Emmanuel

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I woke up to the sound of Amos singing Metallica lyrics to Cass while he braided his fading green hair.
"Azrael and Luke are making breakfast, and yes I know this seems girly but my hair is getting in my way," Amos told me as Cass snapped on a liga.
"I'm just wondering why Cass knows how to braid like that to be honest..." I said running the sleep out of my eyes. Cass rolled his eyes.
"I have four sisters remember, I'd be surprised that I didn't know. I'm always having to twist and braid their hair. I could start a small business if I wanted."
"BREAKFAST IS READY!!" Luke yelled.
We all piled into the small dining room, along with Amos's mom and older brother, Raphael.
"Here ya go Mrs. Fabrizi, pancakes and eggs," Azrael proudly stated setting a plate down in front of her.
"No bacon? Weird," Raphael muttered.
"Oh, I didn't think of that. We don't eat pig at home, I guess well Luke can make bacon if you want," he apologized looking disappointed in himself.
"No, it's fine Azrael! It's nice to not have to cook I appreciate it," she said happily. Azrael smiled and turned away to get the rest of the plates.
"Stupido ragazzo!" Mrs. Fabrizi whispered smacking her eldest son on the back of his head. Amos laughed, there was only five chairs so he sat on Cass's lap and I shared on with Luke leaving one for Azrael.

After Azrael sat down and served everyone else Amos started talking.
"So guys, mom. E's love interest is interested in him. I'm positive, but he won't do anything, thoughts?"
"Well if they're the one, then you should go after them. Don't let them move on without you." She said reaching across the table to pat my hand.
I blushed and nodded in response. We fell into silence and ate.
"What does bacon even taste like?" Azrael said making a face as he shoved more pancakes into his mouth.
Amos and Raphael then started to rant about the "majestic golden food of pigs" while Cass wrapped his arms around Amos's waist and rested his head on his back and fell back to sleep.

I went home after we ate breakfast, my tia was home in the kitchen making empanadas listening to Ritchie Valens. I push over some a bowl and climbed up onto the kitchen counter to sit.
"Mijo, why don't you ever use the stools? They're perfectly fine," she asked flicking flour at my face. I stuck out my tongue and started humming to the music.
"Your dad called, he said that he misses you," she said. I frowned.
"Tomorrow is Monday, your off of work right?" I asked changing the subject. She sighed and started cleaning the counters.
"Yes, now move your butt," she swatted at my butt as I hopped off the counter.
My phone started buzzing like crazy. I pulled it out of my pocket.
Three messages from:
Ian the cutie💚: so uhmmm, my uncle thinks you're my boyfriend???
Ian the cutie💚: and I'm confused??
Ian the cutie💚: what happened while I was als- MY MOM KEEPS ASKING VEKELZGSPSOE HELP ME DAMNIT
I screeched and almost dropped my phone.
"Emmanuel, what's wrong?" Tia Loretta asked with her eyebrows raised.
"So you know when I went over to the hospital with Ian??? Well yeah so his uncle woke up while he was asleep on me and his uncle was like blah blah I'd be nervous if I met my boyfriends uncle too blah blah, and he left before I could say anything and I guess he told Ian's mom and eeeeehhhhhhhhh, it means they both think I'm dating Ian. Oh wait.. Hey! This means his mom is better!" I rambled on. I looked back up from my phone to see my tia looking at me with the biggest look of confusion.
"But this boy. Isn't he the one you like? I don't see a problem..." she said.
"No! It's a problem because he doesn't know I like him and I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me tia!" I cried.
My phone buzzed again.
Ian the cutie💚: Uhhh, E?
I groaned. My tia laughed.
"Mijo maybe you should call him and help explain, perhaps he'll realize that you being his novio isn't so bad?"
I cringed.
Idk how to help do I call you or something?

Ian the cutie💚: Preferably, I'm hiding in my bathroom rn tbh

Ahh okay
I called Ian and listened to the phone ring. I looked at my tia in panic and waited for him to answer.

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