Him All Along...

chapter 3

"I'm back, jazlyn," Evana called for. The top of the stairs.

"Oh, well, that's...great!" 

"Okay tell me!" She ran down the stairs and yelled in my ear.

"Ouch! Tell you what!?" I exclaimed.

"What ever you were hiding from me!"

"Wha, what...what are you, talking, about," I Nervously replied.

" Oh you know what I'm talking about! You told Isabelle and not me?" She asked, not wanting a  answer.

"I-I can't!" 

"Why not!" She shouted.

"Because you'll fucking beat me up, and be pissed off!" 

"Just tell me jazz. What ever happened to telling each other everything?" She whispered.

"Okay then, fine. Story time ,sit down on the sofa. Just don't touch me after!"

"Okay, fine. Start ," She agreed.

" Well, it all started a couple of years ago.." I sighed.

"Um, okay continue, your just sitting there staring at your the wall!" She complained.

"Okay, okay, sorry! I was just trying to make the flash back moments, like in the movies,"

"Your not really good at it. You just look like a retard," she insulted.

"You know, I don't really feel like telling you the story..." I hinted.

"Ugh! I 'm sorry jazzie,"  

"Anyways my family was at your house for dinner," I started.

"Did are family's just meet?"  she asked.

"No, we already knew each other,"

"Oh, okay. Continue," She ordered.

" We were all eating BBQ outside in your backyard..." 

{Flash Back}

"Mm, this burger tastes delicious!" Child, me moaned.

" Thank you, dear," Mrs. John chuckled.

"Swallow, and talk jazlyn," Mom said.

"Sowwy," I apologized with a whole hot dog in my mouth. 

"You look like a pig, when you eat like that!" Jaden, Evana's brother chortled.  

"Hey! Don't say that! " Evana stuck up for me.

"Kids, stop," Mrs John warned.

"Let's go play Barbie's upstairs!" Evana beamed.

"Yah, let's go!" 

We ran upstairs to Evana's room, when we heard a knock, and the door pushed open.

"What?" I asked.

" Mommy said,  I can stay upstairs with you guys," Jaden said.

"Awe really!" I whined.

"Fine, you can play," 

"What you guys playing?" He asked.

"Barbies!"

"Oh,fun," He smirked, with a evil glint in his eye.

He grabbed the Ken doll. And sat beside me. 

"Okay. Ken, will you pick me up at seven ?" I imitated barbie's voice.

" Um ... No! I won't!" He shouted, then made ken start bashing  Barbie