Stuck between two bad boys

The fact that Emily left without telling me her destination sent chills down my spine. I turned back to the sitting room and kicked the couch.

I held my hand in a fist and wondered what I could do to get my mind off it. I didn’t want to smoke nor did I want to drink.

I had no idea when Dad was coming back, it would get me in a lot of trouble if they get back and Emily wasn’t back.

I stretched and picked my phone from the glass table and dialed Mom’s number. It wasn’t connecting so I tried Dad’s own and it connected.

Dad picked up the call and I heard his burly voice. I swallowed hard and exhaled before responding.

“Dad.”

“Xavier, how are you son?”

“Uh, I’m good.”

“How’s Emily? I miss my little girl too,” he said and a giggle followed.

“Emily. She’s uh, she’s sleeping and uh-”

I was stammering because I didn’t think of anything else to say. I didn’t want Dad to find out Emily left the house so I tried to cover her up.

“Sleeping?”

I could hear the uncertainty in his tone. “Yeah, uh.”

“But I just called Emily.”

I went mute when he said that and he kept calling my name. “Xavier?”

“Xavier?”

“Uh, Dad? Uh, I think the server is bad. Dad?”

“Xavier? Why are you home at this time? Don’t you go to work?”

I had to tell him something, I thought of what to say immediately. “I lost the job yesterday.”

“Ohhh.”

I didn’t want him to get worried or something so I promised to get another job. “Dad, I’m sorry I’m being a nuisance. I- I’ll get another job before you know it.”

“No Xavier, it’s okay. I’m proud of you Son and I need you to know that.”

A small smile tugged on my lips. I couldn’t remember the last time anybody said that to me and it made me feel special for a while.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Thanks, Dad.”

“Anytime. Xavier, I need you to take care of your sister okay? Don’t hurt her or let anyone hurt her.”

My chest heaved as I listened to Dad. How was I going to explain that the person in question doesn’t even want me around her? Fucking hell.

“Are you guys coming home soon?” That was the information I needed, I had to know.

“Yes,” he confirmed and my heart raced in my chest.

“Uh, okay. Bye, Dad.”

I ended the call before he could say anything else and heaved a sigh. I panicked because I had no idea where Emily was.

“Fuck!” I yelled. What the hell was going to do? “I’m just going to text her.”

Emily was going to get us in trouble and it wasn’t funny. I sent her a text asking her to return home immediately or send me her address so I could pick her but my messages were left on read.

“Does she fucking think I’m joking?”

I called her and my calls got busy. I sent another text telling her our parents were on their way back and she was going to get us in trouble if she didn’t return right now.

I sat on the sofa waiting for a response but none came. I was getting anxious and I couldn’t hide the anxiety.

I couldn’t just storm out in search of her when I didn’t have the slightest idea where she took her ass to. I tried thinking but I was blank. The pressure made me panic and not think.

I checked the screen of my phone for a text but there was none. I tried calling again but she wasn’t picking up. Just then, I figured she may be with Devin since he was the last person she talked to. I picked up the phone from where I tossed it and searched for his number.

“Where’s his fucking number?” I asked scrolling through my contact list.

I found it and exhaled. I dialed the number and it rang twice.

“Look who called me,” he chuckled as soon as the call connected. “I’m surprised you still have my number, Xavier.”

I twitched my lips listening to him. I wasn’t in the mood for what he was doing and I didn’t have much time to waste on trivial or the fucking pleasantries.

“Devin I-”

“This should call for a celebration,” he teased.

He was laughing and I couldn’t bear to hear him laugh. I was losing my patience, I needed to find Emily.

“Can you just shut up?” I flared. “I wouldn’t just call you if I had nothing important to say.”

“I see.”

“Where is Emily? Is she with you?”

He let out a chuckle and then exhaled. “Emily is here, naked.”

My breathing pattern changed immediately after he said that. I couldn’t imagine what he just said. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”

“Hey hey, relax man.”

My fist clenched and a frown fell on my face.

“She fell into a drum of paint on her way here. I’m trying to get her suitable clothes to change into,” he explained with so much excitement.

I was getting mad from just listening to his crap.

“Where the fuck are you? I’m coming there right now!”

“You should stop yelling. I’m trying to keep you updated and you’re yelling. Listen, Xavier, she’s in my house, she’s naked, I’ve helped her clean the paint off her body and I’m trying to get her clothes. Emily has a really tempting body.”

“Also,” he added. “She dropped her phone in a bucket of paint. Just in case you’ve been trying to reach her.”

I ended the call angrily and took my keys. It made a clattering sound as I grabbed it and walked out of the house in anger.

The next thing I knew, I was at his house.

“Open this fucking door!” I kept screaming and banging on his door.

The moment he opened the door, I pushed him aside. I looked around and couldn’t find her. “Where is she?”

“Where is who?” He asked acting like he didn’t know what I was talking about.

“Don’t you fucking play dumb. Where’s Emily? Wasn’t she naked in your house a few minutes ago?”

He could see the anger in my eyes and how badly I was searching for her.

“Are you really looking for her?”

His expression changed as he looked at me.

“What the fuck do you mean by that? Can’t you see I’m searching for her? Listen, Devin, I don’t want to fight you. Just fucking tell me where Emily is.”

“She didn’t come here,” he blurted and sat on the couch. “She doesn’t even know my house, she’s never been here.”