Players Girl

Chapter 46: Welp

"I said no," it was now nine o'clock and I finished my pizza three hours ago. I was tired beyond belief that I was ready to just sleep on the damn table. 

"Malia they are coming over and you have no choice," Mathew stood up.

"Fine when they come up to the party it isn't my fault," I stood up.

"Why would they come when there busy making yours and Kristina's life miserable?" Conner raised his eyebrow.

"Because I'm locking them out," I tried to push past him. 

"There coming with or without your permission," Mason spoke up. My eyes hardened and I spun on my heels to look at both of them.

"Than why would you ask my permission? Hm," I folded my arms. "Just tell me there coming and I have no choice straight off the bat. You knew I would say no so just tell me, and than let me blow up. Thanks for the pizza," I spun on my heels and side stepped Conner running up the stairs. I locked the door and brushed my teeth.

Just yesterday I was scared of Conner and now here he is in my house! It's like nothing ever happened, and it doesn't even bother me! 

"Malia?" There was a light tap on my door but I couldn't make out who it was. I grabbed my earbuds and started playing my music, I was to tired to talk. Soon the darkness over came me and I was sound asleep. 

 6 miles high up in the air space.
She's saying come on to the back baby.
Everybody knows just what's happening.
But she don't give a shit, no.
She just want this ooo.

I grabbed my phone and turned off the stupid ass alarm. 

"Malia! It's Friday get up!" I started causing under my breath, I thought it was Saturday. 

"Damn it!" I finally yelled back at my brother. 

"You okay?!" 

"What the hell are you doing still in my house Mason!?" Conner must still be here to, god damn it. 

"I slept over since I couldn't drive home," his voice sounded super groggy. 

"Oh my god!" I jumped out of bed unlocked my door and went into Mathews. All three boys looked at me with wide eyes, just as I expected. There was one empty wine bottle and five empty beer bottles, and not the weak ass kind either. "You are all fucking idiots!" I turned and slammed the door shut before marching into my room. 

"Malia?" Mathew popped his head through the door to look at me. 

"What do you want Mathew?" He know I hate it when he drinks, he hates it when I drink too. And I only drank once, never doing that again. 

"We didn't get hammered," he stepped in and shut the door behind him. 

"Oh hell no! Get out of my room! Get out!" I stood up and he went back behind my door. "You know the rules, no drunk, buzzed, or people who smell like alcohol in this room."

"Sorry," he frowned and I rolled my eyes.

"Your drunk this early in the morning. You are not going to school, your not playing hockey," there was no way.

"What? I am going to school! I will play the hockey game! I will go to that party," Mathew looked crazy pissed.

"Ya because that's the most important thing," I slammed the door in his face. 

"Malia?!" Mathew was starting to get angry. Angry drunks never worked out in my family.

"What Mathew?!" I locked the door so he couldn't get in.