NOT MY STORY...

3. Family

Shoot! Sars should not have heard that. What will I say her now?

I look dumbstruck at her and wish that the floor would open up and swallow me whole. After this whole time, I don't want to mess things up. Moreover, what will she think? She just saw me crying cats and dogs while hugging her husband.

There are so many thoughts running through my mind. Thoughts that scared me. Sacred. She would probably end our friendship when she will know who I actually am. She will throw me out of her house. Their house. Away from them.

Only at the mere thought, my eyes filled with a newly found pool of tears. But I couldn't cry. I should not. That's what I deserve anyway. What did I expect?

I bit my lower lip in order to stop my tears from falling down. I squeeze my eyes shut, waiting for the wave of destruction to wash over me, my only family to leave me behind, again.

Family.

Is that what I am to them too? No, I don't think so. But what if I am just being paranoid? Paul did say I mean to him. But he didn't mean family, did he? Uh! My head hurts. I will not think about anything else. Let's just face whatever's coming. Let her speak.

I m prepared. Or that's what I am telling myself.

But when Sarah finally opened her mouth, the unexpected happened. "I hate you two! You cheated on me!"

I was about to open my mouth to explain but she stopped me.

"There is an emotional scene going on and you don't include me?! How dare you?!" With that she came rushing towards us, crossing her arms, speaking like a whiny child. I stood there, totally dumbfounded. What did just happen and what's up with the Adams and being childish all of a sudden?

"I want a hug too!" She didn't even give me a chance to respond but jumped at me. "Sarah, you do remember that you are a mother of two, right?"

"Pff! I am a hormonal teenager on her periods." She waves her hand, fanning herself. "And those kids are yours, old lady, not mine."

At that me and Paul gasp. Damn Sarah, you should not have said that. But to my annoyance, she only laughs her heart out till she has tears in her eyes.

"That wasn't funny!"

"Need us to call the mental asylum?" me and Paul say at the same time. And yet again, she starts laughing.

"I declare it officially, the Adam family is a bunch of psychos." i murmur.

"Oh shut up! You are one of them too. And everyone knows who is better here."

"Of course you are." I sigh in defeat. She indeed is better.

"Don't relax just yet. Only because I laughed along doesn't mean I m letting the matter loose. We need to talk later. All three of us." I tense at her tone. She is deadly serious.

After being done with her glaring, she turns to Paul. Now it's his cue to tense. I chuckle. "And you, why are you not dressed up yet? The guests will be arriving any moment." Sarah narrows her eyes at him.

Paul raises his hands in defense and replies, "Hey, it's not my fault your friend decides to go hungry. I had to make sure she eats something before the guests arrive. Dinners gonna be late anyway." he simply shrugs.

I narrow my eyes at him and mouth 'betrayal' making sure Sarah doesn't see our silent conversation. He simply grins and winks at me when Sarah turns to face me. "Young lady, you are not supposed to stay hungry. Did you-"

She doesn't get to complete the sentence as someone enters the kitchen with that might loud voice of his.

"Where's everyone?" It's Jones.