•Bittersweet (Ryan Sitkowski)• COMPLETED

The Airport { 2 }

Jessica
***above is Alex, after she dyes her hair***

Kicking my feet up on the dashboard, I happily slipped on my peppermint hot chocolate from Starbucks that Alex promised me.

"So when Rick Dick gets home, he may or may not have a surprise," I said, breaking the silence.

Alex shook her head with a sigh.
"What did you do?"

I pursed my lips to hide my smirk.
"Who said I did anything? Don't we usually plan a dinner or something for him?"

Alex cut a glare at me before returning to the road.
"That glitter on your hands proves otherwise," she laughed.

I grinned and picked at the dried glitter glue on my palm.
"There's nothing wrong with a little redecoration."

Alex 'oooo'd.
"OoOoOo. What did you---"

"Shhhh," I interrupted. "We are here, sweet child. The time for questions are over."

Alex side glanced me.
"Are you okay? Did you do the drugs?"

"Awh! No. Sweet child, you shouldn't even know about drugs," I joke.

She stared at me. I sighed.

"I need sleep," I amended.

"Ahhh. Makes sense. If you don't get sleep tonight, then I'm taking your phone away," she snickered.

"Please do. I don't need another $500 bill from Amazon because I got on there in the middle of the night, loopy from lack of sleep." I shook my head at the memory.

"Well, that's what happens when you don't sleep for over 96 hours," Alex nodded as we walked through the airport.

Alex checked her phone.
"Ricky says he's by the baggage claim."

I glanced over at her, seeing her nervousness. Bumping her shoulder with mine, I gained her attention.
"Hey, when we get back, I'll help you dye your hair while your brother flips his shit about his door."

Alex cocked an eyebrow.
"His door?"

I wiggled an eyebrow.
"Shhhhhh. We don't talk about that now."

She laughed and I grinned, grabbing her hand as I dragged her through the crowds of people.
After a couple of minutes of searching, I spotted a familiar gothic bean.

"RICK DICK!" I screamed.
I let go of Alex's hand and ran, jumping on the short male.

"Well, hello to you, Jess," he laughed as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Alex bent over laughing.

Mission complete.

Jumping down, I moved out of the way to let Alex hug her older brother.

"So how was tour?" I asked as Ricky picked up his bag.

"It was awesome. Exhausting, but awesome."

I nodded my head, mimicking that one old Italian guy from New Jersey in every comedy movie just about.

"Cool. No attempted kidnappings?" Alex joked.