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Chapter 14: Family Matters

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Selena's P.O.V.

"Len, off the phone." Jake snapped at me.

"Um no, weren't you just on your phone snapping selfies with Shauna?"

Jake dropped his fork onto his plate. "That's not the same. I was making memories with the girl I love. You're texting."

I was about to give him a dig about all of his forgotten memories with Nina but I decided tonight wasn't the night for that. Instead I said, "So, all the nudes you send each other on a daily count as "memories" too?"

"You're such an embarrassment, Sel."

"Hey, don't say that about your sister, Jake. And what I tell you about throwing my government name around like that for just anybody to hear, huh Selena?"

Jake and I both rolled our eyes. "There's nobody here but us, Shae." He shrugged.

"Still."

I looked down at my full plate of demonic sperm-- I mean vegetables, and sighed. I pushed by plate back, deciding not to play with it anymore. I was beyond irritated with myself for still being hyped up over a damn hug.

"So, this dinner is pretty much over right? I have things to do after this." I said rather rudely. Whoops.

Apparently I wasn't the only one tired of my act, Jake was too. He once again threw his fork down, sat back in his seat with his arms crossed over his chest, his nostrils flared. He was fed up and about to snap. "Like what, Sel? What's so damn important? I understand you're still a little shook over what happened Friday night but I'm trying to help you. We're all trying to help you. You know how scared I was seeing you in that alleyway? Broken? It scared the shit out of me. I'm probably getting as much sleep as you are. And you-- you act like you don't give a fuck! I'm over here--"

"Shut up!" I cut him off. Way to blow shit out of proportion Jake-Jake.

"No, I'm done keeping quiet."

"Yes, you are, because I'm done here." I threw my napkin off of my lap and stood up, causing my chair to squeak as it went backwards.

"No, you're not."

"Yes. I am."

"Selena Marie Gomez, I swear if you leave from this table--"

"You'll what Jake? You're not my dad." I chuckled without any humor intended.

"Selena, just take a seat." Shae finally decided to step in, trying to diffuse the situation.

"You're not my mom either Shae. Besides, I wouldn't listen to you anyway, you fucking wannabe Nina." All the color in her face disappeared. My brain kept telling me to shut the fuck up but my mind kept spitting out this bullshit. Why the fuck am I snapping anyway? "Is that why you're pretending to be all caring? Because you want to be more like Nina? New flash bitch, you'll never be like Nina."

"That's enough Selena. Go to your room!" Jake roared at me. A sudden knock at the door silenced everyone.

Finally.

"That's for me." I stormed out of the kitchen.

"No guest during dinner." Jake yelled after me. I ignored him and ran to answer the door. When I opened it to see Justin's beautiful smiling face with a bag of Popeyes in his hand.