Change Your Life

Chapter Three

Brielle's POV

  I did the only natural thing.

I hit him. Once. Twice. Over the head.

  "Ow!" Blake whined, rubbing the back of his head. "What the hell was that for?!"

  I glared. "You had me worried for nothing you twat!"

  Blake raised an eye brow. "You don't care?" How stupid is this guy?!

  "In case you haven't noticed we have two dads. Not a mum. So yes, I'm okay with it." I rolled my eues and sighed in annoyance.

  "Right." Blake trailed off.

   I sat back down next to him. "Tell me everything!  Whats his name? What does he look like? How old is he? Do I know him? What's his personality like? Does he play football?" I fired questions at him an an unhuman pace.

  Blake laughed, "Are you sure you aren't bipolar?"

  I pouted. "I'm not bipolar. I'm just a girl who has a monthly friend." I smirked triumphantly when his smooth face scrunched up in disgust. 

  "Gross! I did not wanna know that!" He shivered dramatically. I rolled my blue-brown eyes but didn't comment any further.

  "Whatever. Now, the answers," I demanded.  Blake brightened up.

  "His name is Jason." He sighed dreamily. "He has blake hair and this gorgeous electric blue eyes, these amazing pink, plump lips that I could kiss all day and this cute little button nose. He is 14. His personality is perfect. He's shy, but when you get to know him he's sarcastic, funny, and nice. Absolutely amazing. I couldn't ask for anyone better."

  When he finished,  I smiled with tears in my eyes. I was happy for him. By the soft tone he used when he talked about Jason, I could tell he really loved him. I've never heard him talk that soft before.

  "You love him don't you?" I asked softly. Blake nodded, not saying a word. "Well then I like him too." I smiled.

  "Thank you." Blake whispered, pulling me in for a hug.

  I returned it and patted his back gently. "Hey, no need to thank me. You're happy, I'm happy. Now do I get to meet him?" I questioned hopefully.

  Blake laughed. "Of course! You're my baby sister!"

  I pouted and slapped his chest. "Baby?! You're only like three minutes older!" I exclaimed.

  "I'm still older." He argued defiantly.

  I was about to reply when Dad's accent called up the stairs. "Kids! Dinner!" Blake and I looked at each other emotionlessly, before shooting up and sprinting for the stair way.

  With a whole lot of pushing and shoving,  I finally gave one last hard shove into Blake's forearm and sent him tumbling side ways.  I cheered and skipped to the kitchen,  my mouth watering at the aroma.

   "Bri, did you just shove your brother to the ground for food?" Daddy asked, setting the tables.

  I grinned sheepishly. "Yeah."

Dad cheered. "She's mine! " He yelled, bringing a pan and skillet to the table, steaming hot.

  I laughed and sat down. "What's for dinner?" I inquired eagerly. 

  "Grilled chicken, seasoned potatoes and mixed vegetables." Dad answered when my stomach growled loudly. I blushed.

 

   "We better feed that beast before its eats us." Daddy chuckled. I just blushed harder.

  Blake walked in the room,  glaring at me. "That hurt." He whined.

  "Well its a good thing I didn't intend for it to feel good, then isn't?" I retorted, watching hungrily as Dad filled my plate.

  Blake stuck his tongue out. I giggled and waited for my dads to sit down. Once they sat down, we dig in.

  "This. Is. So. Good!" Daddy moaned.

Dad giggled, cutting a piece of his chicken. "Thanks, love."

  Daddy smiled and turned to us, swallowing his food. "Babes, your father and I's wedding anniversary is coming up in a couple of days. I just wanted you to let you know that you're staying at Grandma Karen's house."

  My twin groaned. "A house full of hormonal women? Can I stay at Uncle Louis and Harry's?" He begged.

  "I didnt want you there anyways." I muttered.

  Dad thought about it for a while before nodding. "I guess I could ask." Blake cheered and continued eating.

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  Dad was doing dishes while Daddy and I sat on the couch, reading.

  I put my book down and scotted quietly next to Daddy. "Where are you guys going?" I whispered. 

  Daddy looked at me with a sly grin. "I'm taking him to Jamaica.  We've always wanted to go, we just haven't had time."

  I squealed quietly.  "That's so cute!" I gushed.

  "Thanks, baby girl." Daddy chuckled,  huggng me from the side and kissed my forehead. 

   "So how long aee you guys staying?" I asked.

  "Only a couple of days. Five at the most." He assured me. I nodded in understanding. 

  "Be my guest. Take as long as you'd like." I held my hands up in defense.

  He simply chuckled again and shook his head. "You're one of a kind Brielle. Now, I'm goung to see how long Dad is going to take because I'd like to go snuggle with him." Daddy stood up and disappeared into the kitchen with Dad.

  I sighed and picked my book back up and curled into the ball I had originally been in. But I wasn't really paying attention to the paragraphs of words in front of me. No, I was thinking, 

  My brother and parents all got their happy endings, when do I get mine?

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