Chapter 14

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"I have the right to be worried about you." Brooklyn's head was in his hands as he sat on the sofa in the sitting room that separated my room and Violet's in the penthouse.

"Yes, I guess I agree," I sighed as I stood up and paced the room. "But you have no reason to be worried, seriously."

"She's right, Bailey." Violet bit into a piece of celery that she found in the fridge.

"Brooklyn," I quickly corrected her as she entered the sitting room, plopping down on the love seat across from where Brooklyn and I were.

"Brooklyn, right." Violet pointed the half-eaten piece of celery at him before she pulled it back and ate the rest of it in one bite.

"Go to bed Violet." I rolled my eyes.

"Excuse you, Alana, but who is the older sister here? Me, I thought so."

"Then act like it!" I argued back.

Violet and I continued to bicker back and forth until Brooklyn interrupted. "Sorry to interrupt, but did she just call you Alana instead of Elena?"

"She does every time she gets angry with me, don't you Valerie?" I raised my voice at her as she grabbed celery out of the mini fridge. "Is there anything to eat here other than a bunny's favorite meal?"

"Bunnies like carrots?" I said, confused.

"Alana I swear to God-"

"My parents are bringing back dinner for us, it says here that they will be back in seven minutes." Brooklyn looked at his phone as he interrupted Violet, stopping her from making another threat to me that she wouldn't follow through with. "So although I would love to stay here and listen to you argue over bunnies eating, I should really get back in time to fake being sick again."

"Tomorrow is my sick day, i'm staying in here all day and do not want any interruptions." I told Brooklyn as he walked towards the doors.

"I'll let everyone know." Brooklyn stated as he walked out. "Goodnight, Valerie and Alana."

"Goodnight Brooklyn." I said as I rolled my eyes.

"Night, Brittany." Violet plopped on the bed.

"That one wasn't even relatively close."

"Yeah well you call your lover boy Bailey and say if his parents don't get up here with our food soon, then i'm going to bite your finger off like a carrot."

"Sometimes I feel like slapping you, but then I think, you know what, she's so dumb she wouldn't even know I hit her."


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