Thank you for the comments and for reading my stories! You are all amazing [[: Please love one another and don't be a bully! I know I sound lame but to many kids have dided these past couple of weeks, so please stand up and be a friend [[: Enough of rant, enjoy...
Chapter Eleven:a half loaf of stale bread and a jar of peanut butter.
The house [If you could call it that] sat at the corner of birch and pine. It was small and drab. That is just what the outside looked like. Inside there was a small living room and kitchen, bathroom, and 2 rooms. It was small, but cozy. Did I mention it even came with a person! His name is Greg and he is the definition of a douche bag. I miss the hotel.
It had only been a few days and I already missed the new shoe smell and off tune gospel music of aunt Jackie's. Justin and I had been stuck in our tiny room in the back of the house all day, it wasn't fair! Greg and mommies dearest's had began to drink early that day. Not just drinking but getting smashed! I looked over at the small alarm clock sitting on the small dress that was pressed against the bed me and Justin shared, 10:45 pm. I had to pee and my stomach began to make un holy sounds.
Justin: I'm hungry Nicky.
Nick: me too. I'll get something.
I decided it was worth it. I would do my best to slip past the drunks and make it into the kitchen. It wasn't hard at all, Juliet sat sprawled across Greg's lap while my mom laughed. She had a beautiful smile, I hated my smile, but that was my smile. Something was comforting in her laughter, it was warm. I searched the cabinets and found a half loaf of stale bread and a jar of peanut butter. I pulled out the toaster and stuck the slices of bread in the slots, hoping if the bread was toasted it would be less stale. I spread out the peanut butter and held them in my hands ready to go back to Justin.
Greg: What cha got there?
Greg stood in the arch way between the living room and kitchen blocking my escape. He wore a dirty wife beater [ I always thought that was a stupid name, unless you actually beat your wife.] and blue jeans, and held an empty can of beer in his left hand.
Nick: Food.
Even in the presences of a man who looked like an ogre, reeked of oil and body odor I still found a way to be sarcastic.
Greg: You don't say! I don't think I ever could have guessed by the sandwiches in your hand.
Sarcasm. We are definitely not hitting it off.
Nick: I need to take these to Justin.
I nudged my way by Greg who stopped me with his giant gorilla hand.
Greg: I know that you are use to being the man around the house but remember, this isn't your house. I'm in charge now.
Greg pushed his plump fingers threw my curls and lightly tugged. I stepped back.
Juliet: What's taking so long.
Greg let go and turned around.
Greg: just getting a beer and getting to know Nicky.
Nick: It's Nick.
Juliet: well hurry up! We're getting bored in here!
Greg: I'll be there in a sec.
He turned around one last time and looked down at me.
Greg: Just make sure you clean up the mess.
He ran his hand gently over my cheek. It made my stomach ache. I pulled away and wiped at my face and ran the rest of the way to the room. I handed a piece of toast to Justin and sat by the window and ate a piece myself. I tried to think of anything but of where I was. I thought of Joe, more specifically our first kiss.
awww :) BOO GREG! lol
XxBieberJonasxX 1 year ago
@XxBieberJonasxX haha
babimunster23 1 year ago
wow so was greg tryin to hit on nick or something im confused
QueenD211 1 year ago
@QueenD211 You'll find out more about him in the new chapters soon! Thanks for commenting!
babimunster23 1 year ago
greg's a peadphile.
TheBabygirl517 1 year ago
@TheBabygirl517 maybe... lol
babimunster23 1 year ago