One Constant Holiday

Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Photo of Danielle on the side!!   

Chapter Twenty-Seven

   In just my boxers, I wandered down the stairs to unlock the door for my intoxicated sister, who had woken me up by banging a prop on my window. Now, I wouldn't have been bothered because I had done the same to her but it was half three in the morning and she had been cold with me all day.

   I unlocked the door and opened it for her to step in, but instead of that she face planted the floor which made me laugh way more than it should. 

   She mumbled something incoherent and after my laughter subsided, I bent down and grabbed hold of her, laying her down on the sofa, propping a cushion up for her head. "Danielle? You okay?" I asked her with a knowing smirk.

   She went to sit up, but I pressed down on her shoulders. "I'm just going to get you a glass of water." I told her and I so I got up off the sofa and made my way into the kitchen. She smelt like a brewery, which I wouldn't have expected anything less from her. She had just turned eighteen and on my eighteenth I was worse. 

   Honestly, Calvin who turned eighteen not long before me, had spent the week at my house drinking alcohol with the adults and my mum and dad who had been convinced by Calvin, decided I couldn't drink one drip until I turned eighteen. Which was especially hard when I wanted a can to watch the football with. 

   Anyway, on my actual birthday, all I can remember is coming home with a toilet seat around my neck, toilet tissue wrapped around legs like we tried to play 'mummy' and I had the words 'I love cock' plastered on my forehead. And I can't actually remember that, my parents and loving siblings took a plenitful of photos of me as I staggered through the door and so I just know that happened. 

   I wish I never did. I will NEVER live it down. My nickname for a year was 'bog'. 

   I smiled as I made my way back to Jess with the glass of water and passed it to her - making sure she actually drank it before sitting on the coffee table carefully - my mother would kill me if I broke it.

   "Kyle, I'm sorry for earlier, you know I love you, I just had best friend duties to perform." She slurred.

   "It's fine, don't worry." I told her. "Just go to sleep and we can talk in the morning if you want to." The last thing I wanted was for her to be talking and saying stuff in this state. You see, I had seen Danielle like this before but that was only once. 

   I mean, I knew she probably got drunk with her mates, but what I meant was that I had only ever seen her once this drunk and that one time she blurted out to me that she was dating some guy. I wasn't pleased considering that I was protective of her and she was only sixteen years old. 

   "I don't want to talk later!" She whined and I sighed. In a sort of irony, I wish Claudia lived here now so that she could take over. 

   "Dani, you need to sleep." I pushed. I had been turning all night over Kelsey and why she was so angry and I had only been asleep about an hour and half, so it was safe to say I was knackered. 

   "How about I tell you a secret? Will you talk to me then?" She spoke up and I shook my head before starting go up the stairs. "How about Kelsey?" She asked and even I had to admit, it made me stop in my tracks. Will she go as far as telling me why she was being cold with me earlier?

   I turned around and sat back down on the coffee table. I know I shouldn't ask or pry about her, but she obviously wasn't going to tell me herself and well I really wanted to know. "What do you know about her?"

   She gave me a silly smile and sat back up and this time I didn't stop her. "I know something big." She teased and I groaned. 

   "Please just tell me." I begged.

      "She likes you." 

      I frowned. She likes me? What the hell does that mean? I like her, so? That's hardly a secret. Kelsey is a great girl, who wouldn't like her.

   "So?"

      "I'll phrase that, she loves you. And she felt like she was being abandon again by you going to work abroad." She spoke obviously forgetting some of the words because she was rat-assed and tired.

   "She doesn't love me." I denied and she gave me a deadpanned look. 

      "Yes she does."

      "But..but it's too early! I can't start dating again! It's only been a year since Sammi died! Christ, the guy who killed her hasn't even served a year of his life sentence yet!"

   "She's always loved you, that's why she was wait to tell you, but when you said you were go again, she didn't want to tell you." 

   I had my head in my hands as I thought over all this new information. Kelsey loved me still and I wasn't sure if I loved her.

   I mean, when we dated I thought we were going to be forever until my job came into play and I started dating Sammi and then I thought I was going to end up with her forever, but obviously none of them worked. So shouldn't I use this chance to start dating casually again? I was only twenty-two after all.

Hey! (:

So what do you think he should do with the new info? Stay with Kelsey or go off on his own? Hmmm...I still haven't decided to be honest haha!

Anyway, there are only three chapters plus Epilogue left, so I'm going to try and upload them as quick as possible! 

Thanks for reading!

Jemma .x.