Sin With Me

Siete

Dedicated to JustKay20 and infinitykariuki

Brooke

"So you were seated on his lap the whole time? The nurses didn't even object? Oh I'm so jealous. Why don't I have that in my life?" Melody whines over the phone. She just won't get over the fact that when we got to hospital, Reece got me to sit on his lap while they bandaged him up. He'd been adamant until the nurse had let him.

" You're ever buried under fabrics. Maybe if you lifted your head and looked around a little, you'd get you some good old romance," I tease.
"Hey, the prince always shows up. Remember that one that went to that dragon castle and took the girl?" Leave to my sister to believe fairy tales at 25.

"It was not even a prince, it was an ogre, Mel."

"Whatever, mine will come find me. So what happened after you got out of hospital?"

"We went to a diner and had burgers then we drove around. Mom called, saying nana had come to visit. So he took me back home. See? Nothing much."

"Did you guys kiss? You held hands? Did he carry you to the house??"

"Jesús, Mel! This is not a darned Hallmark movie! No he did not carry me to the house, and no we did not hold hands. Maybe we kissed..a little..ok maybe a lot.."

"Joder! I knew it! You two will burn down the town with your chemistry. I can't wait to do the fabrics for your wedding. Ensure you email me Reece's measurements."

I roll my eyes. I'm not even Reece's girlfriend yet. And here is a crazy woman booking our fabric detailing for a wedding. Just then, the doorbell sounds.

" Mel, find you a man. You'll drive us crazy at this rate. I have to go, someone's at the door. I love your crazy ass, do take care of it."

"Teamo, Bananas! Hug mamá and papá for me. You keep your ass safe from that piece of shit. And kiss Reece!" I disconnect the call. And roll my eyes again. I don't get why my sister still insists on calling me Bananas. Brody is in jail so I don't have to worry about him. The doorbell sounds again and I rush to it, stubbing my toe and cursing like I'm being paid. Los cojones! "I'm coming!" I yell through my pain.

I open the door to a bear hug and lots of hair. "Where the fuck have you been, bitch? I miss your ass!" She gets into the house and I close the door behind us. Avery heads for the kitchen, drawing some juice. She's like a family member here, the way I am at hers. "Chill! I just texted you this morning. You speak as though I've been missing for a decade." I laugh.

"But I love you," Avery whines, sliding a glass of juice my way. I don't know how I ended up with so many whiners. "Okay dramaqueen, what brings you all the way here?" Her home is quite a distance away from mine and I'm positively surprised she drove here on a Sunday. She mostly comes on Fridays and Saturdays.

Avery flings her arm around my neck and starts leading me in the direction of my bedroom. We put our glasses down and she flings herself onto my bed, sighing. "I have a date, Brooke, I have a date!! Shit, I have a date!" She gets up and starts shaking me. Avery is so funny at times. I didn't know she was seeing a guy. I shake her off and straddle her, hitting her with a pillow repeatedly. "You.." pillow "couldn't.." pillow "even.." pillow "bother to tell me" pillow, pillow "that" pillow "you were seeing a guy!!?" pillow, pillow, pillow.

"Hey, don't beat me to death. Mayday! Mayday!" she tapa repeatedly on the bed, giggling and I stop my pillow assault.

"Start talking, chica."