Falling for her Uncle

Chapter 10

I was ready to kill Ryan. And painfully. He has been texting me non-stop cheesy lines that makes your stomach turn. I scrolled through my phone looking over the texts.

You are the cheese on my cracker

 

You are the milk on my cereal

 

You are flame in my fire

 

You are the pain in my arse

 

I have to say the last one is my personal favourite. It seems more suitable. I sat on my door step deleting each text one by one. I was always worried that Rhianna would go down my phone. I didn't think she would know it was Ryan. I listed him under drunk fool.

"I cant believe I'm doing this." Rhianna told me. I shoved my phone into my pocket and stood up. Today was the day that we were going to pack all of her grans stuff up. Decide what were keeping, decide what to bin. It was kind of just left down to Rhianna. She was the closest to her gran so it was only fair that she decided what happened to her stuff.

"You knew you were going to have to do it something Rhi. Maybe it will give you some clousure? You know, help you move on a bit?" I said suggestivly. She bit her lip and looked down at her feet nevously.

"I suppose. It just seems wrong to be throwing out any of her stuff you know? I feel like she's still here." She whispered the last part. I walked up to her and linked my arm through her and lead her to the car.

"Dont tell me I have to make a call to ghost busters or something?" I asked. We laughed together at the thought of ghost busters turning up. It would of been a funny phone call conversation.

"You know what I mean Tiff. It just doesn't seem right." She said seriously. I nodded my head in understanding. It didn't seem right.

"I think were just not really taking it in. Yet." I said sadly. I was dreading that day. It would be a day full of me and Rhianna on the couch watching re-runs of eastenders while sharing a bit tub of cookie dough ice cream with a box of tissues near by. I had it all planned out.

"I suposse. Anyways, lets get back down to buisness. I invited Ryan." She said. I stopped walking and raised my eyebrows at her. Ryan?

"Why would you invite him? It's none of his business." I said slightly pissed off.

"He was grans son." She said like it was obvious. I mentally slapped myself. I keep on forgetting that small fact that their related to each other. I just see Ryan as an annoying guy who some how finds away to ruin my life.

"Good point." I said. We carried on walking.

"Anyways, he kind of insisted." She said. I bet he did. He probably made it his hobby to annoy the shit out of Tiffany. Probably has a tick list and everything.

"You girls finally made it. What took you so long? Someone having a bad hair day?" Ryan directly looked at me when he said that. I flipped him off behind Rhianna's back and followed her through the house to grans bedroom.

"The real question is...What are you doing here so early? Do you not have an active enough life that you look forward to spending time with a couple of teenagers? Your future looks bright." I retorted. He grinned back at me and clapped his hands.

"Spot on. You should become a mind reader. I could totally see you at the funfairs telling small children there future out of a snow globe." He said causally. Rhianna burst out laughing. What a traitor.

"Well I don't have to look into the future to know that your going to die a lonely old man." I shoved past him and into the bedroom. I stopped in my tracks. It felt so strange. You could still smell her scent everywhere. He bed unmade from the last time she woke up. Her wardrobe door slightly open. He slippers sitting at the bottom of her bed, waiting patiently for her to swing her legs over and snuggle her feet into them. But that wasn't going to happen again. The thought scared me.

"Come on you two, better get to work." Ryan snapped me out of my horrible thoughts and shoved up a box.

This was going to be an emotional day.