Everything's Screwed Up

"Greg, you have to bring out my friend this instant or I'll tear you apart," She screamed and pulled on his pajamas collar.

Greg's brows settled into a frown and he used one hand to peel her away. "Why don't you ask that to your friend—"

"Because I can't reach her on the phone!" Gina cut him off with horror-filled eyes. "D– Don't tell me she's not here. Greg bring her out otherwise—"

"You'll tear me apart." Greg finished her words with a roll of his eyes. "George." He glared at his brother who was standing against the door and watching the show amusingly. "I need my beauty sleep."

George finally moved from his place and held the furious girl. "You've seen for yourself, Babe. I told you she isn't here."

"But why?" Gina slapped his hands off and sank into confusion. Then her eyes turned red with anger. She was really going to tear him apart.

Both brothers widened their eyes and George jumped away from the crazy girl as she had suddenly brought out a knife.