The Agency And The Division ✔ [REWRITING]

Chapter 28 Shopping Bags And Exes

"We've been cooped up in here for the past week Brooke. We need to get out for a bit." Brett whined for what seems like the thousandth time this weekend.

Yes, we've indeed been in the house for the past week, only leaving to get some food, or we just ordered pizza.

At least everyone likes pizza.

Except for Mackenzie. She refused to eat it because ' it is too greasy' and made is order a salad for her.

I swear, sometimes I just wanna strangle her skinny little ass with barbed wire.

Okay K, enough with the murder planning, you have all night for that.

So anyways...

I admit, I've also been wanting to get out of the house a bit during the weekend, but Brooke became like a little girl trying to keep all her gerbils in the cage.

She said that none of us were allowed to leave the house for a while to ensure that the Division didn't shoot anyone else in the head or anywhere else.

It comes as quite a surprise that Marco or Kedrid didn't realize where we were staying at.

Christian had most likely told them where we were and even if that information succeeded to stay in his betraying self, one of my 'family' members should have remembered where that house was.

The only reasonable explanation is that they forgot where it was since I don't think that they would have overlooked the place.

They both know that it's in my name and they would have sent someone to check it out.

So for the past week we've been on high alert, waiting for Marcos next move.

Brooke tried her best in keeping everyone in the house and for the beginning of the week I was on board with the plan, but as everyone became 4 year olds whining about everything, I proposed to Brooke that we'd go out to a bar or something to relax a bit and get out of the house, but Brooke immediately rejected the thought.

She even went as far as to locling every single door and window and hiding the keys form all of us.

We were all desperate to leave the house, but Brett was the worst.

He has been planning on pranking Brooke in every possible way, but she seems to be always one step ahead of the poor boy.

Drayton has been sleeping a lot, at least 11 hours a day, but as soon as he woke up, he became like a turbo hamster running around acting like there were big sewer rats chasing it.

In other words he was always going around asking about everything and making totally random conversations.

One day I was reading a book on the couch and he just plopped down next to me and started talking about different spoon shapes and sizes.

It was all probably because of all the meds since he has been getting a bit less annoying as his medication has been decreasing.

Tyler has been surprisingly quiet and calm.

He pretty much kept to himself for all this time.