Danced between the sheets

Chapter 1 : Eva

"Samantha come on for god sake" Eva yelled from her dads front door
"Eva shhh Amanda is sleeping" Dad stood there looking utterly ridiculous, his messy hair sticking up in every direction. His glasses balanced on the end of his nose while he clutched two steaming mugs of coffee. To make matters worse, he was wearing Amanda's fluffy pink dressing gown with the belt trailing across the hallway floor - I folded my arms as I watched my 64 year old running around a woman half his age.

"Well, I'm terribly sorry Princess isn't getting her full eight hours." I huffed just loud enough so he could hear.
"Hey don't take that tone!" He shot a look before he took the stairs

"What?....... Samantha I'm leaving now! 1..2..3 boom there is she" when it came to Amanda i had no time or interest in her what so ever & yet my father was too weak to see the real reason.

"Daddy.. chill sis"
She bounded down the stairs before I'd even reached three, practically floating as her long blonde curls bounced around her shoulders. She planted a kiss on Dad's cheek as she skipped past him.
"Hello sweetheart" Dads tone was cheerful.
"Ready" she playfully pushed by me opening the door as though she had been waiting for me to arrive. Rolling my eyes dad looked down his nose & scrowled

"Be nice Eva.. set an example"
"Dad she's 20 she don't need a role model!"
"Just 20 Eva and you know better.. your 30!"
Thanks for the reminder dad I thought before tugging at the door handle.

"Eva?" Her dads tone was softer
"Yes dad?" Letting out a frustrated bored sigh
"Love you"
"love you too" her chest left like it was crushing between rocks because she k ew he loved her of course but their relationship was different!
"Your meant to mean what you say.. " i slammed it shut before he could finish because i do live my dad.

By the time I reached the car, Samantha was already in the passenger seat, carefully applying another layer of lip gloss in the mirror. What I'd give to be twenty again with nothing bigger to worry about than perfect lips, hair & nails.

"You could have at least tidied the car Eva" she picked up my ballet shoes between two fingers and chucked them in the back as if they were a banana skin.

"It is tidy, you know your finger will now stink of my sweat from this morning" laughing to myself
"Ewwwe that's nasty... when is his flight here?"
"About 30 mins"
"We will be late." Tapping her watch
"Your fault not mine." She might be 20 but she's a young for 20 year old, more like 16! I started the engine and glanced across at her. She'd gone unusually quiet, fiddling with the sleeve of her hoodie.

"What's up? Your face says something is " Knowing full well she was having some sort of teenage melt down & i had to ask rather than wanting too.
"Nothing normal shit... Josh doesn't want to date anymore"

Pausing before replying, since when was my sister dating anyone let alone some guy called Josh!

"Since when are you dating? who's Josh?"
"Don't tell dad" panic in her voice as she frantically waved her hands at me the. She held her phone up for barely a second & My stomach dropped - i hit the brakes harder than meant to.

"Jesus Christ..... Josh Ramsey?" I grunted as She smiled dreamily.
"He's fit."
"He's thirty."
"Twenty-nine actually" she zoomed in on his photo like a love stuck teenager.
"Same difference." I told her as She shrugged.
"I don't care."
"I do.... He's too old for you." She rolled her eyes at me then smiled
"He's got muscles & He flirts with me at the gym."
"He's got red flags...... he flirts with everyone."
"We've been out for drinks."
"Please tell me that's all." I looked at her - I watched her unable to smile while she studied his photos swipe after swipe. She hesitated just long enough for my heart rate to double.