Sloan

Chapter 8 - Leave

"Goddammit Alec you don't even go here. What the hell you fucking twat."

"I wanted to say hi to some old friends." He says.

"You're talking to the sophomores Alec. They're not your old fucking friends."

"You know what, we're leaving now and you're not going to say a word."  I say in a lethal voice. He nods, genuinely scared, and we leave with Alden and Ava.

When we walk into the house Wyatt, Issac, and dad are all sitting on the couch laughing at something on the TV.

"What the fuck." Now they notice us.

"Oh hey kids, were just watching a movie. Also, Isaac's staying with us tonight." He's so nonchalant saying it, like it doesn't even matter.

"Ok well, I'm mad at you," I point at Wyatt,  "You left me alone with two arguing dumb asses all day." I pause.

"Not you Ava, you're an angel." Alden gasps at my statement.

Wyatt just shrugs. What a bitch. I huff before walking upstairs and flopping on my bed.

***

"Tyler, get up. I need a place to sleep." Whoever the hell is trying to wake me up better have a good reason.

"Goddammit Tyler, wake the hell up." The person hits me with a pillow.

"Oh my god. What the fuck do you want?" I rub my eyes. I sit up and look at an annoyed Issac.

"I need a place to sleep. So either you move over or you make me a bed." He crosses his arm, making his muscles bulge in the process. I get momentarily distracted until he snaps his fingers in front of my face.

"No you're not sleeping in my bed and I'm not getting up to make you one bitch. This is my bed motherfucker. Mine. Sleep on the couch, in the kitchen. Sleep in the fucking tub for all I care. Just get the fuck out of my room." He opens his mouth to speak again but I cut him off.

"Leave." I point to the door and he sighs before walking out. Fina-fucking-ly. God damn.

Interrupting my sleep. Who the hell does he think he is?

I am woken up again by my blaring alarm.

I get annoying very, very easily, and when I get annoyed I get angry, and when I get angry there is no controlling me.

I grab my alarm clock and throw it at the wall with a hell of a lot of force.

Alec pokes his head in, probably hearing the crash, and then sighs looking at the damage I caused.

"Really Ty? That's the third one this month."

"I know but it's not my fault the alarm clock wants to fucking be an annoying bitch." He shakes his head and then leaves.

I grumble curses to myself before getting up and going to the bathroom to do my morning routine.

When I get to the kitchen dad's cooking pancakes.

"Hey Ty, you have another meeting tonight." His tone is soft while reminding me of my own personal hell. I sigh and nod.

The twins both come down the stairs next arguing about their outfits. Rowen's wearing black sweats and a white shirt while Jonah's wearing white sweats and a black shirt. Aw cute, they're matching.

I walk over to the couch and flop on the heap of blankets. I land on something hard and it lets out a girly scream. Whatever 'it' is shoots up, effectively throwing me on the ground. 

Apparently the 'it' is Issac and he stands flustered in the middle of the living room with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and all eyes on him.

He turns a deeper shade of red when we all start laughing. 

I kick the back of his knee making him let out another girlish scream when he falls. 

"What was that for!" He yells, his voice an octave higher.

"You threw me off the couch." I shrug.

"You jumped on me!" He says somewhat sheepishly.

"Didn't mean to." I really didn't.

"Pancakes!" We all rush over to the stack and start taking pancake while Cici just patiently sits under the table. 

I'm halfway done with mine when Issac reaches over and reaches for one of my pancakes.

I make an inhuman noise that resembles a growl and Issac's eyes widen and he pulls his arm away.

Satisfied with his reaction I go back to eating.