George Harrison Is My Big Brother

Chapter 3

At home I walked to my room. George followed me.

"What's yer problem?"He asked.

"Go away,"I snapped.

He shook his head and left my room. I laid on my bed and sobbed.

"Mackenzie, John's on the phone!"Ringo yelled.

I washed my face and walked out. I put the phone against my ear.

"Mackenzie?"He asked.

"Yes."

"Why're'ya so mad?"

"I'm just frustrated right now."

"I'm picking ya up at 9 tomorrow morning. We're gonna get breakfast."

"Fine."

We hung up and I went to bed. The next day I woke up at 8. I showered and got dressed. I wore a black ruffled skirt that made it to my thighs, a white button up blouse that was short sleeved, black heels, my hair braided, red lipstick, and black eyeshadow. I went to the living room and waited for John. I seen his car so I walked out and got in the passenger side.

"G'morning sunshine,"He smiled

"Morning."

He shook his head and pulled out of the driveway.

"What's wrong?"He asked.

"Nothing."

"I'm just tired of everyone I love not loving me back."

"I love ya, just not in the way you love me."

"That's what I'm talking about."

He sighed.

"Mackenzie-"

"No, just drive,"I snapped.

Once we got to the diner I walked in. We sat in the back. We ordered and talked.

"So uh, yer birthday's comin up,"He said.

"Yeah."

"Fer my 21st birthday I got the worst present ever,"He chuckled.

"Yeah. A hamburger,"I smiled.

"See, yer smiling,"He cocked an eyebrow.

I shook my head and sipped my tea. Later that night we headed to a concert. We had 7 this week. One on each day of the week.
Thursday

John hadn't been home with Kaihlan so she's been calling a lot. "Tell her ta stop calling,"Paul said.

"Fine,"John grabbed the phone.

When he hung up he sighed.

"She's doing drugs."

"Like we haven't done drugs before,"George cocked an eyebrow.

"No I mean worse drugs."

"What have we done that is good?"Ringo asked.

"True but she's a model and that can affect yer appearance."

"Why does anyone do drugs?"I asked.

"They make ya feel good,"George said.

"Gross,"I shook my head.

John reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette. WebKit it and put it in his mouth. I sat next to Ringo.

"I'm bored,"I complained.