Chapter Three:
The duo went inside of Brooke's home, and went straight for the kitchen.
"Hey Brooke!" Lindsey, Brooke's little sister, shouted.
"Hey Linds."
The two sisters hugged, and Charlie had a ghost of a smile on his face. He liked the hyper active seven year old.
"Where's mom?" Brooke questioned.
"In her room." Lindsey answered with a frown.
Brooke nodded; she wasn't the least bit surprised. It was common enough for her to expect it. She would've been more shocked if Lindsey had told her that their mother was actually out of the house. Their mother wasn't always like this though. It was when their father had died in a carnival accident that she began to withdraw from people, even her own family. Everyone else moved on except for her, leaving Brooke to take care of poor Lindsey.
"Hi Charlie!" Lindsey shouted, running over to hug her friend.
"Miss me Lindsey-bear?" Charlie asked, using the nickname that seemed to suit her.
"Uh huh, I missed you a lot CharChar!"
Brooke snorted as she tried to mask her laughter. She saw the dirty look Charlie threw her way, and wanted to burst out laughing even more.
"You promised to take me swimming today!" She pouted.
"I know I promised princess."
Brooke raised an eyebrow. When had he promised such a thing? And would he take her too?
"CharChar, you made a promise. Go take her swimming." Brooke snickered.
"If we go, you need to go with us Bee." Charlie chuckled.
Brooke was about to reply, but a knock at the door stopped her reply short. She pointed a finger at the two,
"Don't make a mess." She eyed the two and then went to get the door.
Charlie and Lindsey looked at each other; they both went to the cookie jar and took the last two cookies. They high fived each other.
Brooke opened the door, and frowned when she saw Eyeball standing there, a cigarette hanging loosely between his lips.
"What do you want Eyeball?" Brooke asked annoyed.
"Ace wants ya to come with him."
"To where?" Brooke narrowed her eyes at him.
"Irby's," Eyeball replied.
"Tell him I don't wanna go" Brooke said attempting to close the door, but Eyeball didn't let that happen.
"He's not gonna take no for an answer, he said that have to go there or he'll drag you down there himself," Eyeball informed.
"Why the hell does he want me there?" Brooke hissed; she and Eyeball had never seen eye to eye on most things.
"You'll see when you get there, now go!" Eyeball ushered, Brooke glared at him, and then went back into the kitchen while he stood outside on her porch.
"Stupid lap dog" Brooke muttered, referring to Eyeball as Ace's lap dog.
Charlie looked up, but the smile on his face disappeared at her mad expression.
"Something wrong Bee?" he asked.
"Yes." Brooke said, sitting down in the chair across from the blonde. "Ace wants me to join him at Irby's."
Charlie sent a pitying look at her, "What about Linds?"
"Take her swimming Charlie, I'll go see what that oaf of a boyfriend wants."
"You sure?" Charlie asked.
"Yeah." Brooke nodded, and then went to the cookie jar.
Charlie shifted in his chair.
"Charlie, who took the cookies from the cookie jar?" Brooke asked, looking at him with a 'Don't lie to me' look.
"Lindsey did."