Joshua Bliss

Chapter 26: Kendrick the Kid

The next morning when I woke up it was like 9:00, which surprised me a whole lot, because I don't wake up this early at all, especially on Saturdays. I was about to just go back to sleep, because it was way too early to be awake on the weekend, but when I saw the necklace from Josh still around my neck, I remembered that he was staying here. So I got out of bed, deciding to shower and get decent, and then make breakfast for Kendrick and Josh. Josh is upset, so it'll probably be a nice thing to do for him, and Kendrick is probably hung over, so he won't be able to do that himself. So I walked into my closet to get something to wear, which was just a black and white sweater with some random pattern on it, with shorts. I was in the house, so it didn't matter that what I was wearing looked super ugly and didn't match at all. I grabbed my clothes that I was going to wear and then opened my bedroom door to the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth.

It took me at least thirty minutes to finish, due to my extremely long shower and the fact that I washed my hair as well, but it didn't matter, because no one was awake to use the bathroom now. I put my wet hair in a bun, too lazy to blow dry it. I never do anyway, because I hate using my hair dryer, it's so annoying, I swear. But I haven't washed my hair in a while, and I like how cold it feels on my head when it's wet too, so it was pretty comfortable - except for my little baby hairs that were too short to fit in the bun that was sticking out all over the place, it looked cute at least. I went back into my room, playing with the locket as I walked to get my phone. I really liked this locket though, it was really cute. It had a bunch of flowers decorating the compass on the outside, and it looked kind of vintage, and that was just really amazing. I took it off when I showered, because I didn't want to get it wet, but I put it back on, because I'm still going to wear it like, all the time. I know it's weird, but Josh gave it to me, and that's really an amazing thing; plus Kendrick is the only person that would've gotten me a present if he hadn't given this to me.

I locked my bedroom after getting my phone and then jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen. When I got into the kitchen, Kendrick was already awake making breakfast. "Um... hello there," I said slowly. "How are you up so early?"

"I couldn't sleep," He told me, putting a plate with a huge stack of pancakes onto the island table, next to a small pan with cinnamon rolls.

"Why not?" I wondered, taking a cinnamon roll.

"Because of the thing I have to talk to you about," He said in a whiny tone.

I gave him a confused look, "The thing you have to talk to me about?''

"I really don't want to tell you, because your birthday was yesterday and this is probably just going to ruin it, but I have to tell you eventually, or else I'm going to feel bad about it, or you're going to have a bunch of questions about it eventually. You probably already have questions about it, because when you asked about mom the other day, you said you had questions but you didn't ask me them, and maybe those are one of the questions. And I just really don't want to answer that; I do not want to see the look on your face when you find out." He rambled, looking really nervous and scared about this.

"Whoa there Kendrick, slow down, I barely got what you just said." He always talks super fast when he's nervous, and so do I - guess that's why we're siblings. From what he said, I heard that it was going to ruin my birthday, so it's probably something bad. But right now, I think I'm strong enough to handle it, considering what I found out about my mom just the day before my birthday. I really hope I can handle it...

He sighed, "I'm sorry, it's just hard to tell you this."

"It's okay Kendrick, you can do it," I assured, giving him an encouraging smile. I was trying to hide how much I feared finding out what he wanted to tell me, because maybe that would make him not so nervous about it - maybe it'll give me hope that I could handle it too.