A Broken Hearts Misery

At It Again

Once we walked into the house my mom was still trying to put the food back in the cabinets. Evelyn kept trying to help out but every time she put a hand in , my mom just slapped it away. Literally she slapped her hand like a bad baby. And every time Evelyn just gave a pouty face and I just chuckled the whole time.

   After at least 5 times of trying she just gave up and began to roam the house. At some point she began looking at the picture frames by the fireplace. Her eyes would lighten up and point "This is you" and I would just smile and nod.

   Evelyn touched a photo a specific one. The one I thought my mom would of taken down by now I was surprised my own self that it was ultimately still there.

   "Who's this?" Evelyn briefly picked up the frame to get a better look at the photo.

  "My father"

It almost seemed as if she knew he was no longer part of my mom and mines life. Our eyes locked and she slowly let a smile come through. She looked back at the photo and placed it back on the fireplace this time facing down. Evelyn met my gaze and smiled once again.

   I looked at her eyes for just a second but she blushed and looked away. I smiled and touched her face really lightly to turn her head to face mine. Slowly she met my eyes and a spark twinkled in her eye.

  She was perfect . I didn't notice but I apparently was also at the same time leaning her closer to me.

  "Oh Look! I need some help!"

Oh dear God

Evelyn quickly pulled away flashing back to reality. Mom just grabbed Evelyn by the arm and pulled her into the kitchen. Suddenly, now she needs help? Really Mom? Really?

  After not even a minute or two of just standing there in suspense. I begin to hear fits of laughter mom's was more of a psycho laugh like an evil scientist. While Evelyn's was more like a baby laughing at something ridiculous like a ball bouncing.

  I walk over to the mirror behind the loveseat and looked at myself in the mirror. I clearly had a a sexy face and some nice conditioned hair. Clearly. I lightly began rubbing my super light bags under my eyes.

  "See told you"

I quickly turn around noticing both of them laughing and smiling to themselves.

"What?" I was completely confused what's wrong with looking at the mirror?

   "Why don't you both just go up stairs and do your thing. I need to talk to Justin alone Asap." Mom said it more of a command than a question. Before Evelyn could speak I grabbed her hand and walked her up the stairs to my decorated door.

  "whoa" Evelyn said stopping in her tracks and admired the fan made door and knob.

As soon as it appeared as if she looked at all of it I threw her over my shoulder where she bursted into tons of fits of giggles. She weighed a lot less than I imagined.

Wait.. Is that fucked up? did I just call her fat? Oh shit I think I did. Wait no I didn't!

  I lightly placed her on the bed, going above her calmly. I felt the muscles flexing on my arm.

Not gonna lie she turned me onnnnn....

She gave me a flirtatious smile and batted her gorgeous eyes. I rolled to her side. We both stared at the ceiling as if it were the midnight stars.