Sunflower

Chapter Twenty-Two: Destroy it if I want

That escalated quickly. It started with one shot. That's it. Burnt my throat a bit but I did another, and another and now I'm standing on a counter belting out a P!nk song next to Brooks three extremely drunk friends. 

"Na na na na na na na, I wanna start a fight!" I used the half-empty Vodka bottle as a misplaced microphone. 

"Kova!" I heard my voice being called I looked down to see Brooks. 

"Brooks! Come on," I reached my hand down to help him up but he pushed it off. 

"Get down," He said annoyed. 

"Oh come on I'm just having fun." 

He grabbed me by the ankle and pulled my forward throwing me over his shoulder, "Brooks! Put me down!" I whined until he finally dropped me in front of his car. 

"Kova you're drunk! What the hell?!" 

"Aye, if I'm gonna be stuck in the godforsaken country with Maria I'm gonna make the best of it."

"Kova do you realize where you are?"

I looked around shrugging, "This is gangster territory. Who do think owns that place?"

"Hey you're friends invited me." 

"Which I shouldn't have let you go." 

"You're not my dad." 

"Yeah well you're dads not here and I'm the best you've got unless you want mom watching you're every move." 

"She's not my mom." 

"Get in the car Kova." 

"You're a fun sponge," I muttered crossing my arms as he drove down a quiet street.

"Yeah well, at least you're alive." 

Once we entered the apartment it like the alcohol flipped a switch and wanted to come out. I ran to the bathroom throwing up anything in my stomach several times. Brooks walked in and pushed my braids behind me. He sat down next to me, "Let me see," He turned my face towards him taking a damp cloth to my face. 

My stomach actually felt better once I had thrown up and he handed me a water bottle, "Don't drink again please," He pleased. 

I shook my head as tears dripped down, "I won't." 

"Hey," He opened his arms, "Come here," When I wrapped my arms around him but my world stopped spinning as I cried, "It's gonna be okay." 

"I wanna go home Brooks, I just wanna go home." 

"I know and I'm gonna try and get you home as soon as I can."

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Thrid POV

"Is that Kova's?" Kaleo asked looked at Asher while he played with a string bracelet. 

"Yeah," He said quietly. 

"Where's you're brother?" 

Asher nodded towards the stairs telling him he was probably still in bed, "Alright you hungry?" Asher shook his head. 

Kaleo simply walked back to his room where Clara was getting ready for work, "It's been a week, I thought the boys would've cheered up by now." 

Clara tried to give a half-smile, "They miss their sister." 

"I honestly didn't think Kova had made that much of an impression on them." 

"Well, she sees them for who they are. Not for who they want to be seen as."