Mad Love (I'm Anti-romantic) Book 3

Joker

The only thing that made my heart drop was when Camila said, "Bernard is having a hard time dealing with family issues right now."

My ears fell into a sympathy and I sighed in pity. He sure do and I'm here, seeking for a prince charming to direct me towards the library. Hundred years for me before I can see that.

** END OF BRITNEY'S P.O.V. *

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"When are you coming back?" Kingston asked his quin brother Princeton, who is now packing up a few stuff for his journey to L.A.

"Sunday evening," Princeton answered, zipping up the little brown puffed briefcase.

Kingston nodded and sat on the bedside. Princeton is glancing at his wristwatch, and now sliding a finger speedily in the air as he tries to figure out if he's missing something.

Maybe anything excluded in the box.

He is just going on a trip to L.A, and if a sensible person should ask? Princeton has no good reasons to answer that but his intentions are very clear.

He's still a grandmaster of impression. He's going back to get his other SUV. College girls has to go down and worship him this time. Who do they think they are anyway?

After some while of silence, Princeton joined his brother, sitting on the bedside.

"I know what you're doing this for, but whatever it is, I wish you a save journey." Kingston pulled his quin brother into a tight hug like he wasn't gonna see him again.

Princeton patted his back and pulled away after few seconds, "Listen man," He placed an assuring hand on his shoulder as if he was giving him consolations, "You're my brother."

He paused and continued, "Blood brother. I can't hide or keep anything away from you. We've come this far, now I blame myself for letting only Alex find out but not you nor Winston."

Kingston raised his eyebrows. Oh, so his friend is aware about his brother's trip but not to him. First come, first serve.

He'll take it as maybe that was the first person Princeton had approached on that day.

He fixed a guy smile on and patted his shoulder, "Hey, it's alright." He said, with an I DON'T CARE ANYWAY expression.

"You see, I support you with whatever you do." He added. "We're the bad guys after all, so anything you do, good, bad, ugly, I'll always get your back."

Princeton lightly punched him on the shoulder and pulled him into a big hug again.

The boys feel happy like they just won trophy of baddies.

Princeton stood up, and was ready to leave as he grabbed his briefcase but just then, Winston stepped in with a pack of turtle chips in his hand.

He was eating the snacks like it wasn't he's favourite. With the look of that ill-manner he's giving the chips, his brothers definitely knew that he isn't a fan of junk foods.

"Hey, where did you got that?" Kingston asked.

"He's never cool with junks." Princeton said, checking his briefcase if there was a linkage.

Winston pointed a chip at him with another one rested at the side of his lower lip, "Make sure on your way back from L.A, you better flood that briefcase with women of your choice, rather than clothes."

Kingston burst into laughter.

Princeton rolled his eyes and smirked, "Tell me how long you've been standing by the door before chiming in."

Winston began counting his fingers, "Uh... A decade, I guess."

The atmosphere was hilarious now. The boys can't stop mocking on that one.

"Mr joker, run before batman arrives." Princeton said and grabbed his briefcase. Ready to leave.

"Wasn't it said that joker killed batman or batman killed joker? Which one?" Winston played with a chip in his finger as he asked.

Okay, guess it's their own brotherly way of exchanging silly words.

"I'm gonna miss you," Winston wiped his invisible tears, pretending to be emotional right now.

Princeton stared at him, skeptically, "When did you join the drama club like our sister Whitney?"

"He never told us Stacey is giving him tips of literature." Kingston added.

Winston dumped the entire pack of chip into the empty waste basket by the door side, "Speaking of Stacey.." He grinned and sat beside Kingston on the bedside.

He never utter a word after that.

Both Kingston and Princeton stared at each other, still wondering why the hell is their brother grinning when nothing's amusing.

"Erm, maybe she has spike him with a love potion." The silence break free after Princeton spoke.

Winston scratched his head and shrugged, "I'll assume that as well."

Just a spare of glare he gave to his two brothers, they gasped and spoke in unison, "You kissed her, joker."