3Am Chit Chat

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"Hey that was my pieces of Pizza" Nick angrily spoke out at his older brother Joe. He had been eyeing the piece. His brother just ruined that for him as his stomach felt like it was eating itself even though he had eaten almost half the box.


"It does not have your name on it, Joe, interjected as he made sure he was making the obnoxious amount of noise just to piss off his brother.


Nick rolled his eye as he got up to get another glass of water from the kitchen. His headache was building and he was not in the mood to deal with his stupid brother and his obnoxious behaviour.

He let the tap run for a couple of seconds so he could have his water nice and cool. He was to busy to notice his mother was watching from the kitchen doorway.


Watching her son take a swig of water. He almost emptied the whole thing in one go."Nick, you're going to throw up if you drink that much in one go." She quickly interjected.


Nick stopped mid drink as he smiled at his mom as he waved her off quickly down the big glass he put it out down on the counter. " I think you're wrong about that." He spoke with a little bit of cocky ness in his voice. But there was no attuited or snark so Denise didn't feel the need to scold the teen.


Slowly walking in the kitchen " Did you have fun recording music all this week dad said you guys were having a lot of fun when he came down on Tuesday."


"We were able to bang out two-song this week." He quickly spoke up in excitement. "It was so much fun thank you for allowing us to do this. I know that dad can't be there all the time cause he has church stuff to do and you're looking after to Frankie. But it would be awesome if we could do something as a family soon."His eye turned sad for second his eye turned to picture on the far wall.


Denise followed her son's eye smiling at the picture " That picture always makes me laugh." Its picture of the whole family in the living room with a big Christmas tree as present piled high. going over to her youngest teen, giving him a hug

"How about we think about that after coming back from the school tour ok."

Nick wrapped his arms around his mom rest his head against her shoulder as he sighed " I missed you mom and am sorry for getting upset last night I was just tired."

No other words needed to be spoken as mother and son sat down in the kitchen. Nick told her about all the fun things that went down in the past week. Joe and Kevin come in shortly after the evening was spent sitting around the fire sharing stories.

"Hope you don't drown in your sleep Joe remarked behind him as he was brushing his teeth. Nick gave him a look before walking out of the small guest bathroom.


"Night Joe." He sighed feeling arms wrap around his body from behind.


" Night little bro," Joe mumbled in his hair. "Are you ever going to cut this mop of hair?" Running his hand through messing it up.


Nick tried to move away from his brother " Joe seriously am tired I want to head to bed."


" Alright alright," Joe gave one last tight hug before watching his brother head into his room.


Nick quickly climbs up his bunk bed his dad had just finished putting his youngest brother frankie to bed who was four-year-old. He pulled the covers back and slid inside.


" So you had fun this week." calm voice of there dad spoke as he brushed small hair out his son's eye.Nick nodded his eye was already closing.


He said a short pray before kiss the child's head and slips out of the room.

It felt like he had just fallen asleep when he woke up to the horrible feeling that he had to go. He quickly throws off the covers as slid do. Making it just in time sighing with relief.

He also noted that he was incredibly thirsty to the point where his tongue felt very dry quickly chugged some water. His stomach growled moment after maybe nighttime snack was in order sneaking down the hall the wood floor creaking under his feet he paused at his parent's room. Hearing nothing continuing his way down the hall.


Frankie and Kevin where both very deep sleepers which gave his mom a heart attack every time she woke them. Joe was the problem it like he had a sixth sense when Nick was up and about.

He tried his best to make it down the stairs the trees made creepy shadows on the windows. He felt goosebumps run-up and down his arms. Slowly making it into the kitchen to grab some cereal from the cabinet


"So who was going to tell me that there was a party down here." The soft voice of Joe coming into the kitchen.


Nick picked up his head and waved at his older brother " I was hungry, so I wanted something to eat."He looks back down at his already half-empty bowl.


"Do you want to go to church on Sunday?" Joe asks out of the blue.


Nick picked up his head quickly "of course I do we haven't been there in weeks we need to be there for dad."The church has been there home for as long as Nick could remember.


"Don't u think it odd that dad won't let us tell anyone about us starting a band. Joe sighed his hands busy playing with napkin tearing it up into little pieces. He watched Nick go to grab more cereal and pour some milk in before sitting back down.


" I don't think it's odd it's a little annoying. Nick slowly agreed with his brother. " But we are sons of a pastor we need to be the best we can be for the congregation."


Joes rolled his eye. "I mean yeah I understand that but don't you get tired of it, people thinking where perfect. Even mom and dad get into argument every once and a while we get grounded we are only human."


To be honest, Nick had never really thought about it quickly chow down on the cereal the way it crunches in his mouth was beyond satisfying.


"I think we just need to act like nothing wrong because there was nothing wrong with what we are doing."Nick put his bowl in the sink.


"I guess your right so are you planning to eat the whole kitchen." Joe hugged his little bro he felt Nick stiffen then relaxing and leaning into the comfort.


"Everything will be fine," Nick whispered they slowly walked out of the room to head back to bed no other word where spoken.

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