Monster of a Mate (On Hold)

●Chapter 44●

We were seated on the couch in the living room.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Jake. Really I am," I said.

"It's okay. She isn't worth it though," he said.

"You see! My sister instincts was correct about that h0e. I told you! Ha!" I said.

He smiled.

"Okay, okay. Fine. I should've at least listened to you," he said.

I smiled.

"Good to have you back brother," I said.

I really was missing him.

"Yeah you too," he said.

We hugged and then I tried to tickle him.

Note the word: Tried.

He didn't have any tickle spots.

No where.

Jeez. What is he? Iron Man?

"You're not human," I said laughing.

"How'd you figure?" he said smiling.

"You legit have no tickle spots. That's not human. At all," I said.

"Well not all humans have tickle spots," he said.

"This is no use. I'm just gonna stop now," I said and removed my hands from his nose.

Yeah. His nose.

Oh come on! Some people have nose tickle spots, it's just that you haven't met anyone with nose tickle spots.

"So, how are you now?" I said.

"Actually, I feel a lot better. Thanks sis," he said and tried to smile.

Oh hell no! He's not pulling that fake smile on me.

I gave him a flat look. "Do you expect me to believe that?"

And his fake smile dropped.

"The truth is I feel like garbage," he said and sighed.

"Awe, well at least you admit that you're garbage," I said and smirked.

He rolled his eyes.

"You're an a$$hole," he said.

Okay, that sounded so weird.

"You know that-" I began to say when he interrupted.

"-sounds wrong," he finished off my sentence.

"Yeah," I said nodding my head.

"Because like guys are more called a$$holes than girls are. That's probably why," he said.

I nodded and said, "Maybe."

"So what's for lunch?" I said.

"I don't know. How about you make something for us today?" he said.

"What? I can't cook. Have you seen me in a kitchen trying to cook?" I said my face full of disbelief.

"Yeah," he said.

"Where?" I said giving him a confused look.

"In Spongebob Squarepants," he said shrugging.

"Ha ha. Very funny," I said sarcastically.

He smiled.

"Come on. Cook something for us," he said.

"Nuh-uh bruh. I ain't gonna be making lunch. Maybe tomorrow," I said.