Hooked by Love (Bellevue Bullies 3)

That’s what my whole family, minus my mom, thinks. That I’m being dumb, chasing after something that won’t ever happen.

Me: No way. I love it here.

Matty: You won’t for long. It’s just all shiny and new. You’ll change your mind and then everyone will have to stop their lives to come and get you.

He can be such a dick.

Me: Don’t worry, I won’t call you.

Matty: Yeah, you will. And you’ll also ignore that I’m being a dick because you love me and I love you. I just don’t like being apart.

That makes me wrinkle my face in confusion. I want to think he is being sincere, but that isn’t Matty. He’s an asshole to almost everyone. He’s cocky, he knows he’s the best, and he is, but you would think since I shared a womb with him for nine months, he would be nice to me. Nope, I’m an inconvenience more than a sister, and I’m coping with that.

Me: Matty, why the hell does it matter if we are apart?

Matty: I guess I never noticed until you were gone. There is no one to hold my sticks and shit. It’s annoying.

He’s lucky we aren’t near each other. I would have punched him in the throat.

Me: I doubt you’ll have problems finding someone to hold your sticks.

Matty: I don’t want to tho, but whatever. Dad said he got you to fly home next month.

Closing my eyes, I shake my head. Didn’t I tell him I wasn’t sure if I wanted to come home? Opening my eyes, I look at the screen as I type back quickly.

Me: I don’t know if I’m coming.

Matty: You are. It’s opening night. Seth and Laurence will be home.

Me: Yeah, I don’t know.

Matty: Don’t be dumb. You can put your life on hold to be with your family.

Because they’ve ever put their lives on hold for me, at any point.

Neither of my parents flew down here with me. They put me on a plane, had a car service take me to the dealership to get my new car, and when I got to Bellevue, my things were already here and set up. Some people would kill for that, but not me. I wanted my mom and dad here. I wanted the tears and the “I’m gonna miss yous.” Instead of doing it all with me, my dad had everything done by someone else. I got no welcome, no speech about making good decisions, and no don’t get pregnant talk. I was thrown off on my own, and really, I’m used to it. I’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember, but it still hurts.

Especially since the reason I got for why they couldn’t come with me was because Laurence and Matty needed my parents to go with them to do paperwork they had forgotten to do. Being at the bottom of the totem pole sucks ass.

Very angrily, I type back.

Me: I’ll get right on that.

Matty: Nice talk.

Me: Best ever.

Ugh, I don’t like him much.

“You okay?”

I look over at Mekena as my phone comes to rest on my chest. “Yeah, just my brother sucks.”

“Which one?”

“Matty.”

“Your twin? Aren’t you two supposed to be best friends?”