Why Me? (Adopted By Them)

Chapter 11 - But It's Better If You Do

Brendon's Pov.

I set up Phoenix's xbox for her and tv and she got fascinated from Kerrang! on tv. I was just about to walk out when I hear my sexy goddamn voice. "Back to the street where we began, feeling as good as lovers can you know." Phoenix sang along. Ryan joined so me, Ryan and Phoenix screamed the house down by singing along quite loudly. When it finished we laughed and I went into the basement to get some lemonade and J2O's for the fridge. As I'm walking down the stairs I see a body, curled up like a cat. Is that Beth? I ask myself. I walk forward and by sure as hell it's Beth. I lean over her and push her gently, she stirs and moans. "Brendon?" She speaks, "Yeah?" I walk back a little. "Help me up please" I move closer to her and grab hold of her trembling hands and lift her up. She got to her feet and looked down, throwing up on my shoes. She wipes her mouth and says, "Omg Brendon I'm so sorry!" I laugh and walked her out of the basement. She ran to the toilet and I went to go get a bucket and mop to clean it up. I walked back down there to see Phoenix stealing something from the fridge. I stayed on the stairs and tried to hide from her. She was walking back up the stairs and I whispered 'Boo' in her ear and breathed down her neck ever so slightly making her flinch and squeal dropping the bottle of Vodka, it smashing into tiny pieces of glass, little vodka droplets landing on our clothes and a loud sound causing us to laugh whilst Phoenix is rubbing her neck, wow she seriously hates her neck being touched or breathed on. I hug her rubbing her back and carefully walk her out of the basement so she doesnt cut her feet on the glass. I walk back down there picking up the larger bits of glass and throwing them into the bin near the stairs. I notice a pan and brush and grab those to pick up the smaller shards of glass, I pour them into the bin and grab the mop, mopping the sick up first because of the smell then the vodka. I walk back upstairs to be greated with a really nice smell from the kitchen. I follow the scent and see Patrick making food, "Oh give me cookies, pizza and is that healthy!" I say pointing to a bowl of salad. "Yeah it is, you cant keep on pigging out on junk Brendon you know that." "Wow Patrick you just sounded like my mother, sorry mum!" I say grabbing a cookie and running off with it to my room.