The Tattoo That Started It All (MGK Fan Fiction)

Chapter 6

After everyone finished eating, I started cleaning up while everyone else went into the living room to watch hockey. I grabbed the dirty dishes and put them next to the sink. I put the leftover food in containers and in the fridge then go and start washing the dishes. Prat way through washing the first plate, I hear someone's footsteps against the cold marble floor.

"What do you need?" I said without even looking up.

"What happened today?" I hear Ash's voice fill the quiet kitchen.

"Do I really have to tell you?"

"I'm your brother of course you do."

"Fine. Well we were at the tavern and I ran into Ezra then-" He cut me off.

"Wait Ezra as in Ezra Marshal?"

"Yes that Ezra." I rolled my eyes and told my brother the events of my day.

"So wait you told Colson everything?"

"No not everything... I'm not ready for that."

"Otay. Is it okay if me and Ang go to a movie? I don't want to leave you here if you don't wanna be here alone with him." He didn't even bother to say Colson's name.

"I'll be fine. You two go have fun."

"Thanks sis!" He kissed me on the forehead before skipping out of the kitchen. That boy is so my brother. I finish the dishes and slowly put them away. After everything was cleaned up, I walked into the living room where Colson was sitting on the couch watching the game.

"Who's winning?"

"I have no idea. I don't even understand what's going on." I laugh and he glares at me.

"Believe me I don't know what's going on either. I just enjoy guys basically beating the shit out of each other for fun."

"Of course you do." He rolled his eyes before trying to turn off the TV. "Where the fuck is the remote?"

"There isn't one." He freezes and looks at me like I'm nuts. "TV off." The moment after the words leave my mouth the tv flicks off.

"Why didn't you tell me that earlier?"

"Eh it never crossed my mind." I shrug my shoulders. "And there is a remote somewhere, it's just lost most of the time."

"Good to know." We entered an awkward silence for at least five minutes before he says anything.

"So what are we going to do tomorrow?"

"Well I'd like to actually get some work done on my back but we kinda have to draw something up right?"

"Yeah. I don't have any of my stuff with me."

"Well I have an art studio downstairs."

"Damn girl you have everything here."

"Eh it keeps my mind off things." I walk towards the basement door and start the descend but stop. "Are you comin?"

"Oh yeah." I continued walking down the stairs while Colson follows closely. I flick on the light switch, reveling the pool table and the 'snack box' aka vending machine.

"Well this is part of the game room. To the right down the hall is the bathroom and music room and to the left is the other part of the game room, the food storage place and the art studio."

"You have a vending machine?"

"Just call it the snack box. That's what everyone else calls it. Vending machine makes us sound rich."