RIKI II: Play The Game

Chapter FOUR

Lisa told me Chill and Sicily finally broke up. Frankly I don't give a fuck about my half- brother's problems. I have mine to tender. But I was happy about it. Chill doesn't need her and he's finally free. He was sad when he told me first about the breakup. He didn't want to end the relationship, but he had to because Sicily wouldn't change her ways. She let the pain of her past relationship get in the way with Chill thinking he was the same. Girls...they're so stupid with their emotions. Chill needs to stop whining and be happy. He should close his heart to it, to her, and enjoy his life. He doesn't need a girl. That's the problem with mankind, always has been. Thinking they need each other when they don't. All they do is just hurt each other. That's why the best person you can love, trust, and rely on is yourself. You may not be happy, but you have to tell yourself it's what's best. Seeing how Chill's relationship was with his Sicily and how relationships are for others, I'm so glad I'm single.

Chill turns twenty-one. Lisa had the walls of the dining area decorated with birthday balloons and a Happy Birthday banner just like she did mine. What a fucking dope with the little kid shit. Lisa will never change. And because of that, I have the advantage.

Chill got his Nintendo Switch. He'll get the games on his own. I got him fruit snacks. I expected him to finish his favorite snack all up in a day, but looks like it'll last him a week. When I took a visit at 1428, I got to see his room's new look of a gamer's world. Chill got a monitor and desktop on his desk where he plays his PS4 with internet access. We used his flatscreen to play on my PlayStation 3. It made more sense than having to use the TV in the living room all the time. We played Dynasty Warriors 6 then Smackdown VS Raw 2008.

In the first match Chill damaged my shit in the six-man Hell In The Cell. He was Bobby Lashley and I was The Rock. Somehow, I was able to get the win pinning Stone Cold Steve Austin in a roll up. Chill was pissed talking about how he should've won. So I gave him a one-on-one match with us as the same wrestlers we picked before. And I whipped his ass pinning him with The People's Elbow. Chill eventually got his win over me in a Fatal Four Way Extreme Rules match as Terry Funk. I was Sabu. We then played Mortal Kombat in Tag Team Ladder, but Chill quit because he wanted to play something different.

Chrissy ordered Chinese food for us. I was a bit uneasy with the Corona thing, but I put my mind off it as I ate my chicken and broccoli with white rice, an eggroll, and ginger ale. We blew out the candles of the Carvel ice cream cake and ate at the table. On Chill's birthday card I wrote: Happy 21, dick!

Lisa said while in the bathroom reading it: "Really, Derrick?!" Grow up, bitch! Chill, Chrissy, and I don't necessarily say I love you the normal way. Just with flip offs, bitches, faggots, niggas, dicks, shithead, and whatever casual profanity used among friends and siblings.

I finished watching season 3 of Shameless with Lisa. It's now become the show for us seeing after Game of Thrones. Damn, that show was good. I hope Ian and Mickey get back together when he's done with ROTC. Lip graduated. He's a smart one. I want to be like him. Fiona's strong. Just when Fiona is about to burst in tears, she shakes her head and sucks it up. I wish I was like her when I cry. I get too emotional and nearly delve into it. I hope Jimmy Steve comes back and Frank stops drinking. Fiona is the young-older sister raising five kids on her own because their shitty parents couldn't get their shit together. Ain't that how most parents are? Trust me, I can relate.

I stayed at 1428 for eight hours. I couldn't let myself stay too long. Lisa gets sad when I leave asking when I'll come back. I honestly don't give a shit how that bitch feels. I hate her and I will bring her pain. I'm glad she gets sad when I leave. Of course, I'll visit every week. This is a game after all. And I have to play.

I wish I could act normal and bright when I wake up. When I don't get enough sleep, I'm moody and slow. Coffee gives me energy, but I have to control it; it can make me overly extraverted. I've also been drinking milk and honey before I go to bed. Lisa told me it helps. So did Google.