07

« I made us all some cocktails, » Jocelyn smiled as she first handed me a glass and Brandon after that. I chuckled, who would’ve thought miss goody-two-shoes would actually serve two underaged teens a cocktail ? I guess you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover after all.

« But don’t get your hopes up, there’s no alcohol in it, » Jocelyn continued, making me take back all of the things I just thought.

It was too good to be true anyway.

Brandon and his parents started talking about something I couldn’t even hear because I was too busy checking out Mr. Adams.

This was the first time I saw him after yesterday’s event and he once again acted like nothing happened. What a surprise.

He licked my lips and sighed. He looked so good though, in his black blouse and black jeans. His muscles perfectly popped out, causing me to almost melt over here. I know it was not okay to look at your boyfriends father like that, but somehow that made it even hotter.

I was just trying to contain myself, as Mr. Adams suddenly slowly shoved his cocktail my way. I gave him a look, wondering what the hell he was trying to tell me. He nodded at my glass and understood what he was doing.

Glancing towards Brandon and Jocelyn, making sure they weren’t looking, I switched my cocktail with Mr. Adams’s cocktail that on the other hand, did have alcohol in it.

I took a sip and softy chuckled.

« What’s so funny ? » Brandon asked.

I shrugged and continued drinking my cocktail until it was empty a few moments later. Brandon and his parents were still busy talking but I hadn’t have the energy or the need to be a part of their conversation.

I was tired, I was tipsy (yes, I get tipsy after one cocktail, I’m a lightweight) and most of all, I was confused.

Maybe it was just the rush that the idea of hooking up with my boyfriends father gave me, or maybe it was more than that. I couldn’t possibly like him, could I ?

Because first of all, he was my boyfriends father ! And second, I’ve only known him for what ? Two days ?

I got yanked back to reality when Brandon grabbed my hand and he leaned towards me.

« Are you okay ? » Brandon whispered in my ear.

Even though I wasn’t completely okay, I just nodded and smiled at him. « Just tired, that’s all. I think we should probably just call it a night. »

Brandon stood up and held his hand out for me, waiting to help me get up. As he did so, we told his parents that we were off to bed and when we made our way inside, I turned around to see if Mr. Adams was already looking at me.

And while I was hoping he was doing just that, I found him not looking at me, but at his wife instead.

I nodded to myself and finally came to the conclusion that he will never see me like that. I’m just his son’s girlfriend who he likes and that is all I ever will be.

I was sitting in my room doing my homework as the door burst open and someone thought it was okay to just walk in without knocking.

I sighed. I don’t know how many more times I have to tell everyone that they have to knock. I don’t get why they don’t just knock, it’s not that hard.

I turned around, clearly annoyed and hell was I going to show it. My mom was standing in the entrance of my room. Since it was already late I knew she just came back from work and it also looked as if she hadn’t slept for three days.

I automatically eased up. My mom works almost everyday as a waitress in a small restaurant just around the corner of our house. She has shifts almost every night and even though she would never tell me, I knew she hated the job.

She had to work way too hard for the little amount of money they paid her. Of course she could just quit, but it’s not easy for a Mexican woman who’s English is not the best to find a good job around here. Plus, we really can’t miss the money right now.

« Yes ? » I asked my mom, dropping my pen and deciding I have done enough homework for tonight. I was almost done and I would just finish the rest tomorrow morning before class. I feel like all I’m doing in my life is my homework or anything else that was school related.

« I just wanted to ask if you could cook tomorrow. Debby from work is sick and I have to fill in for her. Could you do that ? Cook for you and your hermano ? I won’t be home later than 12, lo prometo. »

I nodded and softly smiled, even though I had no desire to eat dinner with my brother alone. He probably won’t even be home, since he is always on the road. Let’s just hope he won’t be there.

« Why don’t you bring Brandon as well ? It would be nice for him and your brother to bond, wouldn’t it ? » Mom asked, or almost begged.

It pained my heart to see her so desperate. I knew she loved my brother and she just wanted him to make some nice friends, but she knew just as well as I did that my brother and Brandon would never be friends.

« Yeah, maybe. »

A smile immediately grew on her face and she gave me a big kiss on my cheek before she left my room.

I stood up from the chair and walked over to my bed, before letting myself fall on it. I buried my face in my pillow and screamed, trying to get rid of my frustration like that.

I laid for that for a couple of minutes until my phone buzzed. I sat straight, grabbed my phone and opened the text, seeing it came from Tina.

Are you up for a girls’ night ? Be at my place in fifteen minutes xxxx

I grinned and quickly got up to gather my stuff. Phone, charger, house keys and my black denim jacket.