Dedicated to Simmsss_
Goodness Gracious - Ellie Goulding
My head pounded hard. Memories from last nights played in my head, but one set itself aside from the others. And of course, it was Xavier's kiss. I mean, it was freaking Xavier and he freaking kissed me.
"Tyler! Tyler! Get. Up!" May bounced on the bed next to me, making me jump. The edges of the covers fell out of my grasp, and I was left only in my skimpy nightgown.
"You still sleep naked?" She stared at me, "I thought we were over that."
"How are you so giddy? I thought you were drunk last night?" I pulled the covers around myself.
"Yeah, I was. But I don't get hangovers, you know. Isn't that cool!" She jumped off the bed, clearly not fully recovered from last night.
"May? Why don't you go bother Charlie instead?" I suggested, hoping she'd catch on quick and leave.
"Oh, she's not in."
"Shit, I'm really hoping she's alright," I wrapped the bed sheet around me and walked over to where my clothes lay on the floor. I placed them in the laundry, and had a change of clothes.
May held up her phone so that I could see it. The number calling wasn't registered on it.
"Should I pick?" She asked, waiting for my reply. I squinted hard at the number, suddenly remembering something. It was weird and didn't make sense in my head. That was the number that called the other day when Khris came to visit. Charlie and I were together and she answered it. I stored it in my head, you know, just for safety reasons.
"Uh...yeah," I said, telling her everything. It finally rang out.
"Now what?" May frowned. So we waited patiently until the caller dialed again, and this time, I answered it.
"Yeah?" I said, propping a hand on my hip, while May sat leisurely on my bed. She was playing with my No Fear pillow, which was plush and purple.
"Oh, it's you Tyler," Charlie breathed. What - Charlie? That's weird. How was that even possible? Did I ever think that the unknown number belonged to Khris, and Charlie was with her at that moment?
"Where are you?" I demanded.
"At my sister's?" She replied, sounding nervous and her breathing quickened. Well, that explained most of it. But the real brainteaser was, why didn't Charlie recognize her sisters number the first time it called? Why did she sound nervous and anxious? My thoughts drifted to when Charlie surprised me with a text message, and Xavier and I had to pick her up from a zingy hotel? What was she hiding? Oh, my head hurt from all that thinking.
"Are you okay?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. I was still a bit dazed and confused. I wasn't a morning person. At all.
"Can I have Keenan? Please," she begged. I loosened up a bit, knowing it was really her. And she was just as stupid as before.
"Oh, you had me worried. And no. He's not mine, so he can't be yours," I stuck my tongue out at the phone, then felt dumb all of a sudden. May, who'd been watching me, stared at me like I had completely gone mad. Well, I was mad.
"Yeah, whatever," I could see her roll her eyes. "Anyway, I'm staying with Khris and Damon for a while. I thought you should know that."
"Oh" I said. That meant one less child to worry about. Yes! I swung my hips around, and May thought I'd officially lost it.
"Okay, I have to go. Bye!" She said quickly before ending the conversation.
"That's weird," I said aloud, staring at May's phone in confusion. Charlie was with me when she answered the call the other day. She surely couldn't be the caller. It made no sense at all. My detective skills were going into action, I needed to find out more.
"What? What?" May demanded, snatching her phone from me. I didn't brother telling May about my suspicions. We both left the room and went into the kitchen where I would prepare the quickest breakfast I could think of.
"So," I began, bringing out a bowl and spoon, then setting them on the counter. "Any updates about your trip to Milan?"
"Oh. Not really," May's face fell at the mention of the topic, "you know, Tyler? I don't think I'm cut out for it. Its...I don't know. I'm just not so sure about it anymore. I'm not perfect for it."
I knew May was a bit insecure a few times. But something had to trigger her doubt.
"What! Why?"
"I don't know. I'm not the right size. Don't you think?" She asked.
"Okay. May? If you haven't noticed, you're way skinny."
"Really! You think that's why I'm sad and alone like your cousin, Charlie?" She asked, horrified. Duh, no one wanted to be like Charlie. Her life was pretty pathetic for a seventeen year old high school girl. At her age, I had at least managed to have a boyfriend. But I seriously still didn't know what it was that she was doing to repel the guys. Maybe that's why Dimitri still wasn't with her. Why, she had liked him since they were kids.
"No one's as sad and alone as her. And what about Leon? You thought he was cute," I wriggled my eyebrows, giving her a face. I poured some cereal into the bowl and began scooping some.
"Oh, that one. No, he's not 'all that'," she said bored. I hated seeing beautiful things go to waste. I thought they'd make a cute couple. But things just don't work out sometimes.
Like you and Xavier, a dark voice added maliciously. I didn't even like Xavier. He was annoying. Where was he, anyway? Did no one care about him?
"Oh really? That's sad," I said with my mouth full. Coco pops was definitely my favorite. And the monkey was really cute too. I wondered what he'd look like of he was human and real. He'd probably look like Xavier. Hot, dark, sexy... Lord, I need to stop. This was madness!
"What about you? You and Xavier were heating it up at the back seat yesterday," she nudged me, stealing a spoon of my cereal.
"No we weren't!" I said defensively. Xavier was freakishly hot, yeah. But we weren't hot together. And we weren't making it hot.
"Denial," she sang, gazing lazily around, "you were all snuggled up. You couldn't get enough of the sexiness." She said, winking at me. May is so dead.
"Stop it, May. You know I'm a black belt in karate," I said, trying to bust some moves. From the way May was laughing so hard, I probably looked stupid. At this point, I was never embarrassed when I was with May. This girl and I have been through sh!t together.
"Yeah right," she said sarcastically, then immediately changing the course of our conversation, "I miss Yasmin" she fake-cried.
"Yes! I miss her too! I wonder how her baby's doing? She's like five months into the pregnancy," I wailed. And that's how May and I erupted into pathetic sobs and wails, hugging ourselves dramatically and acting like a bunch of idiots.
