Hell With A Smile

FINN'S POV

I laughed as she left my room...she was indeed a hand full
I loved and cherished my kid and only sis, well, technically, I'm meant to, she's my blood, but I guess there's more to it than just that, she's the mother that's hardly ever there and the brother I never got to have...

Andy never admits it, but she is super cute, she might be my sister but she's indeed something to behold, cute wavy hair, a pointed nose, small lips and some hip, OK, this is getting weird, so let's quit right here...giving further descriptions is totally not my part...gross!

Well, let's talk about me *clears throat*...I'm not Andy, so am doing the narrating, for now, I'm tall, fair, totally handsome...I mean, that's super obvious *rolls eyes*, well built abs, that aside, am a total brain, girl lover and so not a one girl dude--- call me a jerk with a lotta ego, you won't be the first...

I got this temper and just Andy knows how to tame me, something my mum so can't and.......oh shit!..no kidding!!....my parents forgot today...

I kick open my wardrobe, spread out my cloth on the bed, and dashed off to my parent's room, knocking and letting myself in, all at ones...

"Finn, learn some manners, you could knock you know" my mum blurted out, startled.

*like I care?* I thought, giving her this "seriously" glance..

"Mum, you totally forgot right??" I asked instead, feeling hurt already

"Good morning to you too son" my mum replied instead--- and sarcastically...

"Seriously mum, today???" I added, ignoring those words, dripping with sarcasm

"It's Monday son, what else am I really forgetting?" She smiled like she just won an Oscar award..

"And??" I push further getting angry at the moment.

My dad awoke with a start, giving this look that holds no expression, I ignore, then...

"Good morning dad"

"Morning son" his baritone voice sounding authoritative. My mum gave me this stare that's meant to say "really now?"

"It's about Andy" I add, giving a clue I hoped they got and of which they so didn't

"Is she ill or need some more money??" My mum asks getting up from the bed..

*great ma'am, and we are back to monetary problems again*

"No mum, she's not, her debit card still blinks red and is glittering, all she needs is a happy birthday cheer, that won't hurt"

"Oh no!, is today her?...did I just..???"

"I didn't do the giving birth mum"

Dad just replied, getting up to bath as well..

"We'll throw her a party honey, a bash fit enough for my grown up baby"

"Great dear, a party, Finn...am going to make some transfers into your account, let my baby get a bash, but make it low"

"Are you guys traveling this morning, again???"
I query not believing it, well--- actually believing it but disappointed, again.

"Yes honey, send our love" my mum says getting to the bath tub to get the water heated

"I doubt she needs it now" mum makes a sharp turn at me while my dad stares, sends daggers....*oh come off it, I quit getting scared at age 13*

"She calls it her legal age, she has totally outgrown the regards through me from you, she's 18 and a certified adult now, a bit of  hug here and there, smile, or kiss, dahm!!, anything rather than a fucking..!!