My Favourite Geek

26. May His Gentle Soul Rest In Salty Waters.

Dallas' POV

It been a few days now and Yvonne and Alex are getting set to go back to their house.

I know I should miss them, but for some odd reason, I'm relieved that they're leaving.

*Gasps* Why so cruel Dallas? My conscious asks.

Don't judge me like you don't know what I've had to go through these past few days.

Eh, well... *Walks away*

Let me just give a quick summary of what I've had to endure.

|Day 25|

Alex and Yvonne continue their incessant rantings on the Marvel characters, all these occurring at different hours of the day that they see each other till they get home. From how Iron Man is way cooler than Hawk Eye, to how some awesome web combinations in Spiderman's new suit are more important than some. To whether the Living Tribunal is really doing his job well, to the anticipation of Thanos killing some Avengers. To whether there will be a new generation of the X-men...

To Dallas interrupting them by shoving each of them to their individual rooms and locking them up there and silently thanking the Lord for not giving him the privilege of having siblings. To hearing them still continue their rantings by screaming from their rooms. To Dallas continuing his prayer, pleading with the One above to pulverize the two oafs. To his Mom, not sure of the reason why they are screaming, but still calming them down. They calm down. Dallas thanks the One above.

You think that's all? Let's take a look at the next day shall we?

|Day 26|

The siblings of terror continue the argument. If they thought they were going to disturb me they would've been quite disappointed because I go to a store in the morning and get new Beats by Dre Headphones that can drown out the roar of a T-Rex.

The atmosphere between Yvonne and I becomes better as we begin to confide in each other about a whole lot of things. Although, I don't know if it's because we might not have as much time as we have now when she moves back. I tell her this and she nods in understanding.

That day I ponder over this- Will my life go back to being in equilibrium if she leaves?

|Day 27|

I don't know why but things start to get awkward when everytime my Mom sees Yvonne and I, she immediately has this knowing smirk. Like she knows something we don't. It's getting annoying and I know that if I ask her why she does that her smirk will become more and more mischievous so that's a roadblock.

I don't know if I'm missing out on something.

|Today|

"Yvonne! Have you seen my black socks!" I hear Alex scream from across the long corridor.

"What do I have to do with your fricking socks?" Yvonne screams back. "By the way, have you seen my pink pumps?"

"Your brain is hollow!"

I can't hold it in anymore. I have to drop my pen and start laughing. Okay, let me not kid myself. I'll really miss them. They're one of the most interesting siblings I've ever met. Still chuckling, I get up and walk out of my room into Yvonne's. I see her frantically pacing around the room looking for stuff. Her hair is in a messy bun, her hazel eyes obviously filled with frustration, her lips in its usual pout. Watching her like this is stirring things in me I have never felt before and it's scary.

Yvonne catches sight of me and smiles despite the stress. "How long have you been standing there?"

I push myself from the door I am leaning on and fold my arms. "Long enough to discern that you need a hand."