I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know

Chapter Twenty Six

Alright guys, so this is me being very very stupid and in a writing frenzie again... Stupid Kay!

Anyway, I just wanted to have this chapter out so we could get to the good stuff!

Hope you enjoy it, and I'll double check for mistakes when I wake up later... So if you guys see any feel free to point them out.. I did write it pretty fast..

So anyway.. I'm tired, I'm sure I had important things to say but I don't remember so the next chapter I'll just speak more.. lol

So read, enjoy, vote and comment! :P

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"Alright, have fun reading!" I told Blake smirking when I got out of the car.

"Sure will" Blake laughed and then I closed the door and he drove away.

I stayed in front of the house, looking at his car disappear from my eyes, shaking my head slightly and then I turned around and walked to the door.

This hadn't been as bad as I thought it would...

Oh who was I kidding I had fun! Blake was actually entertaining, in a real annoying kind of way... but entertaining nevertheless.

And that's what I'm sticking to! He's entertaining, that's it!

I walked in my house, and then slipped out of my shoes, sighing heavily when I saw the empty space where the cupboard had been.

It doesn't matter I told myself and just headed for the kitchen because I was starving.

I opened the fridge and scanned through it, trying to find something interesting to eat.

"We're going to order pizza when dad finally gets off the phone" Ty said behind me.

I turned around to face him.

"You know you're in big trouble!" I told him, my eyes narrowing.

"Oh please! So what I let the guy in! No big deal! You really overreact for everything big sis!" Ty said, rolling his eyes and leaning against the counter.

"No I don't!!" I answered him, closing the fridge "If we're talking about overreacting, I think we should center our attention on you!"

"I'm overreacting?" Ty snorted.

"Hell yeah you do! Do you WANT us to start talking about Vanessa?"

"That's just mean!" Ty said and then he punched me on the shoulder.

"Never said I wasn't!" I answered and kicked him on the side of the waist, retrieving my leg fast enough that he wouldn't catch it and make me fall on the ground.

"Okay, I think the best way to deal with this is to settle things in a totally mannered kind of way..." Ty said, raising his hand in surrender.

"You mean playing UFC 2009 Undisputed?"

"Hell yeah! Oh and SHOT GUN RAMPAGE JACKSON!" Ty yelled and then ran to his room.

"Go to hell! That's SO unfair!" I screamed, chasing after him.

"Shot gun rule! You lose! I got Rampage!" Ty smirked, when I got to his room.

"Go to hell! I'm kicking your ass!" I said frowning and walked to his bed to sit on it crossed legged, looking at the TV against the wall laughing at the mess that was his room.

His closet which was on the same wall than the bed was set against was wide open, and clothes were scattered out of it, like there had been an explosion in it.