My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 22

It's all because what has been going on lately. Just a few weeks ago I was crying myself to sleep, overthinking everything that comes to my mind and just not doing well. I think I'm improving now though, but I have a feeling that nothing will get better.

Think positive, Luna. Think positive.

I decide to take a shower before rummaging through my closet for a decent looking outfit. I strip down my clothes before entering the shower and turning the faucet on. I let the water run freely all over my body, relaxing me. I close my eyes and imagine myself under a waterfall, forgetting all the worries.

Ok, if you say that you've never closed your eyes under the shower and pretend you're under a waterfall then you're lying.

After I finish off my morning routine, I head outside to my bedroom once again. I brush my hair and blow dry it, then straighten it. It looked too messy so I just decided that straightening it would be the best option.

I rummage through my messy clothes and try to find an outfit. I pick one, I don't like it, I throw it on my bed.

"Yes finally! I found you my precious child," I say as I find my favorite pair of jeans with a matching top.

I turn around and my eyes widen in horror. Not only was there a lot, and I mean a lot, of clothes on my bed on floor, but there also lays an unbothered Emilio Martinez.

"What the fuck?!" I shout as I spot Emilio's head dangling off the bed while the rest of his body was on my bed. "What- how- how did you get into my room?!"

Thank god I had clothes on.

"A magician never tells his secrets, Cupcake," He says cockily turning himself around and rests his chin on top of his palms, still laying in my bed.

"Emilio, get out."

"But why?"

"Because I want to change?! How did you get in here anyways? What if I didn't have any clothes on! What the hell, Milio!" I rant.

"Sorry not sorry, I guess," He shrugs.

"Can you leave now?"

"You forgot the magic word, Cupcake,"

"Please?"

"Hmm..nope."

"Pretty please?"

"Only if.."

"What?"

He points at his cheek and smiles sheepishly, like a five year old.

What has gotten into this guy?

"Alright," I say before walking up to him and giving him a..

A slap.

What? He pointed at his cheek without specifying anything..

"Hey!" He pouts, "I didn't mean I wanted a slap!"

"You never specified it, Milio," I say blaming him, "Now leave."

"Rude!" He says in a high pitched girly voice crossing his arms over his chest then walking out. I laugh at his childish behavior and close the door behind him.

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"That's mine!" I shout.

"No, I took it first!" Emilio shouts back.

"Emilio!" I whine, "give it back!"

"Nope, it's mine."

Okay so you're probably confused on what's happening right now so let me tell you.

Emilio and I got donuts before we woke up Dylan because he'll eat them all and devoured all of them until it came to the last one. Emilio said he claimed it, but he never actually took it.

So, you know, me being me, I took the donut instead.

And this is what's happening right now:

I 'stole' Emilio's donut, so he snatched it away from me and is now threatening to eat it.

But it's mine.

"Emilio Jose Perez Martinez, if you don't give me back that donut I swear," I say in a threatening tone. "Woah slow down, Cupcake! I never knew that you knew my full name," he says changing the topic.

"We are not changing this topic,"

"Okay, Luna Elizabeth Mitchell, we won't change the topic," he says winking as he pronounced my full name.

"Do not remind me that my middle name is Elizabeth," I say in annoyance. I never really liked the fact that my middle name was so 'royal' as Dylan says.

"Alright, but the donut is mine," he says again. "Just divide it in half!" I suggest.

"You'll get the smaller half then," he agrees. "But I want the bigger half!" I shout.

"Guys what the hell?" We hear a voice approaching us. We turn around and see Dylan, rubbing his eyes. "Why are you guys yelling?"

"Oh uhm I didn't know you could hear us.." I say grinning sheepishly. "We're fighting over the last donut."

"Fighting? Why? Let's just make a deal," he says, then walks up to Emilio and snatches the donut. Before he gives us a second glance, he stuffs the whole thing in his mouth.

"Dylan!" Both Emilio and I yell in sync.

"Whatever."

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A/N

Next chapter is a continuation of this one!

Qotd: " Sometimes we outgrow people who aren't growing."

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