Her Mate

Chapter four

My phone rang startling me out of my sorta dancing to George Strait's Check Yes or No while cleaning the bathroom. My sister, Joann appears on the screen so I pause the CD and answer.

"Hey, Joann." I answered

"I'm Just calling to make sure you'll be ready. I should be by to pick you up around four-thirty or so."

The good mood I was in walked out the front door slamming it in the process. If she thinks she's going to drive me so I'm trapped there until she decides to return me, she has lost her mind. "Joann, no. The car you gave me still works fine. I'm sure I won't be staying long and I don't want you to have to leave on my account."

"Crystal, that's ridiculous. We don't have to stay long but I also don't want you running out after five minutes. There's also not going to be a lot of parking space with everyone there so this is just the most sensible route."

"Just for you I'll stay for at least six minutes. after that, I can't make any guarantees. You're lucky I even agreed to come at all so don't push it." This was so like her to try pulling something like this. I put my phone down on the counter without telling her to grab a venom. I doubt she was saying anything I wanted to hear anyways.

"I opened it taking several large gulps before picking the phone up.

"Crystal? Crystal?"

"Yeah?" I answered taking another drink. These things were my alcohol.

"Did you walk away to get a energy drink?" She asked annoyed.

"No."

"Liar! I heard you open it. What was I just saying?

Shit! I cursed under my breath. "Told you." She said "If I knew you were lying about stealing my clothes and makeup when we were kids, even when I had no idea why you would want it, I sure can tell when you're lying now. I'll see you at four-thirty."

"Shit!" I said again out loud tossing my phone back on the counter. Not even George Strait will help my mood now.

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Staring at my closet I couldn't find a single thing to wear. Yeah, I know, It's a common theme with girls but in my case I knew that I would be judged a hundred times more than any other there. I could walk in there with the most beautiful dress from a top designer and they would all hate it because most of them don't see me as a women just a guy wearing their clothes. On the other hand, if I showed up in a old pair of jeans and a shirt, I'd be not committed or some shit like that as my old therapist said once. You just can't win sometimes. I sat on my bed hiding my face in my hands. Why did I ever agree to this?

After a few minutes i decided to hell with them. I got up and grabbed a white sundress with a purple floral pattern that I fell in love with the moment I saw it at Macy's. It was far more expensive than what I normally could afford as most of my clothes I buy second hand, but it was on sale so I decided to splurge. Maybe it would give me the confidence I need to get through this.

I was checking myself in the mirror when I heard a knock at the door followed quickly by my sister calling me. "I'm in the bedroom." I called slipping into some flip flops.

"Wow! You look great." She said looking me up and down by the door. I turned to her checking if she was being sarcastic but she seemed sincere. "Thank you"

"You ready?" She asked enthusiastically.

"Noooo. But I guess I'm as close to it as I'll ever be so let's go. I just need to bring Dobby in first.

The drive to our parents house was spent mostly in silence. Joann tried a few times to start a conversation but as soon as we headed out my nerves shot through the roof. Finally after some one word answers she got the hint and let me be.