They're not that bad

chapter eleven

///hay guys sorry for being late. I'm so happy so many people are reading my story. i really appreciate it. thanks for being so patent. well i guess ill get to it. oh, also i really liked the ideas you all gave me and so if you ever have an idea you want to see in the story please feel free to just comment it whenever and ill read it. promise. well now that's all. thanks guys. bye! ~Jem///

//3rd person POV//

"OK cupcake me and your uncle are going out to visit someone in a different town and your brothers will me looking after you but we will be back bright and early tomorrow morning. is that OK?" your dad says squatting to your short level. 

you hold your new stuffed bunny (S/A/N) and slowly nod not to sure about how it will turn out. i mean it was your brothers we where talking about here. your dad just smiles and stands up. 

"alright that's it poppet. please be good for your brothers and if anything happens just call me OK." he said handing you a sticky note with his phone number on it. you nod grabbing the paper and giving him one last hug before watching him and your uncle leave to there friends house.

"you here that doll! we're looking after you for today!" Al says ruffling your hair. it makes you giggle and straighten your hair back in order.

"no. you are. I'm going to a friends house." Matt says waking to the door. you and Al give each other a knowing look.

"what are you two going?" Matt asks looking at you two. 

"who are you going to see Matt?" Al says. 

"a friend." Matt says. you roll your eyes. 'ya, a 'friend'. a friend my butt.' you think.

he leaving but as he's getting in his car you yell out to him "say hi to Mattie and kuma for me OK!"

"o-" he was about to say OK but caught himself but not without you and Al noticing. you two laugh as he drives away. 

"you two stop laughing but just by looking at each other you crack up again. 

"alright doll later today ill be having some friends over so you have to stay in your room when they get here OK." he says already starting to call his friends over for a party. you just nod but before leaving you bring the home phone and sticky note with your dads phone number on it. you smirk as you go upstairs thinking about how much trouble your going to get your brothers in. 

~time skip brought to you by your evilness~

you could here the loud music from your room upstairs and you where not enjoying it. you where hungry, tired and bored. but you couldn't leave your room because your brother would kill you if you did. also you didn't want to know what was going on downstairs. you weren't scared but you knew that to get your brother in the most trouble you had to fake cry to your dad over the phone and that's exactly what you did. 

you grab the home phone and sticky note from your bed and press the buttons on the phone in the order on the paper. you hit the green button and hold it to your ear. 

//Oliver's POV//

"i hate them." i hear Francis say from the couch in our hotel room. 

"i know me to but we had to go. we need them to stay quiet." i sigh and go to sit down next to him but i hear my phone from the bedroom. i rush to it wondering who it was. when i see its from home i quickly answer it. the first thing i hear is loud music and poor little (Y/N) crying.

"d-daddy, Ally had a p-p-party and its really loud and the house is shaking and I'm tired but i cant sleep and I'm scared and i want you home!" (Y/N) says getting louder with each word. i stand there shocked. sure this isn't the first time Al has thrown a party but with (Y/N) there? and wheres Matt?

"OK sweetie we'll be there as soon as we can. now where are your brothers?" i say already grabbing my things. Francis gives me a weird look and mouth to him 'party' and he seems to get the message and grabs his things a well. 

"well Mattie went over to the other Mattie's house and Ally and downstairs but i don't know where because I'm to scared to leave my room. daddy where are you." (Y/N) says starting to cry. 

"shh, cupcake please don't cry we'll be there soon OK. i promise. try and go to sleep and before you know it me and uncle Francis will be home OK."

"OK" is all (Y/N) says before hanging up. by now we're in the car and I'm seething. Francis starts the car and looks at me.

"so what happened?" he says and drives away from the hotel.

"oh those boys!" i say and begin to explain what (Y/N) told me.

//3rd person POV//

you hang up smirking. finally. you where dead tired but you knew you had to stay up to really bring it home for your brothers punishment. 

~timeskip brought to you by Ally's stupidity~

you look out your window seeing at least twenty people about the same age as your brothers. you smile though when you see your uncles beat up pick up truck. you close the curtain and splash a little water near your eyes to make it look like you where crying. you curl up in your bed in case someone came in. you hear the music turn off and a bunch of moans in protest before everyone leaving. then you hear your dad yelling at your brother Al. you smirk before wiping it away and leaving your room. your eyes widen at the mess. you walk slowly down the stairs holding (S/A/N). you see your dad yelling at Al and your uncle Francis looking at him with his arms crossed.

"daddy please don't yell at Ally. I'm sorry i shouldn't have called you." you pretend to cry at the bottom of the staircase. your dad rush's up to you and pulls you up and into a hug. 

"oh poppet its not your fault. your brother should be saying that to you. here Francis can you take her upstairs and put her to bed i have some talking to do with little Al over here." he says handing you to your uncle. he holds you and carries you upstairs but while your dads back was turned to you you smirks at Al and stick your tongue out at him. his eyes go wide and his jaw tightens.

"Oliver she smiled at me and stuck her tongue out at me! she planed this! she wasn't scared!" Al says pointing at you. your dad turns around and your uncle looks at you only to see a sad, confused and shocked face. you sniffle and say "i never did that daddy i don't know what hes talking about." he bought it and continues to yell at your brother.

your uncle brings you up stair and tucks you and wipes your 'tears' away.

"nice." was all he says before going to leave your room. while leaving you say back

"thank you uncle Francis." you both smirk as he leaves.