Misbehave // Alex Gaskarth

Chapter Twenty Five ~ For the Best

Songs; Afire Love - Ed Sheeran

Give Me Love - Ed Sheeran 

BUT WE REACHED 100 PAGES WOO OMFG THAT HAS BEEN MY GOAL SINCE I STARTED THIS STORY THE NEXT GOAL IS 200 

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Five minutes passed by, but those few minutes felt like ten hours of pure torture. Valeria meant well, I knew that in her perspective, taking away Myra would be the best option. But in reality, it was probably the worst.

A million thoughts ran through my head as I watched Valeria leave the house without another word. My brain was still processing what she had just said, practically declaring war between her and I over my little sister. Although I'll admit that maybe having a shirtless Alex and a messy house wasn't the best first impression, it didn't mean that I was a bad sister. I always did everything in my power to make sure that Myra was well fed and taken care of. The fact that Valeria had accused me of not being 'ready' to take care of Myra pissed me off to no extent.

Ever since our mother died, I was the one taking care of Myra, not her. I was the one changing her and getting her ready for school, not Valeria. She was too busy with her work life to give a damn about Myra. I'd been taking care of Myra for years, not her.

"Alex," I groaned, burying my face in his chest. My fingernails dug into his biceps, trying to keep my balance. "What am I going to do? I-I can't... I don't want to get the authorities involved. But I don't want her to take her away from me." I bit my lip, holding back the tears that brimmed my eyes. I couldn't cry because I had to be strong for Myra.

Alex sighed and wrapped his arms around my torso, hugging me tightly. He hand ran up and down my back, attempting to comfort me. "Let's go to Jack's." He said. Without uttering a word, I nodded and followed him out the front door. We walked toward the house next door and knocked on the front door. Seconds later, Mary greeted us with a cheerful smile, but her smile quickly fell once she noted the distressed look on my face.

Mary stepped aside and let us into Jack's house. We walked toward the living room where Jack was watching 'Fantasy Factory'. I sat down on the couch, Alex taking the place beside me. Jack turned the volume down and a thick silence quickly filled the air in the living room.

"Where's Myra?" I asked.

"She's sleeping in the guest room." Mary replied, motioning to the staircase. I nodded, struggling to find anything else to say. "So, what's with the long faces? Why does it look like you two just saw a ghost?"

There was no point in hiding the truth to Jack and Mary. Eventually, they were bound to find out that my aunt was planning on taking Myra away from me. It just wasn't fair, I couldn't find one possible pro in the situation. The only thing I saw was a list filled with negatives. Without Myra, I'll be alone. I knew that I still had my friends, but none of them were my family. Without Myra, it would just be me living in that beautiful house.

I didn't want that at all. I wanted to share my American experience with my little sister. But what choice did I have? It was either give in to Valeria's request, or take matters to court. God knows I didn't have the money for a decent lawyer and even if I did, the chances of winning the case weren't high. Any reasonable judge with a decent mind would give Myra up to a woman with experience, not a nineteen year old who spends her free time messing around with her boyfriend.

No matter the track record, anyone and everyone would see that Valeria was better fit to care for Myra.

Jack waved his hand in front of my face, instantly pulling me free from my thoughts. A look of concern flashed in his brown eyes, the same going for Mary. Meanwhile, Alex sat quietly beside me, holding a pensive expression.