Married Over Night

Looks like im leaving.....

I'm really stressed. I stand up from the table littered with overdue bills and, walked over to the coffee pot. 11 at night and I've not even taken my shower yet. I pour a mug of coffee and take a sip. I set the mug down and nervously pull at my hair. I need help.

"If you don't get me that
money in three days...... You'll have to leave"

The landlords words repeated in my mind. Well I need a job. Bad. If I don't get that money..... Looks like I'm leaving. I'll have to live with Jason. Uggg I don't wanna live with him. Maybe I can live with Brett. I love Brett. He's definitely my favorite sibling and brother. I need company. I can't stay awake.

I pickup my phone and silently pray Lexi is awake. I click her name and wait. No answer. Great. She's asleep. I go to click Brii's name. It rings on the 3rrd ring someone definitely not Brii picks up.

Brayden's pov

I sat on the couch talking with Mace. My phone suddenly rings. 11:20 and someone's calling me. I don't bother looking at the caller ID and pick it up.

B- Brayden L- Logan

B- Hello?

L- Oh. Uhh can I talk to Brii?

B- Logan? What are you talking about? Brii is out of town, remember?

L- Brayden? What? Why do you have Brii's phone?

B- You must have accidentally clicked my name instead of her's. What's wrong?

L- Oh..... I was..... Uh l-looking  for company?......

B- K babe be right over.

Yes! She and I. All alone. Ya---- wait play it cool. People can't know I like Logan. No one. Especially Mace.

I end the call and grab the keys to my truck. Uggg I forgot which keys are mine. Wait. I flip both keys over. I scramble to pickup the one with a silver mark on the back. Not a good idea getting the exact same truck. Mine has a awesome bumper on the front though.

I'm almost out the door until I hear someone clear their throat.

"Going some where?" Dang it! I forgot about Mace.

"Ummm...... Groceries?...." Dang it. It sounded more like a question.

"Ok...... Don't forget Milk....." He raises one eyebrow. And I nod and giddily walk to the truck.

I start up the engine and turn up the radio as I cruise to the highway, tapping my foot to the music.

Exit 209...... 210....... 212......... 215!!

I pull off the highway and make my way to her neighborhood. I drive past houses decorated with Fancy trees and flowers. I finally pull up to her small house and get out.

I walk up the drive to her wooden door.

"Hey Logan."

"Hi Brayden, come on in." She steps away from the door and I walk in, wiping my shoes in the process.

"What ya doing?" I curiously ask looking at the table littered with IRS envelopes.

"Bills."

"Let's get to it!" I pick up an envelope and a calculator and start ringing it up.
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SHORT CHAPTER I KNOW! Don't kill me please.