Part 2: Not This Again..

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    Don't tell me you missed yesterday...

What? You did? Ugh. Alright, fine.
Just to recap, my youngest siblings found a shit tone of money, and my older sister was out to get them. And me and Patrick took a little bit of it back, too. It ended up being like.. 800 dollars in all.

But, apparently, the money was from our neighbors, and they are noooot happy.

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"MCCLAIN!!" My neighbors middle child, Emilio, yells.

Great. He's out to get us again.. Wonder which one of us he wants now.

The door is unlocked, of course, Emilio comes through the door angerly.

"Who the fuck took my money??" He asks me and Patrick who were just sitting in the livingroom watching TV.

"The real question is, how did a guy like you, get so much money" I ask him stuffing my face.

He runs over and smacks me at the back of the head causing me to spit out my food.

"I asked, where the fuck is my money Mcclain!???"

"I don't know, Emery! Leave us alone." I say back, in the same tone as Emilio.

Emilio scoffs and runs upstairs.

"Fuck." Both me and Patrick say in unison running up the stairs.

"Where's my money Charlie?"

We can hear Emilio's voice from the kids room. We run in there, only to see Charlie holding a baseball bat and the backpack on the floor near her.

"Emilio leave her alone." I say quietly, to mostly avoid attention.

I could tell, Patrick was this close to pouncing on him.

"Yeah. What Jordan said, Emery, leave me alone." Charlie says, holding the bat up to him.

Emilio chuckles and grabs the bat from her and the backpack, and runs.

"You think you can steal my money kid, you better think twice."

"Oh you motherfucker!" Patrick yells running after him.

"SHIT. EMILIO WHAT THE FUCK??" I follow both of them.

Emilio ran out of the house and over to his family's house. Patrick wasn't far behind.

"Listen Mcclain. You want money, go make some yourself instead of stealing from your neighbors, asshole." Emilio slams his front door in Patrick's face as he gets up to their porch.

As I get to Pat, I hear the door click.

"Shit. Of course it was his money. It's always Emilio."

"He probably stole it from some store or some shit though." I say.

"Since when are you on his side??"

"I'm not shithead, I'm just saying that's probably what happened!" I say in retort. "We should be lucky Mary's not home cause if she was she'd kill us."

"She was gonna give the money back anyways." Patrick says rolling his eyes and walking back into our house.

"PATRIIICKKK WHERES MARY?!" Micah yells. "I KINDA HAVE A PROBLEM.."

"Shit..." Patrick sighs.

"What?.."

"She's 13 who knows. Where are ya Mike?"

"WHERE DOES IT SOUND LIKE??? I'M DYING.."

Patrick and I go into the room that she was in, which of course as a young teen girl, was in the bathroom..

"Shit.. this is why I wish Mary was here." Patrick groans.

"Yeah I'm not dealing with that. See ya.." "ASSHOLE WE'RE THE ONLY ONES HERE TO HELP." "Yeah I'm not helping with the girls period problems." I say walking out.

"NOOOO..." Micah says. "NOT A PERIOD...." She says and then pauses. "Wait what's that.."

Patrick yells in anger.

I walk back to the doorframe leaning on it. "I mean come on Pat, you've had so many girlfriends, you should know how the female body works anyways." I say with an eye roll.

Patrick grabs a shampoo bottle and throws it at me as I run out.

"Have fun explaining to the 13 year old what is happening to her!! I'm checking on the youngsters."

I walk up the stairs to find Max, Charlie, and Jacie putting something over Ben's head.

"What the hell are you guys doing?!

They all immediately stop, and all look at me dropping the bottle.

"What. Is. That.."

"Uh... Caramel?" Jacie says innocently.

"YOU PUT WHAT ON BEN'S HEAD?!" I quickly go over and grab the caramel. "Are you fucking stupid??? You don't put stuff on people's head. Especially not a three year old!"

They all nod.

"Bring him downstairs, to the bath now."

All the sudden Ben starts crying. I pick up Ben and carry him down stairs. But Pat and Micah are still trying to figure out her whole situation.

We hear the door click and Mary walks in.

"Where is- Holy shit."

Mary sees the mess of Ben covered in caramel, the three younger ones around me trying to stick things onto the caramel.

"What the fuck is going on???"

Patrick walks out of the bathroom and sighs. "Thank GOD you're here. You take care of Micah. I'm not dealing with that anymore."

Mary groans and runs in there, to a crying Micah, motioning me to bring Ben in.

Instead I sit Ben down, and push him in.

"Jordan don't you dare leave me-"

"I am not staying in here while you-" "Get in here or I swear to fucking god-" "I am not staying in there while you are helping Micah."

Mary sighs. "Fine. I'll give Ben a bath."

I nod and walk out into the hall.
Max and Charlie were picking on Jacie. Good god these kids.

"GUYS!" I yell. "Older two outside. I don't give a fuck about what you do."

"NO. THEY ARE NOT GOING OUTSIDE. ALL OF YOU LIVINGROOM NOW." Mary screams sending Micah out and we here the bath turn on.

Damn.. What the fuck Mary.

We walk to the living room, and the younger ones flop onto the couch, and Charlie and Max start hitting each other.

Good god, here we go again...

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Yeppp!! A couple new characters friends! If you guys haven't read the first end caption-ish thing, Max and Micah are twins. And of course you have the neighbor boy Emilio. There's definitely more to come from him.

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