Overlap

Van

🌼2016☁️

The Ride had come out the day before she'd turned up again, and when we got back home for a day long break thats all anyone wanted to remind us. It was all congratulations and celebrations and my mam and dad must be dead proud.

My mam and dad were dead proud actually, but it wasn't the first thing they said to me when I got in.
When I sat down at the table for me Sunday roast.

The first thing they said was, "Somethings changed..."

That was my dad.

My mams line was perhaps the most poignant.

"He's met a girl hasn't he love, thats what that face means..." she clasped her hands together, embarassing me but only almost as I shook my head and let them down.

"That is definitely not what this face means," i grinned, "definitely not,"

"Oh mate just humour her," chuckled my dad rolling his eyes, going along with me like he believed me but I knew he wasn't stupid and I knew the minute he got me alone he'd invite me for a pint and ease it out of me the way he always did.

"Mum its not a girl like that kind of girl alright," said, trying to roll my eyes and tease her, cheeky smile, tried to emanate my sulking teenage voice of old, "Bondys sister came back yesterday, shes a bit of a..." i trailed off, not wanting to call her the problem child or the lost cause, not wanting to tell my parents something about her that she'd hate for anyone to know, "she's not around very much, Bond worries about her like..."

"Ohhh," sighed my mam, nodding in understanding though the real look of understanding came from my dad who was looking at me like he could read my mind.

And he could.

It took two days for me to find out, but he could.

We were sitting in the pub when he brought it up, just as I'd predicted, sitting in our usual corner, in the back room.

He placed two pints of Guinness down on the table in front of us, then smiled. He let out a sigh as he sat down.

"So you say Bondy worries about her then..." he started, he didnt quiet take me by surprise but the way he brought it up as if we'd already been talking about her for hours caught me by surprise.

"Oh uh, yeah," i nodded, "but..." i started about to tell him something stupid about how it wasn't as deep as it sounded - something I'd go back on anyway in ten minutes time when he'd inspired his usual honesty in me.

"And you do too right?" he smirked, a clever smirk, the kind of knowing smirk he often wore when he'd worked me out before even I had.

I smiled a guilty kind of smile, sipped ny drink and nodded.

"Yeah," i said, "probably since the day I met her at that stupid bloody after party," i said chuckling, making my dad laugh too though he didn't know what after party I was talking about.

"And av you liked her since you met her an all then?" he smirked a teasing smirk that sent my eyes wide and my head a little too quick to shake. I was tripping over my words to tell him no.

"God no! She was still in school!" i cried nearly spitting my drink out, "She was like 15 an I found her cryin over some lad, you know it was weird Bonds had never even mentioned her before then and suddenly he's shitfaced stumblin round the house likes anyone seen r Nina?" i smiling fondly by the end of my sentence, my dad chuckling along with my story as I trailed off and sucked in on mg cheek. Thought it over for a moment before I admitted it.

"I realised I liked her last year, she was at that big do his mam threw for his birthday,"

"Well she is his sister," smirked my Dad but I shook my head and chewed my cheek, trying to be gentle with the way I put it.