Chapter twenty four: Noisy visitors

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Saturday morning....at the Emersons,

"Do you want to see a drawing of us?" Annie grinned, hiding a piece of paper behind her back.

"Sure,". I smiled back at her and she handed the paper to me.

I gazed at the total bunch of rubbish she called drawing and held back my laughter, then cleared my throat.

"Who are these people?" I asked. She had drawn four hilarious looking beings on the paper.

"Us". She replied.

"Us?" I ventured.

"Me, you, my brother and my mommy" she grinned again.

I bursted out laughing....I couldn't hold my laughter any longer.

We were in total contrast to what she drew. The one I presumed to be Aiden had a big head, mine had long neck, her mother's nose was way too big and hers had long legs.

"No..no this ain't me". I defended...

"My neck isn't so long".

She pouted and folded her arms...

"And your brother's head isn't this big". I giggled.

"He deserves it, he's so stubborn". She said, then snatched the paper from me.

"It's a total disaster...I get it". She grumbled... "Mom said Dad could draw pretty well and i want to be like him".

My face fell....

Right....her dad.

She doesn't know her dad.

If only she knew what he was like, she wouldn't dream of being like him.

"Your dad could draw huh?" I asked..She nodded.

"Mom said he usually draw and paint with my brother when he was still alive".

Wait!....when he was still alive?? Her mom told her, her father is dead?!

"Soooo your dad's dead?" I asked her.

She nodded slowly and sadly...."I wish i knew him, my brother said he died before i was born".

Why would they lie to her?

She thinks her dad is.....dead.

"Oh.." I muttered, totally short of what to say.

Maybe they have their reasons for making her believe her dad is dead.

To think he actually abandoned them... seriously that's heartbreaking and cruel.

"I'm sorry about that sweetie". I finally said to her and she nodded, then smiled...

"I'll continue drawing till I get the perfect picture of us".

Such grim determination all because of her dad. Aw!

"Don't worry daddy, I'll be able to draw and paint like you". She said looking up into space.

Then, she headed for her room, leaving me with the magazine i was reading.

Mr Emerson should better find a way to reconcile with his family. He really needs to...at least for his daughter's

sake.

The door bell rang, Rosita went to get it and then...

"New girl!". I looked up from the magazine and saw Jerry, Lucas and Carlos...they were putting on basketball jerseys and Lucas held a basketball, spinning it.

"Hi". I greeted.

"Where's our lover boy?" Jerry asked, with a wink, then wiggled his eyebrows.

"What?" I feigned ignorance.

"C'mon, go get your boyfriend's ass down here". He said

I narrowed my eyes as i stared at him appalled.

"He's not my..."

"Yeah right.... whatever". He rolled his eyes.

Keep rolling your eyes, maybe you'll find a brain back there.

"Still in bed, probably". I shrugged. "Go and be the one to interrupt his sleep, if you dare". I said with a smirk.

"Still sleeping by this time? Argh! He was supposed to be up, hours ago. We've got training this morning".

"Go train and leave him out of it then". I said...

"He's our captain, stupid". Lucas grumbled.

I casted him a glare...

"Don't call me stupid".

"Hurry up and wake him up". He said.

"Why me? I'm not going anywhere". I mumbled, then puffed out my cheeks, pretending to be focused on the magazine.

Suddenly, the magazine was snatched from me and i looked up at the snatcher, with a scowl.

"Are you gonna wake him or not?" Lucas sapphire eyes bore into mine.

"You guys are bullying me into waking him up?"

He scoffed. "You call this bullying? Just do as I say or else I'll really bully you". He smirked.

That's how you want to play huh?

My acting skill kicked in immediately...

I covered my eyes and began to sob, then i stood up...

"Alright... I'll wake him up...and then I'll tell him you bullied me and yelled at me".

I approached the stairs...

"What the fuck?".

"Hey...hey...". I was stopped halfway as Jerry and Lucas blocked my way.

"I'm sorry okay...just fucking stop crying". Lucas said, pulling my hands from covering my eyes.

Can't believe it worked!

"Sorry". He muttered, but i wasn't gonna give up easily. He should suffer.

I increased the way I was sobbing and tried to pass in between them.

"I didn't say anything to you right?" Jerry asked and i held my laughter, because of how innocent he looked.

Lucas on the other hand was scared to the bones... considering the way he was looking at me and pleading.

He swept me off my feet, all of a sudden, carrying me back to the couch and placing me on it. Then handed me the magazine, whilst wiping my tears with his handkerchief.

"Just forget it okay, I'll wait till he wakes up". He murmured.

I was dying to laugh inside of me as I tried holding back my laughter.

"Bunch of headaches". Carlos sighed out of frustration.

I turned to look at him, then made a mental note to set him up another time to find out if he'll also plead like Lucas or remain a stubborn, cool headed, too full of himself...being.

Didn't know Aiden had such effect on 'em 'gangsters' *chuckles*

"Nice try, smartass, taking advantage of him..and using it against us". Lucas said, wiping off beads of sweat from his forehead.

"You should've seen your face". I chuckled.

"Not funny". Jerry grumbled.

"Now, we're even... Don't be mean, and I'll also be nice, don't worry when you get to know me, you'll find out I'm actually a sweetheart". I said and stretched my hand to Lucas for a handshake.

He stared back at my hand and was hesitant to take it.

I cleared my throat...."It's hanging yunno".

He sighed and finally shook hands with me.

Being Aiden's girl is so cool....too bad I'm not really his girl.

The door bell rang again...

I waited for Rosita to get it, but when she didn't show up, I went to the door myself and pulled it open.

"Ashley?" I gazed at my messed up looking cousin.

"Thank God it's the right house". She muttered.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, still looking at her face, her mascara was wet with her tears and was running down her face.

"I'm glad you're happy to see me". She said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry...um..I hope you don't mind, you look terrible and there are three guys inside right now...do you still want to come in or we can go somewhere else". I said...she was always conscious about her look.

"I don't want to cause you any trouble, let's just go inside". She muttered.

I opened the door wide, allowing her in...and she froze when she sighted the boys. She whirled around to face me...

"You didn't tell me they're hot guys". She whispered to me. "Plus.. they're Hogworths students".

Ugh! That's Ashley for you.

"Does it matter right now?" I asked.

She lowered her head and allowed me lead the way.

"Hi". She waved at them and Jerry whistled in awe, before returning a wave. Lucas didn't reply, while Carlos didn't even spare a glance.

"I just met an angel". Jerry said with a dreamy expression.

"New girl.... who's she?".

I groaned and face palmed myself...

He just can't take his eyes off anything he sees on skirt.

"My cousin". I murmured.

"Interesting....I'm Jerry". He said, walking up to her and stretching his hand.

"Ashley". She replied, blushing, as she shook his hand.

Okay, now they're both interested in each other.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl".

He took out his handkerchief and dabbed on her face tenderly...

"What's wrong... you look like you were crying". He asked.

Great! I'm not needed anymore, she totally forgot I'm standing close to her.

I rolled my eyes and went back to the couch.

"I'm fine". She replied, cleaning her eyes quickly and then, smiled at him.

"You came to see me, nitwit!!" I snapped at her, totally frustrated with their flirting.

She rushed to my side, then sat beside me.

"Are you done blushing? You look like a tomato". I grumbled.

"Sorry... he's just so cute". She cooed.

"Why are you here?" I asked, with a straight face.

"It's Daniel". She muttered

"What about him?"

"He...he broke up with me...he dumped me...how could he? I was supposed to be the one to dump him instead". She sniffed in and continued cleaning her face with Jerry's hanky.

You have serious mental issues this girl!!

"So, he dumped you huh? That's a relief, I never liked him anyway". I said.

"How can you say that?!" She cried out, attracting the boys attention.

"Not like you were really into him..."

"I sort of liked him...yunno"

"Whatever, I remember you told me the best way to overcome sorrows is if you drink and drink. You told me to go waste myself at the club when I broke up with Adams...if you're ready, i can also take you to a club." I shrugged.

"You're a meanie". She pouted.

"Plus, you've moved on already...I mean few minutes ago it seemed you were already into Jerry over there".

She looked towards Jerry's direction and went crimson again.

"I overslept....and you guys made me oversleep". A husky voice filled in.

We all turned to the direction it came from...Aiden descended the stairs in his own Black bulls, basketball jersey, brushing his hair.

How can he look so hot in a mere jersey?

I felt my cheeks heating up as i was checking him out.

"Like you'll spare us if we had disturbed your sleep" Jerry spoke up.

"You lucky brat.... surrounded by Greek gods". Ashley pinched me.

"Tell me, which one do you like?" She asked.

"Shut up". I hissed.

"Omigosh! he's so hot...i think I'm losing my mind". Ashley squealed.

Hey...stop checking him out...back off!

I puffed my cheeks scowling at her as she was busy staring lustfully at Aiden.

I don't like the way she's looking at him.

"You should've just taken the risk goddamnit...now we're late for training. Coach will be furious." Aiden spat.

"Alright...can we go already". Carlos grumbled, then stood up.

He and Lucas left for outside....

Jerry stood up and walked towards us...he handed his phone to Ashley who quickly typed down her number, kissed the phone and handed it back to him.

He winked at her and walked to the door..."sayonnara, new girl.." He called out to me then left.

Aiden totally ignored my presence and Ashley's and walked out also.

I'm offended.

Why should I be offended anyway?

Who am I kidding.... I'm totally offended!!

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"Annie deserves to know the truth about her father". I said to Aiden.

We were currently at the sitting room and he was watching t.v...while i was applying nail varnish to my natural nails.

"It's better she doesn't know anything about him". He murmured, slightly annoyed.

I felt bad bringing up the topic about his dad..but i just couldn't help it.

"She thinks her dad is dead". I half whispered to him.

"He's dead!" He retorted... startling me. "Stay out of it". His looks were threatening.

"And don't tell her anything about him you understand?"

"What if she finds out?" I asked him.

"She'll never find out".

I sighed deeply... that's a lie, she was gonna find out later...maybe when she's older and it will hurt her deeply and she'll hate all of them.

Seriously there's no way she wasn't going to find out the truth. It always happens.

I stared at him as he focused on the TV and shook my head...even if it wasn't my business or he said I should stay out of it. I'll make sure I try to reunite them.

Annie was right about him being a bigheaded stubborn thing!! Her drawing of him wasn't bad afterall...

Annie needs her father...

Aiden..no doubt also needs him and because he miss his father so much he's mad at him.

It's okay to be mad at someone who you miss so much...for example me right now... I'm so mad at my mom for leaving without a goodbye and it'll take so long before i get to see her again.

Mr Emerson, prepare yourself, you're gonna have to meet with your family..even if it's just once.

"Why are you making your nails look hilarious? I can't stand the smell of that thing". Aiden hissed.

"It's called a nail polish". I said.

And how dare he say my nails look hilarious? It looked pretty on Ashley's.

"Since when did you start applying nail polish?" He asked, without taking his eyes off the TV.

"Well...."

Yeah... that's a strong question...I don't usually apply nail polish, but because it made Ashley's hands look pretty and attractive, I wanted to give it a try. And because she seemed to attract a lot of guys attention than me. Whoa! What am i saying? I'm not jealous by the way.

"Well?" He queried, turning to look at me with a raised eyebrow, waiting for a reply.

"Uh...I often apply them on my nails?". I drawled, lying.

I wasn't into that kind of thing.

"You're so bad at lying yunno" He scoffed.

Jerk! How does he always read me?

"You're ruining your nails....it looks stupid on you, by the way". He smirked.

"F*ck you..." I mumbled in a low tone.

"With pleasure..." He said with a smug.

So he heard huh?

"How many rounds though?" He asked and i threw a couch pillow at him

Ughhh!!!