Ava's POV:
"Ava?" I look over to see Eli with a bag. My eyes skew behind him to see Mary, and I grip tightly on the jacket.
Eli took a step towards Logan and bent his knees. "Logan? Holy crap, did you drink?"
Logan smiled then laughed, "No! No!" He waved a hand in the air, "Okay, maybe a little bit." He stops laughing.
Oh lord, he's drunk. That explains the sudden change in attitude.
Eli turns off the motorcycle, "You are in no condition to drive," he attempts to carry Logan, who got a few inches above him off the bike. Instantly, Mary rushed towards them and helped Eli while I tried to piece things together.
"Come on, man!" Logan slaps his shoulder. "I'm about to score with the hottie over there." He grinned at me.
"That hottie is in high school."
Logan's eyes widened, and he gasped dramatically, "You are in high school? Why didn't you tell me! You honey dick me!"
My brows furrow, and I step back. Eli and Mary stumble their way back inside the house. "Honey dicker! Honey dicker!" Logan screamed while pointing at me.
"She honey dick me!" Logan cried on Eli's shoulder.
Eli nodded, and I can tell he was trying his best not to punch Logan's face. "Yes. Yes. She honey dick you. She's a bad girl. Bad girl," he said while looking at me. "Mind opening the door, honey dicker?"
I nodded and opened the front door while they dragged Logan inside the house. I was feeling offended, but the confusion was much too high. Quickly, they rush him upstairs, attempting not to gather a broad span of attention from the guests.
They threw him onto the bed and heaved a breath. "M, mind watching him?" She nodded, pulling up a trash can and a chair beside him. "I'll go find some meds."
I walk out of the bedroom with Eli, "What's going on?"
He opened the cabinet and began looking through the medications. "Well, my brother, like yours, is extremely lightweight. Unlike yours, he doesn't show it until someone put him in the spotlight."
My eyes narrowed, seeing numerous bottles, "This house sure has a lot of medications."
Eli's body stiffened at my words, and he motions over a bit, blocking my view of the cabinet. "What do you expect? My brother is a doctor." He grabbed a bottle of pills, "Got it."
Eli walked back towards the bedroom, and I followed, "You're really familiar with this house."
He turns around and smiles but didn't stop. "Well, this is my home," he said, walking into the room while I stop in the middle of the hallway.
Earlier, when I entered the house, I didn't greet many people; instead excused myself to the bathroom and hid in there. So, I didn't have a chance to meet the hosts. Then, I sat in the corner of the room and became part of the furniture.
Analyzing the walls, I realized there were photos of a boy who looked like Eli when he was younger. "That's me," Eli said. "Cute, huh."
"Ehhh," I responded, not admitting he was a cute child.
A high pitched bark caught my attention, and I turned around to see Baby running towards us. Eli went on a single knee and opened his palms. Baby made a turn and began licking my ankles. I smiled and held him.
"Wow. So, this is what betrayal feels like." Eli glared at Baby, "I rescued you from the pound, and you go to her? How rude!"
My foolish smile only widens when Baby licks my face. Eli growled slowly before grabbing Baby. "Don't you touch my woman! You want to fight! Huh! Huh!" He placed Baby down and rolled up his sleeves, "Let's do this!" He held two fists in the air and began leaping from left to right to warm up.
Eli went on his knees and began softly pinning Baby underneath his armpit. Baby growled and bit his shirt. He wiggled his way out of Eli's grip and pulled his shirt.
Eli places his hands in the air, "Okay! Okay! I give! Take her!" I laughed, "Please, don't hurt me!" Eli covered his face, and I laughed harder.
He rolled on the ground with Baby wrapped around his chest. His shirt rolled up, and I noticed how there was a deep scar across his stomach.
A door creak caught my attention, and with dying laughter, I turned around to see all doors closed.
Eli stood up with Baby in his arms, "Why are you here?"
I tickled Baby's chin and smiled, "My parents dragged me here because they think I'm taking over Trevon's place," I said, analyzing more photos on the wall. I stop when a familiar face pops up. "That's...Mary."
Eli glanced at the photo, "Yeah."
"You two knew each other?"
He nodded, "Childhood friends."
That explains why they are so close to each other. However, I never saw them with each other before.
"I see...but I never saw you two-"
"Interact?"
I nodded, crossing my arms over my chest. Eli was close to me, much too close for comfort.
"Well, we weren't that close. My parents knew her parents, and she came over to hang out when we were younger and vice versa. We kind of drifted during middle school, and I barely recognized her in high school. Then again, I barely remember her until my parents point it out when we work together for the Fall Festival."
I see...so Mary and Eli already knew each other.
"So...a reunion."
He chuckles, "I guess if you call using me to meet my brother a reunion of friendship, then sure."
I tilt my head towards him, "You mean Mary?"
"Have a thing for Logan? Yeah." He rubs his chin and puckers his lip, "Now that I think about, Logan left when I was in fifth or sixth grade because of medical school. That so happened to be the time Mary stopped coming over. Coincidence?" He nudges a brow.
I chuckle, suddenly feeling a heavy load lifting off my chest. "Well, your brother is hot," I smirked, and walked downstairs.
"Woah! Woah! Woah! We had this conversation! I am the better looking one. Right? Right? Ava!"
I hear the door open and look back. "Give him two of these," Eli said to Mary, who nodded. She looked at me and smiled before closing the door. I bit my lower lip before heading downstairs.
"Av!" Mom caught me entering the kitchen. She pulled me towards the living room, where dad talked with a few people. "This is my daughter, Ava. Her brother is out on a date tonight." She hit my shoulder, "Tell them how your brother is dating!"
I saw the cup of alcohol in her hand and concluded she drank a bit too much. Looking upward, dad shook his head.
"Yeah. He's dating," I said.
"See? My little girl is pretty like her mother while my little boy is dating! They won't be hermit crabs at home," she squealed, and dad took away the cup.
"Hello, Mr.Makee," Eli greeted him.
Dad's eyes went from him to me and back towards him. "Hello, Elijah."
Suddenly, a couple leaps in front of me. "Oh, you have gotten so pretty, Ava!" the woman embraces me firmly.
I smile, "Hi to you too."
"Mom," Eli sounded anxious.
"You don't remember me, honey?" She asked, and I smiled dimly, "I'm Eli's mom, Elizabeth. I remember when you used to come over all the time and played together." She sighed at the memory that I do not recollect.
I look at Eli, who stares at the floor with Baby licking his ankle.
"I remember when you and Eli would play prince and princess where you would always rescue him from Trevon, the villain," she laughed.
"I remember that!" Mom clasped her hands together.
"Do you really?" Dad mumbled, placing the drinks on the counter.
"Yes!" Mom slapped dad's arms. "It was so cute!" She gasped and quickly covered her hands over her mouth. "Do you have the videos?"
Elizabeth blew out a raspberry, "Do I have the video."
"Mom!" Eli's voice raised.
"Of course, I have the video! Come! Come!" She shoved her way through the crowd.
"Mom!" Eli shouted, shoving his way through the people. I walk towards them with both of our dads pinned to their original location.
"Hear! Hear!" Elizabeth shouted, and with the tint on her cheeks, one which matched Logan. I concluded that she might be drunk.
"Who wants to watch an embarrassing video of our kids?" Mom screamed.