Double Dating With My Sister(On hold)

Summertime Sadness

Where was that little punk. I had called Jake to help me get a drunk Thomas back to the house over twenty minutes ago.

Thomas woke up from his "nap" and was running into the water.

He had been playing in there for ten minutes when he must have gotten bored. He stumbled back tripping over his own feet once or twice.

When I ignored him he began pulling on the bottom of my shirt like a little kid does to get attention and giving me the puppy dog look.

"Fine" I sighed slipping my shoes off and running with him.

We splashed water at eachother, his drunk happiness rubbing off on me, untill we got bored and just floated near eachother.

He looked like he was near passing out so I hooked my arm around his waist half swimming half walking back to the sand.

"Stop" he said so softly I almost didn't hear him.

I gave him a questioning look and gestured to continue.

He matched me by taking his arm and wrapping it around my waist. He slowly brought his other arm up brushing some of the hair that came out of my messy bun behind my ear. Luckily it was dark out as I was surely beginning to resemble a tomato.

His hand gently slid down to my jaw making me tilt my head up to look him in the eyes.

They say a guy should go ninety and let the girl go ten, but this kiss was about forty forty.

No im not stupid, I know how to do math. Just that something stopped us.

I don't know if it was the smell of alcohol that was strong on his breath, or the silouhette of Jake I saw behind Thomas.

I pulled back taking his hands off me and continued to pull him to where Jake was waiting.

He pulled Thomas' left arm over his shoulder while I did the same with his right.

We walked in silence, neither trying to make conversation.

Thomas passed out again about halfway through the walk, but what turned into a drag.

We walked to the back of the house to Thomas' window.

Me and Jake argued in whispers about who would go in.

Jake won the rock paper scissors, leaving me to drag Thomas back to the front door.

Jake unlocked the door watching me struggle to bring him in while he sounded like he was trying and failing to muffle his laughs.

"Help me" I whisper shouted.

We dropped him on his bed pulling the covers over him.

"Thanks" I whispered.

"So" he whispered making his eyebrows dance with a knowing smirk on his face "You and Thomas?"

I ran as fast as I could in my soaking wet clothes to my room.

I raised a wet hand to my cheeks, heat radiating off them though the rest of me was covered in goosebumps.

I stumbled around in the dark untill I belly flopped onto my bed to tired to change my clothes.

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I peeled my eyes open, my whole body aching from last night. Sure to the athletic, that was a walk in the park, or should I say a walk on the beach. But dont forget I hate excersise, I'm pretty tiny in size, and though I would never say it to his face; Thomas has a lot of muscle.

I urged myself out of bed thinking of how much worse pain Thomas is in with the guaranteed hangover

I slip into his room holding my torture devices.

I swing my right and left arm together, bringing the pot and pan together.

"Time to wake up" I shout in between bangs.

He groans underneath the covers, signaling my alarm system works.

He chucks a pillow me, missing and hitting the wall to my right.

"What do you owe me..?" I said waving my pot and pan like pom poms "So much".

"I said what do you owe me..? "Soo much!"

I clanged the pot and pans shouting and weakly kicking my leg like I just finished a cheer.

"Yeah let's go payback" I screamed slamming his door and receiving a satisfying groan.

Payback check. Next blackmail.