Feelings | Oliver Schermerhorn

[11] Nice pajamas, princess

It was two days after I went to the cemetery and let out my feelings I've been holding in for years to my dad and brother.

I was in my room, my bedside lamp was on, and I had a book in my hands. My legs were crossed as I laid down on my bed.

It was around 10 P.M. and I could hear the crickets outside my bedroom window. It was creating this calming vibe.

I felt relaxed.

"Stella!"

That is until my mom called me from the kitchen. I groaned and tilted my head back in frustration.

"What?" I yelled back, waiting for my mother's response.

I just heard crickets as I waited until I groaned again. I grabbed my bookmark and placed it on the page I was on.

I sat up, placing my legs on the cold wooden floor in my room and debated whether to see what my mom wants or not.

I quickly got up as I didn't want to get yelled at. I opened my white bedroom door open making a creaking sound and walked down the narrow hallway.

Pictures of my family hung around the pale walls. I sighed as my eyes landed on a picture of me and my two brothers.

God, I missed them.

"Yes, Mom?" I said softly as I watched my mom move around quickly in the kitchen, cleaning dishes and drying them.

"Can you please take out the trash?" I pursed my lips as I drifted my eyes to the full trashcan beside the kitchen island.

"Why can't Nate do it?" I crossed my arms as I looked over to my brother who was on the couch drinking beer and eating-

"Is that my food?!" I said as I dropped my hands to my side, my eyes wide.

Nate turned his head to look at me and looked down at the leftover Chinese food that Oliver bought me.

Nate shrugged and continued eating the Chinese food.

My lips parted in shock and I turned to my mom. "He's eating my food!"

My mom sighed and placed down the plate she was washing in the sink.

"Take out the trash, Stella." She gave me a stern look.

I grumbled under my breath as I grabbed the trash can, tying it up and making my way outside to the trash bins.

A cold wind passing by made me shudder. I looked down and saw I was in my Disney pajama shorts and a black tank top.

I quickly made my way to the trash bins beside the house.

When I finally managed to throw in the trash bags, I turned around and screamed.

"Fuck, be quiet!" Oliver placed his hand over my mouth, muffling my screams.

I pushed him away and hunched down, placing my hand over my heart. "Why?" I said out of breath.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?" I said as I stood up straight.

"Sorry." He laughed which made the corners of my lips tug up. "I knocked on your window but then I noticed you weren't in there." He said as he ranked his eyes down my body.

"Nice pajamas, princess." He smirked as I felt my face turn red.

I crossed my arms. "Why would you knock on my window?"

He held out three flashlights that I didn't notice he was holding. "I thought all of us can go on a nighttime adventure."

"All of us?"