Chemical Kids And Mechanical Brides

~Chapter Twelve~

I have been a mess as of lately. I look at my self and I want to barf. I cry myself to sleep at of the past couple of days. It takes so much willpower not to do something stupid. Like really really stupid. I run a shaky hand in my tangle mess of my hair. I sat on the bench that part of the window. My blanket on my lap looking out at the front yard. I just want to be happy. my eyes start to water. I wipe my eye with my sleeve. I hear a nock on my door.

" Hey iris... umm we are going out to dinner in like 30 so get ready." he smiles at me. I give him a fake smile and nod my head. I sigh and get up. I walk to my closet and look for something to wear. I pull out a denim jacket , black tank top , and ripped leggings. I grab my docs and put them on. I look for some basic jewelry. I pick out a crystal necklace and some gold rings. simple but what ever. I sit in front of my full length mirror. I start to braid my hair. It was messy but it looked cute. I put a couple bobbin pins in to fix some of my stray hairs. I push my self off the floor and brush my self off. picking up my phone I head down stairs. I flop on the couch and wait for my brothers. Vic walks down stairs. I notice he has a denim jacket, white shirt, black skinnies ,a maroon SnapBack and his vans. really?!

" Our brother sister telepathy is acting up again." Vic jokes and sits next to me. I shake my head and smile. I rest my head on his shoulder. mike is always fashionably late for no reason at all. but he walks down not even 5 minutes after vic. mike has on a denim vest, black tank top,camouflage pants and his all black vans. wow.

" What is it... Fuentes siblings wear denim day. " I joke with a eye roll. Mike rolls his eyes and sits ok the arm rest waiting for our parents. mama walks down with papa trailing behind her.

" do you three have denim on? She asks. We all nod our heads. She rolls her eyes and grabs her purse.

" permite ir mis hijos " papa says grabbing the keys. we walk out. my playful pushes my shoulder. I just keep walking and get in the car. I have to sit in the middle. I always have. mike keeps poking my leg. This is getting on my last nerves.

" mike can you please stop or I'll punch you in your non existenting penis" I hiss at him. I could see that papa was trying not to laugh. so was Vic. he was chewing his cheek. Mikes eyes widen and he moves as far as he could from me.

" Iris as funny and true as that is... Say sorry to your older brother." papa laughs.

" I'm sorry for saying ill punch you in your non existenting penis... Which is true by the way" I say but I whisper it quietly. Vic snorts ands smiles at me.

" The hell you say iris you want to fight with me." mike says calmly. I nod my head with a playful smile on my face. He sticks his tongue out at me and I stick mine out right back. I sigh and look forward. holy shit I'm hungry. I wonder where we are going. my phone vibrates in my lap.

From:Austin Skywalker

"Hey baby Fuentes what happened with you and hime-time? "

" Oh...umm...well... we-I sorta broke up with him after the house party...he ugh... was making out this another girl..." I text back. That's my nickname... baby Fuentes. Sometimes my brothers call me princess but only every once in a while. But to all my brothers friends I'm baby Fuentes. Not that I minded any way. I found it cute because they were always nervous around me... maybe well because of mike. Buts whatever. We reach the restaurant finally. Benihana yes bitches YESS. We all get out the car. we head in and wait for a table. Vic was in his phone texting same with mike. I sigh softly.

From: Austin Skywalker

" Baby Fuentes I'm sorry *kisses face*." I giggle at his text and set my phone on my lap. I fiddle with my fingers. I happen to look up and my breathing hitched causeing mike and Vic to look up quickly. Jaime... standing there with his family. I try to control my breathing so I wouldn't have an Anxiety attack. I grip the ends of mikes vest and Vic's jacket tightly making my knuckles turn white.