"I MISS THEM!", chapter 3
I put my bags on the bed, and examined the room further. I had failed to notice that the huge window that is in the back of the room was actually a doorway to a small balcony and right next to that huge door was a little couch. I put on a little grin and began to unpack my bags; so happy to be home. I didn't have much, just three bags. In one bag, as many clothes as I could fit and in the other two, some more clothes, cds, my two favorite pairs of shoes, and the old photo albums of Mike, Billie Joe, Tre, and I. I figured when I got here I'd get more things. I was almost finished unpacking when Mike come to my door.
"I have to talk to you," Mike said with a one of his serious faces on. I began to think something was up.
"Okay? What's up?" I said a little timidly
"We need to establish some things, like...uh...boundaries," he said as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"Oh God Michael, are you going to treat me like I'm a kid?" I said, realizing that Mike still thinks I'm as irresponsible as I was before I left.
"No...well...not really. Look Mya, you're my baby sister but sometimes you can get really wild and careless. I have a daughter that looks up to you and I don't want her thinking the way you speak and act are the right ways to speak and act because quite honestly...they aren't!"
Continuing my unpacking, I yelled from the closet, "Oh like you're any better! Before I left you drank like crazy and went to parties like every night-"
"That was before I even had Stella! I don't do that anymore! Sure I may drink still but not in front of Hero," Mike said interrupting.
"Okay, fast-forward to now. You are in a well-known band. That band just put out a new CD on which the front man curses up a storm. How are you going to tell me to change? Geez Mike! Chill! I planned on getting a job; I am going to eventually get my own house. I'm going to do it all, just give me time!" I walked out of the closet and sat on the bed next to Mike. "Look, I have mature since I left. Stop treating my like mom and dad did."
Mike sighed, "Mya, I love you. You don't need to change drastically..." he said pulling me into a hug, "you don't need to buy a house. You can live here, I'm sure Stella wont mind."
"Thank you Mike," I said giving my brother a tighter hug.
"As far as a job goes-"
"Don't worry, I'll get one."
"And you'll start acting a little more your age?"
"Yes...DAD!" Mike let out a snicker.
Just then Stella came running in followed by Billie, Tre, Joey, and Jakob.
"Awww...my JoJo and Jakey!" I said running to hug the boys I haven't seen since they were babies!
"Hey Mya," Joey said. You could tell in his voice that he was not too happy that I still called him JoJo. Jakob gave me a quick hug then turned to his father, gave him the puppy face Billie couldn't say no too and said,
"Can I have some ice cream?" Mike and I knew Billie was going to crack and say yes, even though he didn't want too.
"How about we all go get something to eat and re-bond, find out what has been going on with Mya?" Mike said saving Billie's ass.
"Okay let's go!" I exclaimed in support of Mike's little plan
"Okay..." Jakob said sadly, "...as long as I can get ice cream!" We all laughed and walked out to the car.
"ALRIGHT! Shot Gun!" Tre yelled out
"No! I GET FRONT SEAT!" I yelled to Tre
"No! I'm older, so I rule you all, I get the front seat!" Billie said sticking his nose in the air. He slowly opened the door for himself. Me, being the cunning, ruthless chick I am, quickly slid into the front seat before he had a chance to sit.
"Thank you Billie, my dear," I said with a cheeky smile. Billie just gave me a nasty look before closing the door and jumping back seat behind me.
"And Dad says we need to mature?" Joey whispered to Jakob as they both watch three adults act like 4-year-olds, one of them being their father.
As we all got settled in our seats and ready to leave, Billie leaned in really close to my ear and whispered, "You are going to regret doing that."
That for some reason gave me an uneasy feeling.
"I have to talk to you," Mike said with a one of his serious faces on. I began to think something was up.
"Okay? What's up?" I said a little timidly
"We need to establish some things, like...uh...boundaries," he said as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"Oh God Michael, are you going to treat me like I'm a kid?" I said, realizing that Mike still thinks I'm as irresponsible as I was before I left.
"No...well...not really. Look Mya, you're my baby sister but sometimes you can get really wild and careless. I have a daughter that looks up to you and I don't want her thinking the way you speak and act are the right ways to speak and act because quite honestly...they aren't!"
Continuing my unpacking, I yelled from the closet, "Oh like you're any better! Before I left you drank like crazy and went to parties like every night-"
"That was before I even had Stella! I don't do that anymore! Sure I may drink still but not in front of Hero," Mike said interrupting.
"Okay, fast-forward to now. You are in a well-known band. That band just put out a new CD on which the front man curses up a storm. How are you going to tell me to change? Geez Mike! Chill! I planned on getting a job; I am going to eventually get my own house. I'm going to do it all, just give me time!" I walked out of the closet and sat on the bed next to Mike. "Look, I have mature since I left. Stop treating my like mom and dad did."
Mike sighed, "Mya, I love you. You don't need to change drastically..." he said pulling me into a hug, "you don't need to buy a house. You can live here, I'm sure Stella wont mind."
"Thank you Mike," I said giving my brother a tighter hug.
"As far as a job goes-"
"Don't worry, I'll get one."
"And you'll start acting a little more your age?"
"Yes...DAD!" Mike let out a snicker.
Just then Stella came running in followed by Billie, Tre, Joey, and Jakob.
"Awww...my JoJo and Jakey!" I said running to hug the boys I haven't seen since they were babies!
"Hey Mya," Joey said. You could tell in his voice that he was not too happy that I still called him JoJo. Jakob gave me a quick hug then turned to his father, gave him the puppy face Billie couldn't say no too and said,
"Can I have some ice cream?" Mike and I knew Billie was going to crack and say yes, even though he didn't want too.
"How about we all go get something to eat and re-bond, find out what has been going on with Mya?" Mike said saving Billie's ass.
"Okay let's go!" I exclaimed in support of Mike's little plan
"Okay..." Jakob said sadly, "...as long as I can get ice cream!" We all laughed and walked out to the car.
"ALRIGHT! Shot Gun!" Tre yelled out
"No! I GET FRONT SEAT!" I yelled to Tre
"No! I'm older, so I rule you all, I get the front seat!" Billie said sticking his nose in the air. He slowly opened the door for himself. Me, being the cunning, ruthless chick I am, quickly slid into the front seat before he had a chance to sit.
"Thank you Billie, my dear," I said with a cheeky smile. Billie just gave me a nasty look before closing the door and jumping back seat behind me.
"And Dad says we need to mature?" Joey whispered to Jakob as they both watch three adults act like 4-year-olds, one of them being their father.
As we all got settled in our seats and ready to leave, Billie leaned in really close to my ear and whispered, "You are going to regret doing that."
That for some reason gave me an uneasy feeling.
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