I Want To Be With You...Everywhere

Chapter 49: I Promise

Osmond was on top of Houston, holding him down by the throat, but he was quickly overturned by him.

Both boys were soaked as they fought. Warm rain was pouring down in the hot humidity.

Houston got enough leverage by punching Osmond in the jaw.

"Ameera, what's go-- oh my God!" Barbara exclaimed.

"Boys, please stop!" Ameera responded to them.

Osmond prevented himself from getting stuck underneath the younger kid. He got up on his knee, knocked Houston down once again. Pulling back, he waited for him to get up.

Ameera took that as her chance to grab Osmond. "Stop it! Please," she screamed. "Stop!"

Pretty soon, Jess was coming home and could see Houston standing and Ameera holding Osmond back.

As Houston got up, Osmond prepared to knock his charge at him off.

"Stop!" Ameera had her hands planted flatly to Osmond's chest and stomach.

"What's going on?" Jess asked as he was prepared to grab Houston.

Both boys were silent as they anticipated one another's movement.

"This asshole hit me when I came to talk," Osmond finally said aloud. He started to motion forward again.

"Stop it," Ameera said loudly, once again. "Both of you," she turned to face Houston. "Why did you hit him?" she asked.

"He hit me first, Ameera," Houston stated.

"Really?" she leered at both of them. "You have to have dibs on that too?" she crossed her arms.

I swear Ameera, he hit me first, Osmond said to her in thought. He had hoped his message was getting through since he couldn't read her thoughts lately.

"Go in the house," she yelled at him. "You too," she said angered at Houston, who was in Jess' tight hold.

Jess let him go and both boys made their way in the house.

Entering the house Barbara had towels for them.

The boys sat down on opposite end of the couch while Ameera prepared to yell.

"What is wrong with you guys? There is nothing to fight over. I'm really not feeling well and you guys really have to be out there?" she paced back and forth.

Barbara and Jess had excused themselves because, they could see Ameera in distress.

Listen Ameera, I didn't-- Osmond's thoughts got cut off.

"Would you stop that?" she yelled. "You're not making the situation better by doing that," she pleaded.

Houston kind of looked at the couple in confusion. He couldn't see Osmond doing anything physically. Her yelling threw him off.

"Sorry," Osmond mumbled to her.

"Houston, why are you here?" she finally sat down on the coffee table.

"To apologize for kissing you."

"That's sweet, but why are you here fighting with him?" she asked. "Did you hit him first?"

Houston nodded. "I didn't know that was gonna happen."

"Well, it did. I'm just thankful my parents weren't here for that one," she stated. "Why did you hit him?" she asked, letting her arms fall to the side.

"I thought he was charging at me, when he was running up to me."

"Why were you running up to him?" she asked Osmond.