The Little Sister (Book 1)

Shit Happens.

"So..." Pete said as he sat up. 

"What?" I asked.

"Let's celebrate. Where's your liquor cabinent?" Pete said as he walked into the kitchen.

"All the drinks are up on top of the fridge." I said quietly.

Pete came back with Vodka and Captian Morgan. 

"Why are we going to drink?" I asked.

"To celebrate. I already said that fuckin' shit." Pete mumbled and went back into the kitchen to get glasses. 

Pete sat back down on the couch and poured half and half of Vodka, Captian Morgan, and Coke.

"Celebrate for what?" I asked, taking the glass out of Pete's hand and drinking a fair amount.

"Us." Pete smiled and dove towards my neck, kissing my roughly.

"Wait." I said, sitting up and putting the glass down.

"What?" Pete ask, pulling away.

"Let's go to a bar or something." I smiled.

"Or a club!" Pete smiled back. 

"We should invite people." I mumbled.

"Uhm..." Pete said, looking at the floor and biting his lip.

"Do you think Joe and Andy would like to go with us?" He sighed.

"They might, they're in Arizona now, right? But would they tell Patrick?" I looked up at Pete.

"Joe wouldn't, I'm not sure about Andy..." Pete sighed.

"Text them." I made a face.

Pete 'Hmphed', then pulled out his phone.

"Wait." I said, picking my phone off of the coffee table.

"What are you going to to?" He asked.

"Text Patrick. Hold on." I smiled and unlocked my phone.

No need to text him, I already had a text from him.

"Look, Sky, I'm sorry about the way I acted. We're headed out to Arizona to finish our tour, then we're going back to Cali. I don't know where you are or who you're with, but if you're with anyone, I hope it's Pete. He seems to really care about you, I just got overprotective and uptight. I'm sorry, and you guys can still see eachother."

"Woah, Pete, read this message." I said, showing Pete my phone.

"When was this sent?" He asked after skimming through the text.

I looked at my phone and said "Two days ago, the day we left."

"Do you think they're in Cali now?" I asked, ready to send Patrick a text. 

"We took their only transportation." Pete sighed.

"I'll ask anyway. You never know, right?" I replied and began to text Patrick.

"Yo, that's cool. You better not be fucking with me. If you're in Cali now, bring Joe and Andy and meet Pete and I at Club Columbia. Got it?" 

I pressed send and waited for a reply. 

Pete laid back on the couch and closed his eyes.

"Hey, wanna start getting ready?" I asked, standing up slowly with my phone still in the palm of my hand.

"I'm already ready. Go knock yourself out." Pete let out a sigh.

I shrugged as my phone vibrated in my hand.