He's Bad News ✔

Chapter 20 - The Bad Boy Can Be Understanding

CHAPTER 20 - THE BAD BOY CAN BE UNDERSTANDING SOMETIMES

  SURELY  IT WASN'T EVERYDAY you woke up to see your younger brother going through your underwear drawer. Certainly it wasn't everyday you woke up to see your younger brother drunk out of his mind, going through your underwear drawer.

"Seth, what are you doing!?" I exclaimed, sitting up in my bed and looking at him with sleepy half open eyes.

Seth was standing in front of my underwear drawer with my -mostly- pink underwear in his hands laughing all by himself. His eyes traveled to mine for the first time and he smiled with a lost, stupid smile "Hey big sis!" he exclaimed happily waving at me.

I sighed annoyed and right then it was when my clock started going off signaling it was time for me to wake up. My eyes widened in surprised and I looked at my clock for confirmation.

It wasn't night like I thought I was. It was six in the morning and my parents would be up any second now. How on earth would I explain the sight in front of me to them? What I was gonna say? I was pretty sure the image spoke for itself! How could Seth be so irresponsible? What was he thinking coming home drunk, minutes before our parents wake up!? My parents weren't stupid they would realize something was wrong.

I had to act fast.

I got up from my bed and dragged Seth from the arm -making my underwear fall to the floor- to his room before my parents woke up.

"Wow." He remarked "How did I end up here?"

I touched my forehead frustrated and annoyed, making my best to not start yelling at him. I could hear my parents from the next room chatting and getting ready which meant they were gonna come check on us soon.

I started panicking and looking around the room trying to find something, anything that would help me hide the fact that Seth was drunk from my parents. I was all for putting an end to this but right now it wasn't the right time.

An idea suddenly hit me so fast I didn't pause to analyze it.

I threw Seth to his bed -which made him laugh drunkenly- and went to his connected bathroom and found his after shave and a mint mouth freshener.

I went back to his bedroom where now Seth was mumbling things that didn't make any sense and was rocking his hands back and forth up in the air. I covered him with his blanket, slapped his hands away and started spraying him with his after shave so he didn't stink alcohol.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he complained, trying to take it away from my hands but I held it higher.

"Saving your butt that's what am I doing." I said through gritted teeth and sprayed his mouth too which caused him to start coughing. I grabbed his head on my hands, trying to make him look at me. His eyes even though they were bloodshot and unfocused still kind of met mine.

"Listen to me." I said to him seriously. "You're gonna tell mom and dad you are sick. Don't tell them anything else but that and that you want to stay home. Or else they are gonna find out you are drunk and won't let you get out of the house ever again. Did I make myself clear?"

Even intoxicated he shook his head scared of the possibility something like that to happen and I placed his head to the pillow and left the room.

Right when I left his room though my parents door opened and mom walked out.

"Good morning hun." She said all dressed up and ready to start her day. Oh only if she knew her son was drunk in the next room.

"G-good m-morning mother." I stammered nervous.