A Risky Kind of Business

12: This Must Be Fight Club

Chapter Twelve:  This Must Be Fight Club

I still could not believe the way Cooper overreacted when I walked through the door this morning. He made it obvious that he did not want anything to do with me. So why was he acting like my father? Cooper was so infuriating sometimes.

I rolled over, and check the time. It was only eleven fifty two. Ugh, I should really get up. But I really do not want to have to go and face Cooper. TOC was probably right, Cooper probably went and fucked that other girl he was hanging around all night. He honestly did not care about me at all.

Erasing last nights ‘welcoming’ back events, I threw the comforter off of my partially sweating body. I hated sleeping in foreign places. For some strange reason I would always get extremely hot while I was sleeping, so I would take off my covers, then I would get freezing cold without any covers on. It’s like my body was acting bipolar. Don’t I get enough bipolarness with the three people currently living with me? Ugh.

Stepping out into the hallway, I heard an eruption of laughter from the bedroom across the hallway. I immediately began to feel a ping of jealousy course through me for some apparent reason. Honestly, I was jealous that Charlie was giving her full attention to a back stabber versus the person who has actually been there for her for her entire life. But what could I do? You think you know someone so well, when in reality you barely know them at all.

I literally did not want to be anywhere in this house right now. At least not under the presence of Cooper, Charlie, or Alex. I do not know what has gotten into them lately, but whatever it is, I do not like it. Not one bit. But what am I going to do to change their ways? Its extremely frustrating when you are basically all alone. Without anyone. Without some of the closet people towards you. Stupid millionaire’s son. Stupid best friend. Stupid best friend’s twin brother.

I reached the end of the grand staircase, finding Cooper sprawled out on the couch with his mouth hanging wide open. I still could not believe he ‘stayed’ up until I arrived back here yesterday. Something was just not ringing a bell to me. He finds a girl at that casino, acts as if he could care less about me, but when I am with an old friend, he is all wanting to protect me and be my ‘saviour’?

Well sorry to rain on his parade, but I do not think I will be caring about him anytime soon. I am actually glad I found TOC, now I have someone that I feel as if I can trust. Well I know I can trust him, and I am pretty sure he will not turn his back on me like some other friends of mine. Well hopefully not.

I found another couch in the living room, and took a seat, not bothering to pay any mind to Cooper. Hopefully he would just give up talking to me. Couldn’t he see that I would rather not deal with him right now. I have no idea what has gotten into the Weather’s lately. But I did not want to stick around and deal with them. Maybe if I were to spend the rest of this summer with TOC. I doubt anyone would even noticed if I was gone. Right? Right?

“Morning Mic.” Cooper greeted me, making me glare at him. I quickly glanced over before shifting my eyes back to the tv. I was not going to be on any kind of speaking terms with him right now.

“Mickey? Hello? Did you hear me?” He tried again, but I still ignored him.

He wants to act like he does not care about me, then I will act like I do not care about him anymore either.

“Mickayla! Talk to me, I do not like you ignoring me. Please just say something. Even tell me how much you f*cking hate me right now and-” I didn't feel like listening to him try to explain his way out of this one, so I just got up from the couch and left him talking mid-sentence.