Can Not Decide

Part 20

Cole's lips sealed mine over and over again until we arrived home. He parted his lips from mine when the car stopped. I guess he wanted to be able to kiss me as much as he could until Dylan realized.

"Come on Betty, let's get you back to your bed.", said Dylan with a soft voice.

"Hnn... Five more minutes...", I mumbled. I was sleeping most of the car ride and I was too comfortable at the back seat sleeping in Cole's arms.

"Hey, seriously get up.", Dylan's voice suddenly became serious.

"Hmph..!", I burried my face to Cole's chest and made clear that I didn't want to go.

"You get up right now, or else...", Dylan's voice sounded scary but it just made me giggle.

"Catch me if you can..!", I shouted abruptly.

"What?"

"I dunno.", I started laughing hysterically.

"Oh God, is she still high?", Dylan was laughing too.

"Do you know who are really high? Pilots.", and I started laughing hysterically again.

"Okay, now she's out of control... Let's carry her back.", Said Dylan while still laughing.

"I will shout that you two are trying to rape me if you try to get me out of this car.", I wasn't joking. I didn't know the reason but it felt really necessary to stay in car.

"Awright... Little Miss, it's bed time.", said Cole gently.

"Nope."

"Come on!", Dylan was tired of waiting and he grabbed my wrist. And I did as I warned... I screamed with my all power then Cole closed my mouth with his hand. Both brothers were completely caught unguarded and I let out another hysterical laugh to their reaction.

"You're so annoying.", Dylan murmured.

"Welp, told ya. Leave me behind. I wanna sleep in the car.", I said. I was hoping that they wouldn't ask me the reason, because I had none.

"Alright, you can just leave Dylan. I'll stay with her until she changes her mind.", Cole said.

"Hah! Like I'd ever let you.", said Dylan. "Then let the games begin, Betty. I really wonder what you'll be doing when you need to go to bathroom."

"Hurray, pajama party!", I cheered.

"Why do I feel like I'm trying to reason with a little brat?", Dylan said.

"Soooo... You guys are staying here?", I mumbled and they nod.

"Well, then I'm heading back to house." I could sense how irritated Dylan was. Yet Cole seemed happy to have me in his arms.

"Umm... Cole..? I said I'm heading back.",I murmured. Dylan was grumbling something then he left the car and the next second I was being pulled outside.

"I've got no time for this.", said Dylan then threw the car keys on Cole's lap. Dylan lifted me up and started carrying me back to home. I was clapping like a retarded seal and talking nonsense.

"Man, you're really high.", laughed Dylan.

"Do you know why doctors put that thing on my leg? Because I'm so high and they didn't want me to float in the sky so they used this thing as anchor.", I said seriously and Dylan started to laugh.

"Hey, where are my crunches..?", I mumbled.

"Do you mean crutches?", asked Dylan.

"That's what I said."

"Hahaha... Well, whatever floats your boats."

We were standing in front of the door. Dylan couldn't open the door because he had me in his arms and he couldn't put me down so he just stared at the door.

"Okay Betty... Now I will give you the keys and you'll open the door, alright?", he asked slowly.

"Uh-huh.", I murmured. Then Dylan told me the keys were in his pocket and told me to find it. I threw my hand in his pocket and started to search. After a few seconds I grabbed something.

"Goddamit Betty! That's not the key!", yelled Dylan.

"Then what am I holding?", I asked.

"I can clearly FEEL that it's not the key.", he sounded irritated so I got my hand out of his pocket. Then Cole came laughing.

"You didn't calculate the door, did you? I just waited in car to see how you'd struggle.", he was snorting.

"Just open the damn door Cole.", Dylan told him aggressively and rushed into the house when the door was opened. Dylan slowly carried me to my bed then left while complaining silently. I was just laying on the sheets and looking at the ceiling when I realized the person standing in front of my door.

"I really am sorry...", Cole murmured.

"Well, I guess you'll be my servant until my leg is completely healed.", I said.

"You're right... And tomorrow is the first day for classes..."

"Umm, Cole?"

"Yeah?"

"How will I ever take a shower with this thing on my leg..?"

"Welp... Tie a plastic bag around it to avoid water?"

"No way!" - did it though- "I won't take a shower with a plastic bag!"

"I like you even if you don't take a shower."

"Huh? What? Stop joking around I'm serious! And I can't even use those crutches. How will I ever go to bathroom by myself?! I guess I'll use diapers until then..."

"Are you still high?"

"Pffft..!"

"Okay, I'll stay in your room as your servant and you can tell me when you wanna go to bathroom and I will take you. But I won't wipe your ass, okay?", Cole laughed.