You Cause It...

Sharpay fabulous

"Let my brother go!" I say holding up a gun to the crazy man.

"He's not your brother, your not my kid, he is and I take what's mine." He says turning around walking away from me.

"I won't h-hesitate." I start shaking the gun sliding my finger on the trigger.

No one is going to put AJs life in danger he's not going to get away. I promised myself.

"Sure kid." He stops in his tracks looking over his shoulder. "Have a nice life." I he continues walking and I shoot.

and shoot.

and shoot.

but he keeps walking.

"Clem! You promised you would save me!" AJ yells.

"I-I shot him it's not my fault!" I scream.

"It is clem it's all your fault."

I shoot myself out of my dream falling off my bed creating a loud thud that my butt, well flat pancake made. I immediately feel my headache.

I had a nightmare again. Most of my nightmares are AJ getting hurt. Why? I don't know but I raised him most of time since his mom is barely around and dad has work.

but it's all ok because AJ is with his mom

he's safe.

i'm good, fine, bueno-

Then I remember...

I got hammered last night.

or in other words....

I got fucked up last night.

I stand up only making my headache worse and walk out of my room as I make my way downstairs I notice a figure under a blanket on my couch.

shit, is it like a ghost fucking with me? Like i'll go to the figure and pull the cover off only for there to be nothing.

Nonsense clem you sound stupid.

...

Now go pull off the cover.

I slowly walk towards the couch only to spend thirty minutes pacing back and forth wondering if I should expose the culprit.

Relax it's not a roach

or maybe it is. A giant, brown, ugly roach.

it's not.

"one...three...fifteen....forty-five...NOW!"

I count random numbers because it's like forcing me to do something. Counting regular is boring and will only make you hesitate. Why is this different? I do not know.

I whip off the covers only to see a dread headed boy, drooling and having soft snores escape his lips.

Louis.

wait!?

What is Louis doing here?

I squat down to his level and start poking his cheeks, then his arms, then his perfectly toned abs through his shirt, and then I think of the most perfect way to wake someone up.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"WAKE UPPPPPP!!!" I yell marching around Louis banging my pots and pans together with a pot on my head and a spatula banging on that. If I didn't know any better i'd say I looked like Moana in the singing crab scene.

"Five more minutes Lucy." He groans

who's Lucy?

I bend down to his ear "Who's Lucy?" I scream.

"AHAKSHSDH!" Louis screams falling off the couch. I stifle my laugh holding my hand up to my mouth.

"What are you doing here Louis?" I laugh shaking my head.

"You don't remember?" he lifts one eyebrow

"No...no no we didn't- did we- oh god!"

"NOO no we didn't!" He screams like he wants the whole world to know That he didn't sleep with me.

I put my hand on my hips I'll let you know sleeping with me is amazing.

"Not that I don't want to- I mean I do but- never mind."

"Get up loser." I chuckle placing my hand out grabbing his and ignoring all the shocks his touch sends my body and pulling me up.

"So what happened last night?" I ask walking to this kitchen.

"What happened with you?" He says sitting on the counter eying me up and down.

The pots. shit.

"ha...what do you mean?" I say casually taking the pots and pans off and leaning on the counter.

"Just because you got the pots and pans off doesn't mean you don't still look like a mess." He jumps off the counter reaching over me grabbing an apple giving me a smug look.

"I'll have you know I look Sharpay fabulous! People die to look like me." I say flipping my hair, which is in a messy bun, so i'm really flipping air.

He just snickers and walks out of my kitchen.

wait..

MY kitchen.

MY house.

"Hey! wait a dog on minute!" I say blocking his way to the living room. He quirks an eyebrow at me and raises his hands in defense.

"Yeshmoush?" He says, well, tries to say with the apple in his mouth.

"Ew..don't chew with your mouth open..you still haven't told me why you are in my house.."

He then starts laughing.

LAUGHHING I TELL YOU

Ladies and Gents I present you Louis...the boy who will be the death of me.