Then everyone said their "Sorries" and "I love you's." We all sat down with smiles in our faces and finished our dinner in that same awkward silence.
"Can someone please pass the pepper?" Grandpa asked like nothing had happened. I guess that's how it's all gonna go. So as far as I know, Grandma has never died or gone missing. Hmmm... What an odd, confusing Valentine's Day...
