Misunderstood

Chapter 15

I took out my keys from my pocket to open my front door but before I could do that, the door opened in front of us, revealing an oddly calm Al.

He didn't say anything just went back inside.

He obviously can not say anything because this is your house. He can't just throw you out.

I don't have time for this. Just shut up.

What is it with yo-.

Don't even try and be quiet.

I motioned for my new brothers to come inside and guided them towards the living room.

I need more seating space.
Seriously, I am out of couches here.

I was not ready for this, they brought their whole family here, at my house.

There are four Riveras, four Devons and five Valentinos in here.

Seriously people, this is my house, not some 24 hour open mall.

At least tell me before barging into my house.

A cough, a fake cough brought me out of my inner rant.

I focused my gaze on the uninvited guests that I have and I can say they do not look really happy.

"So? What's going on here?" I asked to break the awkward silence that has fell upon us.

"A party." Aaron suggested.

"Maybe someone died." Charlie added his input as well.

"They would be crying if someone died. And even if they don't cry, their eyes would have been red as evidence to some kind of bad news." Aaron argued.

Charles scanned the room with his eyes, his mouth formed an 'o' as he realized that shockingly, Aaron has got a point.

"So this really is a party?" Questioned Charles.

"No one is this gloomy at a party, maybe a formal family dinner." Seth guessed.

"Look at their clothes, it doesn't look very formal to me." Aaron pointed out.

And that is true, all of these guests of mine are in nice clothes, not formal clothes.

"Admit it, it's a party." Aaron pointed his index finger at the other two.

"A party, in my house, without my knowledge. Not possible." I countered.

He looked around the room then back at me.

"Take a look around. It's totally possible." He commented.

Did he just say totally?

Oh well.
What can you say.

Nothing. That's what.

Getting distracted from the main topic here.

Oh right. Thanks.

You.
Thanking me?
Well that's a first.
Who knew you know how to be nice.
Because all you tell me is-.

Shut up.

Yes that.

I'm not saying, I am ordering you to shut the hell up.

"Actually, no, not a party. We wanted you to meet our families so we called them up and you are smart enough to figure out the rest." Fran spoke up, dissolving the whole argument.

This is first time since we entered the room that anyone of them said something.

"So what are we waiting for, let's go on with the introductions, shall we?" I said as I made my way to the table in the middle of the couches and sat on it, criss cross apple sauce.

"We shall not. First I would like to know who are they?" Zachary Rivera, also known as my older brother -half brother to be exact- said pointing to the dumb 3, who are still standing near the entrance.

"Then I would like to inform you about the phone call that all of us heard when you said some serious shit." Zachary, I will call him Zach, continued and folded his hands on his chest.

"These three ar--" My phone rang, successfully stopping me from saying anything.

I took out my phone from my pocket.
"Eric" showed up on my screen.

"Some of you know bits and pieces of what's going on so you guys talk it over with each other and get the story straight. I have to take this." Before they could protest, I left them and made my way upstairs to my bedroom.

I accepted the call and put the phone on my ear.

"I am sorry." Eric's frantic voice said from the other side.

"You better be. I told you to update me every month, it's been 40 days since the last update. When were you going to call me when I got to my grave?" I inquired heatedly.

"You got it all wrong. It's Carter, he is missing for about 2 hours now."

"How the hell is he missing, I appointed you there for a reason. He is in a coma for the previous 13 months. Nobody except you, me and the Doc knows about him, how is it even possible for him to be missing?" I fired at him.

"That's the thing, he woke up about 3 months ago but due to his injury his lower half wasn't working properly as the doctor had said before. But he was determined to get better and get back, to you. So,--" I cut him off already understanding the whole situation.

"The money I have been sending you was going on his physiotherapy sessions and now he can walk on his own, right?"

I can imagine him nodding his head on the other side.

"When were you going to tell me all this? When I put a bullet in your body?" I snapped furiously. Just because I don't kill doesn't mean I can't make death threats.

"I was going to but Carter told me not to." He weakly defended himself.

"I don't remember him being the one in charge. I am." I was pissed right now. I gave him one job and he stupidly messed up.

"There's no use of you there. Clear up everything including the doctor, by that I mean clear his bills, and get here right away. I want you here in an hour, I am going to wrack my brain for where he could have gone." I cut off the call with that, not even bothering to say bye.

Where is Carter? If I was him where would I go?

I started pacing.

Okay Cameron calm down.

I am trying, what do think I am doing?

Take deep breaths and look on the bright side. Carter is all okay now. And he wanted to recover so he could come back to you.

I followed. I took deep breaths and repeated these sentences in my head.

Carter is all okay now. And he wanted to recover so he could come back to you.

Carter is all okay now. And he wanted to recover so he could come back to you.

Carter is all okay now. And he wanted to recover so he could come back to you.

Carter is all okay now. And he wanted to recover so he could come b---.

Shit.
I stopped pacing and my eyes widened at the realization.

How can I be so stupid.

He recovered so he could come back to me.

And now he is missing.

Obviously he is on his way here.

And he left about 2 hours ago so that means he will be here in any minute now.

And my living room is filled with people who are still confused about what is going on. With Carter coming here, it will get even more confusing.

I will have to answer more questions.

Ughhhh.
Get ready Cameron, to be interrogated to death.

Let the family drama begin.