Hating You Sweetly

4. Laundry Room

I know it's short but I promise the next chapter will be much, much longer. 
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 Chris’ POV

I woke up with a headache and I knew I couldn’t go back to sleep. I wanted to, but once I saw the time I knew my aunt wouldn’t let me if I tried. It was already noon. Man I knew I should have slept at my grandparents’ house. They wouldn’t care what time I chose to get up.

Clark’s mom, Adelina, was just too controlling to let anyone sleep their days away. After that interesting party last night all I wanted to do was sleep so I could escape it all and not have to think about it. 

I throw the warm covers aside and got up, stretching out my sore limbs. There was a lot of popping in my bones before I opened the door and headed to the kitchen where I could smell the delicious food my aunt was already making.

She gave a warm motherly smile as soon as she saw me. “How did you sleep darling?”

I hopped onto the seat next to my little five year old cousin who was playing Mario on a PSP. “It was good. Sorry I woke up so late.”

My aunt waved her hand in the air to dismiss my comment. “You looked like you needed more sleep. You were tossing and turning when I lasted checked on you.”

Really? She still checks up on me. “Yeah, thanks.” What else was I supposed to say, ‘Creeper’?
Aunt Adelina took out a plate and poured me some soup before placing it in front of me. “Here, eat.”
I didn’t object. My stomach was growling and the smell was amazing.

She went around the counter and grabbed her keys from the hook it was on. Then she made her way to Natalie, my cousin next to me, and kissed her cheek.
“Okay baby, remember to be good when you get to Laura’s house. Don’t be a nuisance and maybe she’ll let you come over more.” 

Natalie gave her mom the most adorable smile. “Okay mom,” she paused for a moment. “What’s a noo-sin?”

“It means a troublemaker, Natie. Don’t get into trouble.” I replied instead.

“Yes like your cousin Chris,” Aunt Adelina smirked my way. She was always the playful, carefree aunt when she wanted to be. 

“No it’s more like her brother Clark.”

Aunt Adelina shook her head then pulled on her thin sweater. “Okay I have to go kids. Be good.” She was out the door in no time. I ate the soup and was thankful it was enough to stop my stomach from growling. 

Clark came down the stairs a few minutes after wearing his favorite, ‘lucky’ so he called, plaid shirt. He went straight to Natalie and picked her up off the stool before placing her down and kissing her check.

“Go get ready to leave, Natie.”

Natalie rushed off, her shinny brown curls bouncing on her way. Clark then straightened and turned to give me a deep intense glare. What was his problem today?

“Why are you giving me that look?” I got up to set the plate inside the sink.

“What you did last night was uncalled for Chris. You had no right to assault Laura like that.” His harsh voice wasn’t scaring me.

Oh really? He was defending her now. “She deserved it.”

Clark shook his head in a disbelieving fashion. “What the heck did she ever do to you man? I just don’t understand what she could possibly have done to get you to say those things in front of all her friends.”

What friends? She wasn’t a real friend. “She’s not what you think she is.”

This only seemed to anger Clark. Did he really like her that much? “Laura is a kind and thoughtful person. I don’t know what your deal is but you seriously need to check yourself.” He yelled at me.
I raised my brow. Clark hadn’t yelled at me since we were kids and I stole his toy truck.