I'm all yours if you're all mine

Chapter-22: Questioning Round.

'Please god help me here.' That's the thought that is going in my mind. I mean how can he forget that we are standing in front porch of my house while there is raining not surprise there. But what surprise me that he didn't take note of that and start with his interrogation.

"When do you meet her?"

"How did you meet her?"

"How much time have been passed when you first meet each other?"

"Are you treating her right?"

"How come you never brought her home last night?"

"Were you the one who picked her up yesterday?" and many more. His series of question is never ending.

It is not like I didn't try to enter into the home to save myself from Seattle cold air and rain but he didn't seem to think of it. I try to tell him to let us in. But every time I open my mouth to speak he shush me and when I try to enter into house from the space beside him he shouted at me for distracted him.

I did nothing than roll my eyes at him and it not like I can do anything. He tend to forget anything else when he is in middle of questioning round with one of my Acquaintances.

It is not even half of the interrogation that is carried on by my big brother Marcus. His question is in more number in addition to quite dozen of threat and death glare. I feel sorry for every boy who is seen with me because of the interview they have to go through afterwards.

I want to sleep so that I can forget about this hangover. But here I'm not able to step foot in my house, reaching to my room will be like I have won world war. I thought letting a tried sigh out on my situation.

I fist my hand to control them from lifting to head and massage it so that I will get some relief but if I did such thing that there is high chances that he will know that there was drunk Amelia is existence last night not the sober. Man that will make whole this situation worse.

"Richard." Come my mom voice from inside and upon hearing that I send thanks prayer towards heaven. The person who can let me in the house past my over protective father. It is not like that she is not protective over me.

Let me tell you that she is as protective as my father and brother but she is more sensible one. She does the work of knocking some sense in them as well.

But that relief was long gone when I see the look on her face that come over her face the very moment my face come into her line of sight.

I didn't even have time to blink before she had pushed my dad aside and take hold my ear. The way a mother hold her child ear to scold they just like. Poor dad. He was so surprised from the sudden push that he almost lost his balance but save himself my getting hold of the door.

She turn my ear in most painful way and I sure it must have turn pink because of that.

"OW OW OW." That is all I can get of the mouth when she pull me inside house. I think my dad interrogation is much better.

She let go of my ear once we were in living room. She literally drag me while holding me. I look side way for help but dad lift his hand up in air in surrender motion while Asher is following us lost puppy. I can't blame him.

Now here I'm massaging my sore ear to ease the pain and mom looking at me like she is going to give me hell. And I know for sure that it is true. Even though she is small from me but she is towering over me.