7 Chapter 6 - Problem 2

Russel's POV

Shit! What am I going to do? She's mad! She left! Is she going to come back? She just came home and shit happens. Shit, I knew this would happen. I knew that she'd find out but I don't know how to fucking fix this! Should I tell her the truth? Should I tell her that-- No! I need to think of another way. I'm so fucked up! I grabbed my phone and quickly dialed Chris' number.

"What?" He asked.

"Let's go clubbing, invite the others."

"Oka- What?! Wait, is there a--"

I didn't let him finish and just ended the call. I grabbed my black leather jacket before going out. I hopped in my car and rushed to the bar club. I quickly parked my car and got out. I saw Chris and the others at the entrance.

"Oh, Alex. Are you okay?" Ced said when he saw me.

I didn't respond and just entered the bar. I headed straight to the bartender's table and sat. The bartender flinched in fear when he saw me. Am I that handsome? I just sighed.

"Tequila." I ordered.

I grunted and pinched the bridge of my nose when I remembered what happened. Urghh! This is such a drag. What am I going to tell her? The bartender gave me my drink and I took it in one shot. I asked the bartender for more. I drowned myself in liquor, forgot that I'm with my friends.

Christopher's POV

Wtf? Is it my turn to interpret the story? Argh, fine, I'll do it.

I'm Christopher Ezekiel Hyun, 20 years old. As you know, I go to my own fucking school which is Hyun University. I'm sure you noticed, I love to fucking cuss. Got a problem with that? If none, then go fuck yourself and behave. Introduction over.

"Hey Chris, what do you think happened to Alex?" Ced suddenly asked.

"Yeah Chris, I think that he has a problem." James stated.

I glanced at Alex's drunken state before responding. "Obviously, he has a fucking problem. He won't waste himself like that for nothing."

We're not actually with Alex. We sat at a different table. James suggested that we should give him the 'space' he needs. I mean, what the fuck is that?! I stood up and left the guys at the table. I need to go to the restroom for personal fucking purposes. I was doing well avoiding the crowd. But when I reached the restroom, I bumped into someone. I cursed and went to look who bumped at me.

"You again?!" We both said in unison. It's the girl who bumped at me yesterday. She likes to bump people, huh? What is she? A bumper?

"What are you doing here? Are you perhaps my stalker?" She said and raised an eyebrow.

I examined her from head to toe, and gave her a disgusted expression. "Me? Your Stalker?" I said and pointed at my self. "In your dreams, lady!" I immediately entered the men's restroom since she can't follow me here.

I did my business and took longer than usual. I don't want to bump myself at that girl again. I took a quick glance outside the restroom. The coast is fucking clear. I headed out and went back to our seat. I saw James and Ced bickering at each other. I clicked my tongue at their foolishness. They stopped and silenced when I took a seat.

"Hey Chris, what do you think Alex's problem is?" James asked.

"Tsk! How would I fucking know? You should ask Alex, not me."

"Okay, chill bro."

My brows creased when I noticed that the two idiots kept pushing and slapping each other. What are these two up to? Then, they both stood up and started walking. I followed them when I figured out that they came to approach Alex. We sat beside him and we could totally smell alcohol.

He's in his unconscious drunken state. The table is a mess. There are empty bottles of tequila and vodka along with shot glasses. Just how much did he drink?! I don't know what the fuck has came in to him, but I'm sure it's something deep. He doesn't even drink with us. He only drinks fucking banana milks!

"Xandra......Xandra...... Come back please......... Xandra....." He sleep talked.

He kept repeating the same name as if he's chanting a spell. I looked at James and Ced. I gave them a questionable look and glanced at Alex's state but they were clueless as me. I mean, who the hell is Xandra? His girlfriend? A fling? Nah, I don't think so. He doesn't even do flings or dates. All he does is fucking brag about his 'handsome face'.

"Xandra? Is she a chick? A fling of his?" James asked.

"Nah, I don't think so."

"Wait!" Ced shouted. Our attention were fixated on him, waiting for his statement. "He kept saying Xandra, right? What if he's talking about his sister! I mean, her full name's actually Rochelle AleXANDRA Park." He hypothesised.

Bingo!

"Wow! I can't believe you actually used your brain for something useful! What's gotten into you?" James exclaimed.

"You piece of shit!"

"Wait, ALEX HAS A FUCKING SISTER?!" They stopped bickering when I accidentally shouted. How come I didn't know about that? I can't believe I'm the only clueless one here. I feel so fucking left out.

"Yeah, maybe you ditched your first day of school that's why you're totally clueless?" James said sarcastically. I glared at him and he immediately raised both of his hands to surrender. "By the way, she's our classmate."

"Wow! I didn't know you have a brain, bro!" Ced exclaimed, getting back at what James said earlier.

"Why you little--"

"How about we bring Alex home instead of fucking teasing the hell out of each other?"

They both freezed when they heard the tone of my voice. James and Ced slowly faced my direction like in a horror movie scene. I gave them a death stare and now, they flinched. They stood straight and saluted at me. "Sir yes sir!"

We played rock-paper-scissors to decide who will bring Alex home. Sadly, I was the one who lost. I cursed at myself when I brought out a scissor while the two brought rocks. They laughed and even gave each other a high five. Happy that they're relieved from taking him home. However, they were the ones who carried him all the way to the parking lot. I mean, can they defy me? I think not. One snap and they'll do what I want. They carried him and laid him at the back seat of my car.

Well, the deal said that I have to bring him home. While James and Ced would drive his car to his house. Well, it's more of a loss for them than for me. They have to go back to the bar and fetch their own cars. So, I still win. See? Christopher Ezekiel Hyun never loses.

"Xandra...." I glanced at the rear mirror he muttered something. However, he's still unconscious.

"Xandra.... Please forgive me."

I sighed and stepped on the gas. We arrived at his house and their helpers opened the gate for us. I parked my car by their front door. I got out of the car and maids approached me, volunteering to help. I denied them but they insisted. I just told them to lead me to Alex's room while I'm carrying him. I laid him to his bed and tucked him in.

Poor guy, I wonder what happened. I just sighed and patted him on his shoulder. I was about to leave when I noticed a piece of paper at his table. I got curious so I read it. My forehead creased while reading the letter. It was a letter from his sister. It said there that she won't come home until Alex tells her the truth.

So that's why he's a mess. She found out what happened last year, huh? Wait, WE'RE IN FUCKING TROUBLE! We can't let that little brat know the truth, no matter what happens.

Russel's POV

I opened my beautiful eyes and realized that I'm in my room. I stood up from my bed and the room spun around. I groaned, my head hurts. Freaking hangover. Then, something hit me.

Xandra!! I need to go to her room! I ran to her room without any interruptions but there was nobody there. Oh, I forgot that she left. How could I forget that? I sighed and just went back to my room. I was about to lay in my bed once again when I noticed a piece of paper lying on my table.

It was a letter from her.

She said she won't come home for the mean time? Well, let's see about that. Especially when I already know where she is.

Rochelle's POV

What the hell is my brother doing here?! He even showed up at a really bad time! We just woke up when he came. Bras scattered at the ground, along with empty bottles of soju. Uhmm, we kinda went wild last night. We just had a little party hehe. Girls need to party too, duh. Especially the pretty ones, including me.

"What the hell happened to you guys?" My brother asked.

"It's..... A long story." We responded.

My brother just sighed and facepalmed. Then he flinched as if he remembered something very important. He immediately raised his head and looked at me.

"Uhmm, about the truth--"

"Yeah, about that. You're forgiven." I cut him off which shocked him. "I realized to let it pass since what happened last year doesn't matter anymore. What matters is what you do this year so be a good boy."

"OMG, really? You're really forgiving me?" Alex asked and covered his mouth.

"If you don't want to, then I'll take it back." I teased him.

I was surprised when he suddenly hugged me and lifted me from the ground. Ackk! I can't breathe. He kept saying thank you like a complete idiot. I rolled my eyes and chuckled at his actions.

"Awwww, they're so sweet."

My brother released me and landed me on the ground. His eyes twinkled as he asked, "So this means you're going home?"

"Of course." I chuckled.

"This calls for a celebration?" Yanyan shouted.

"Yah ugly girl! Xandra got mad at me because of you. You and your talkative mouth!" Alex pointed at her.

"Excuse me! You're the ugly one here. And don't blame me for your mistakes. I'm not the one who ditched school last year." Yanyan talked back.

There goes the two of them bickering at each other nonstop. Yza and I facepalmed. I am so done with them, I could feel that Yza feels the same.

"Would you two please stop it! How immature! Bickering at each other like kids? You're college students already for pete's sake!" Yza exclaimed which shocked all of us.

d0__0b ----------> our expressions right now.

d-__-+b ----------> Yza right now.

Did Yza really said those words? The childish, immature, and happy-go-lucky Yza? Really?

"Yza! What has gotten into you? Did you eat something that made you normal?" Yanyan exaggerated.

"Wow, coming from someone who's abnormal." Alex murmured.

"What did you say?!" She exclaimed.

"WOULD YOU TWO PLEASE STOP ALREADY!" Yza and I shouted.

"She/He started it." They blamed each other.

Yza and I are starting to get pissed that's why I whispered something to her. I told her that we should hit those two brats. While they're still busy pissing each other, Yza and I grabbed each grabbed a pillow.

"PILLOW FIGHT!"

We hit their heads using the pillows with full force. They stopped bickering and were shocked at our attacks. They're defending themselves with their arms but they failed miserably. What could I say, we're pretty great attackers.

"Yah! S-Stop that! My handsome face might get damaged! You're so dead if something happens to my gorgeous face!" My brother shouted and also got a hold of a pillow.

"Pillow fight!" Yanyan said and I noticed that she already has a pillow.

We hit and dodged each other's attacks using the pillows. It was so fun! We kept attacking each other until our stamina reached its limits. I held my knees as I chased my breath.

"That was a blast!"

"Yeah! Let's do it again!" Yza suggested.

I narrowed my eyes and hit her slightly in her head.

"Awww, why'd you do that." She whined.

"We're obviously exhausted from earlier and yet you still suggested to do it again? Are you crazy?"

"And here I thought that she's already normal. Typical Yza." Yanyan sighed.

"Are you guys hungry?" My brother suddenly asked from nowhere.

"Yeah."

"Yup."

"Good thing you asked."

We all responded since we haven't eaten breakfast yet. My stomach suddenly growled. It suddenly remembered that it's past my breakfast time like it has a mind of its own.

"If that so, how about we order some pizza?" Alex suggested.

"Sure! As long as its your treat."

"Yeah, you go order the pizza and I'll bake some cupcakes." Yanyan said.

They both nodded at each other. Yanyan headed to the kitchen and my brother went outside for signal so that he could order pizza. Yza and I were left dumbfounded. We looked at each other unbelievably. "Did they just got along?"

We chuckled when we asked the same question.

***

The food is here! My tummy is happy! My taste buds are celebrating! Hashtag food is life! We're sitting at the carpet in Yanyan's living room. The food's placed above the coffee table. We are currently enjoying the food. More like, I am enjoying the food. I feel like I just tasted heaven. Delicious hot pizza along with Yanyan's delicious cupcakes.

"Yanyan.........your cupcakesh....... Are sho.....jelishous." Yza blabbered while eating.

I sighed and hit her head slightly.

"Aww! Again?! Why?!" She whined as she massaged her head.

"Didn't I told you to stop talking while eating? That's called proper etiquette and manners." I scolded her.

"Ohhh, okay!" She gave me a peace sign and continued eating.

I also continued devouring-- I mean eating my pizza. It's pepperoni, hihi, my favorite. Come to mama. I opened my mouth and ate the whole slice in one bite.

I saw my brother stood up and grabbed the remote. He opened the tv. I almost chocked on my food when I saw what's in the screen. It's the footage of us going wild last night!

"Turn that off!"

Us girls screamed and tried to grab the remote away from him, but we failed miserably. He stuck his tongue out and continued watching the tv. I was so embarrassed when the footage came to the part where we all jumped at the bed. Yanyan was the most flustered one since she's the one who spun her bra in the air while shouting 'party party'. My brother bursted in laughter as he watches our embarrassing moments.

"Seriously, Arianne? Party party?" My brother teased and copied Yanyan's gesture while spinning the bra.

Yanyan face turned red out of embarrassment. She glared at him to make him stop but that only made him laugh even more. He was about to tease her once again when something came up.

~RING!~RING!~

My brother turned the tv off before answering his phone. "Hello?........ What?!......... When?!....... Tss.... Fine, fine..... Bye."

I didn't understood a thing he said. My mind's filled with questions. So I decided to ask him a question. But, I need to pour myself some juice first. I grabbed a glass and filled it with orange juice.

"So, who called?" I asked my brother and started drinking.

"Dad called. He also said that they're coming home tomorrow." He replied nonchalantly.

I spitted my drink at his statement. Yanyan, who is in front of me, is now soaking wet with orange juice. She narrowed her eyes at me and stood up.

"Proper etiquette and manners your face." She said sarcastically.

I gave her a peace sign and mouthed sorry. She just sighed and headed to the bathroom to change. I faced my brother again and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Seriously?!"

He just sighed and nodded. Mom and Dad are coming home?! For what reason?!