You're Mine~ Tradley

Ch.7

Brad's POV

After my mom had invited Tristan in, I was petrified for what tonight had in store.

"Oh Bradley, I have a surprise-" she was cut off by a knock on the door. "Oh well, there she is now." My mom got up and went to the door. She?

"Glad you could have me for dinner, Bradley." Tristan said mocking my full name.

"Shut up. Why are you here? How did you really find out where I lived?" Tristan got up and sat in the seat next to me.

He leaned over to my ear whispered, "Be careful how you talk to me." He then bit my ear a little bit which caused me to shiver a little bit. Before he could say anything else my mom came back. Thank god.

"Natalie?" I questioned seeing a girl that looked a lot like my older sister that I haven't seen in years because she decided to stay back in England.

"Hey Brad. I've missed you." She exclaimed motioning me to hug her. I got up and hugged her and then looked over at Tristan.

"Oh Nat, this is my f-friend Tristan. Tristan, my older sister Natalie or Nat." I said introducing them. I don't know why I stuttered when I said friend. At least I didn't say 'this is my friend who lets me suck his dick whenever he feels like it.' That would have been amazing.

"Nice to meet you Tristan." Nat said sitting across from Tris and my mum sitting across from me.

"Oh, let me go get the food." My mom said springing out of the chair.

"Need any help?" Tristan asked.

"Oh, no I've got it. But thank you. Such a gentleman, Bradley you could learn from him." Oh please. I thought. Yeah, maybe I can learn how to deep throat better.

"So Brad, how's school?" Nat asked trying to start a conversation that I really don't want to have.

"Good I guess. Why are you here?" I asked bluntly.

"Seriously Brad? Like I can't just visit my family because I miss them?" She asked acting like she was so innocent.

"Yeah right. The only reason you ever pop up is when-"

"Dinner is served. Were you guys fighting? Don't act so foolish in front of a guest. Excuse them Tristan." Mom said sitting the food down for everyone. I just glared at Nat because this was not over.

"It's completely fine Mrs. Simpson. I have siblings, so I know how they can be." Tristan said smiling at her.

"You're too kind. Please come by anytime. You're always welcome." My mom said as she sat down at the table. I rolled my eyes at how Tristan was acting so nice and innocent. He's is far from it.

During the dinner, everything seemed to be going well until I felt Tristan brush his hand on my thigh.

I leaned over to his ear and whispered "please, not tonight. I'm not in the mood especially with Nat being here."

He looked over at me and just nodded his head understanding that I wasn't feeling it. It's nice to know that he cares. Soon enough, after awkward table glances and small talk, dinner was over. Nothing eventful happened that I really paid attention to beside the fact that my mom loves Tristan's kindness and compassion. My mom excused Tristan and I while her and Natalie started to clean the dishes. I walked Tristan outside to see him off and he looked up at me.

"What's the deal with you and your sister? You seem to really dislike her."

"Dislike is an understatement. I hate how selfish she can be."

"Do explain." He said as we both leaned on the hood of his car.

"I just hate the fact that she only cares about herself. The only reason she showed up tonight out of the blue is because she needs money for something that probably isn't important. And she knows mom doesn't have the money to spare, but if she asks, she'll most likely give it to her, because our mom is so kind. And Nat takes advantage of that. Makes me sick." I said adding a scoff at the end.

Tris just looked at me and nodded. "Sorry for rambling, I just needed to get that off my chest and no one usually listens." I said looking down. He lifted my chin up and looked at me.

"I'll listen." I just smiled and nodded.

"Thanks for that. I should get going though, we got school tomorrow." I said heading off.

"Wait."

I turned around to see what he could possibly want.

"Can I borrow your phone for a second. I need to text my uncle to let him know I'm on my way home and I left my phone at home."

"Yeah, go ahead." I said handing him my phone. It took him about 5 minutes, but he was done and gave me my phone back.

"Here you go. Thanks. See you tomorrow." He said winking at me before he got in his car. I went inside and headed to bed because my brain hurts from all the shit that happened today.

Tristan's POV

Instead of driving home, I drove to the spot that I told her to meet me at. I waited for her to show up and she did after about 10 minutes.

"Hey, Tristan. It's Tristan right?"

"Yeah it is. Hey Nat."

Author'snote// I liked this chapter because Tristan was acting all good when we all know he aint xD I promised myself that i'd publish before I went to sleep.Goodnight lovlies! Vote and comment please. Peace and love out :)