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"I am not a sick idiot." He messed up my hair and I looked at him trying to read what was on his head.

 

"Are you sure you are okay?" I sincerely asked him. He pulled me to sit next to him and he hugged me. That melted my heart. He is being sweet, and it is giving me the creeps. He usually loves fooling around with me, and this time it's a once in a blue moon scenario.

 

"Don't mind me, just let me hug you for a while," he said, so I sat still and hugged him. He is playing with my hair.

 

"Whatever the circumstances, always remember that I've got your back. You're always my baby sister. " I don't know why, but he is making me cry.

 

"Is it your time of the month?" I asked him to try to make the atmosphere a little happier. He laughed and let me go. He ruffles my hair again.

 

"Yeah, I am getting emotional. Do you have extra pads? "he said and we both laughed.

 

After a minute, he left because he needed to pick up Ali. I sit in my shivel chair, still puzzled with his behavior. Maybe I will call Ali later tonight to ask if everything is really fine between them.

Kai is my brother, and I am a hundred percent sure that he is hiding something. Through the years, I have learned how to understand his gestures and actions.

 

My phone suddenly rings, and it's Brandon. I quickly answered it.

 

"Baby sister!" he greeted me happily. Yeah, he and his twin love calling me "baby sister" even though I am older.

They are taller than me now and, like Kai, the twins, like to treat me like a kid.

 

"Hey, how are you?" I excitedly asked.

We seldom see each other because they are so busy at school and playing basketball. I am also living with Deus, and I seldom go home to my parents' house.

 

"We are doing great. Blakely is here with me. Blake said something, I am talking to my baby sister, "I heard him say to his brother

 

"Baby sister!" I heard Blake's shout on the other line. I laughed. They sounded so cute calling me their baby sister. They also treat me as one.

 

"Why did you call? You guys need something? " I asked and the other line suddenly felt silent, giving me another creep. What the hell is going on? My brothers are so weird today.

 

"Hey, Blake? Brandon? Are you guys still there? " I looked at the phone to see if the call had ended, but it hadn't.

 

"Yeah, we are here. We called because we missed you. " Blake said, and my heart melted again.

 

Like Kai, these boys are not that vocal. Yes, they always spoil me, but they don't usually say I miss you or I love you. They are better at action than words. And one of their best ways is to get on my nerves. Maybe the world is ending. That's why my brothers are being extra sweet and thoughtful today.

 

"I miss you two," I said to them.

 

"Can we eat lunch tomorrow? Just you and us. It's a date and our treat,"

Brandon asked, and that made me smile.

 

"Of course, You really miss me that much, huh? " I tease them.

 

"Yeah, see you tomorrow," I laughed, as they quickly hung up. They were so embarrassed that they hung up. Those three made my day. I am glad I have them as my brothers.

 

I continue working with a wide smile on my face. I left the office at around five pm. I went home. Usually I would ask Deus to pick me up, but since we are not okay, I don't think he will go and get me, so I drive home with my car. I don't usually take this car home. I usually leave it to the company.

 

I changed my clothes into a Deus shirt and my shorts. I always love his smell, so I love wearing his clothes.

 

I plan to cook a simple fettuccine alfredo and some garlic bread. I have been craving these since the morning. I prepared the ingredients and started cooking. When I finished, I patiently waited for Deus to come.

 

I am still mad at him, but I will still wait for him. I am used to eating dinner with him.

 

He was late for dinner.

 

I waited for him for another hour. When the clock hits nine o'clock, I sit at the dining table and eat alone. I am feeling so upset right now. How dare he stand me up and forget that we were supposed to eat dinner together?

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