"A hacker?" I ask for clarification.
"The fuck if I care," Isabella replies with a scoff, throwing the dentures back at the man who put them in the middle.
"What's the catch for this guys contacts?" Olivia doesn't miss a beat, obviously knowing who she is dealing with.
"Your father has forbidden me from eating junk food in this hell, all the nurses know so I can't get one piece of junk in here," she starts, holding her hands together in her lap. "I want Doritos, the blue ones."
"Doritos? You want Doritos?" I ask dumbly.
"I'll bring you a motherload of Doritos, Abuela, don't you worry," Olivia throws her cards down on the table and gets up, standing behind her grandmother, squeezing her tightly.
"Don't call me that! I don't want people to think I'm old enough to be a grandmother," she smacks Olivia's hand lightly, scolding her.
"That's going to be a bit hard since you're old as fuck," Olivia grins, patting Isabella's hair gently.
"Get the fuck out of here, and don't come back without my contraband," Isabella demands, shoving Olivia away from her.
"Charlie," I cringe at the nickname she calls me, "sort out this child, please."
I nod timidly, "I'll do my best."
"I'm standing right here, Abuela," Olivia speaks loudly, making her grandmother pick up some poker chips and throw them at her. "Love you, Izzy! Don't turn to dust while I'm gone!" Olivia laughs, backing out of the room quickly, throwing a peace sign in the air on her way out. I follow quickly behind her.
"I think I should bring Sebastian next time, she would murder him since he's just as bad as me," Olivia smirks, walking towards my car.
"If I ever cursed in the same vicinity as my Grandmother I would be dead by now," I answer, getting in the car, and turning the engine on.
Its a Sunday afternoon and the house is quiet. Mom is sitting in the living room watching a cheesy movie; Maddie is at a friend's house and dad took Sophie out to the tennis courts at the park to play against each other. Tessa was somewhere around here and I was sitting in the kitchen finishing an essay for school the next day. I took off my glasses and rubbed my eyes for a bit, contemplating getting up for a snack.
I hear the front door open, and I wonder into the living to see who just got home.
"You piece of shit!" Olivia. She storms into the living room with a nasty scowl on her face and for a second I think she's referring to me but she turns around and looks at the figure stomping in behind her, just as angry.
"Language, Olivia," I hear my mother comment from the couch, not bothering to turn away from the television.
Olivia whips her head to my mother, "Oh, sorry, is Maddie home?"
"No, she's at a friend's house," my mother mumbles back in reply.
"Good," she nods calmly at my mother before turning back to Sebastian, "You fucking piece of shit!"
"I'm the piece of shit? You were the one that started this whole argument!" He gestures wildly at himself before pointing at her.
"That's because you were acting ridiculous at the food court, I wasn't doing anything wrong!" She yells at him.
Tessa's head pops into the room from around the corner probably from the loud screams. She slinks into the room quietly sitting on the edge of the couch, leaning back to get comfortable, as we watch the drama unfold.
"I wasn't acting stupid, you were the one all over those guys," Sebastian throws back at her.
"'All over them?' They were guys from school, what, I'm not allowed to say hello to the male population now?" she asks sarcastically.
"That's not it and you know it," he replies with a frown.
"I said hello and hugged them, what is so wrong with that?" she asks almost pleading for an answer.
"Did you not feel the way they were touching you when they hugged you? One of them practically grabbed your ass!" he splutters out, enraged.
"And you didn't do that to me before we started dating?" she asks, raising her eyebrow.
"Oh, shit," Tessa whispers but in the silence, we can all hear her.
"Did you not see me push him away? I remember specifically telling them that we're dating after that because they didn't know, but you went and practically pissed on me to mark your territory. I can take care of it, if you actually give me the chance," she picks up one of the cushions in the couch, poised to hit him with it.
"Not my expensive cushions, Olivia," my mother reprimands her, handing her one of the older cushions lying next to her.
"Thank you," she tells my mother and proceeds to hit Sebastian with the cushion.
"I should be recording this," Tessa mumbles dejectedly, patting her pockets for her cellphone which she probably left upstairs.
"Are you finished being an idiot yet?" Olivia asks, holding the cushion above her head.
"Yes, I'm done," he mumbles back.
"Good," she places the cushion back on the couch, "Now, go to your room and we will talk calmly about this later."
He rolls his eyes, trying to kiss her but she curves at the last moment so he kisses her cheek instead. Tessa chokes on a laugh.
"I'm going to get a drink," Olivia smiles at us, walking into the kitchen.
"Well, I'm glad he's with someone that's not going to take his possessive shit," mom grins, turning the volume up higher on the tv.
"Man, I love drama," Tessa says, slapping her legs and heading up the stairs back to her room.
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