(A/N: Glad your guys enjoy the story. I could A little w barely contain my laughter while typing the last chapter, glad it made you guys laugh too. this one may be a little on the short side.)
CHAPTER 8:
Reconciliation
Saturday, 7:30 am
12 hours since the punch (Brittany's POV)
I don't know what just happened, but my jaw feels like I just took a cinderblock to the face. On the flip side, I'm starting to come too. My eyes flutter open, and instead of seeing the night sky, I see the ceiling of my room. Some how I've managed to move from the backyard up here, and change into my pajamas.
I sit up, and see Max lying on the floor, his head resting on the foot of my bed. By the looks of it, he's been here all night. To show I'm all right, I playfully nudge him with my foot.
"Hey what's the… oh, I see your awake now little sis" Max yawns.
I sit up and stretch. "Well Good Morning to you too big brother. Mind telling me what happened?"
"Eleanor knocked you the hell out, again. You've been out for twelve hours." He says.
"12 hours!" I shout.
Max sits on the bed. "Yeah, twelve hours, so how are you feeling?"
I rub my cheek. "Like I got hit by a truck."
Max chuckles "Sounds about right."
I frown. "Very funny Matthew, You should be a comedian."
"I'll stick to my day job thank you." He says.
I look at my sisters beds, finding them empty. It's a little early on a Saturday for everyone to be gone.
"Where are my sisters?" I ask.
Max adjusts his glasses and looks at me. "Breakfast, which I would be at, but I decided to stay here and make sure you didn't slip into a coma."
"Which reminds me, how did I get up here?"
"Me and Alvin carried you up here. He actually wanted to stay here with you but Dave came and picked them up an hour later."
"Thanks."
"Your welcome, but we need to talk about something."
I suck my teeth, which was a bad idea because my jaw is still sore. I wince and lie back down.
"If
I where you, I'd watch what I do with my mouth. You got hit pretty
hard. Anyway, what you did yesterday was stupid. Theodore did what he
thought was right by telling us and he was. It didn't give you the
right to retaliate like that."
"Well Ellie didn't have the right to retaliate either." I say, rubbing my cheek.
Max rolls his eyes. "I know, and I talked to her about that and she will apologize later. But you're getting me off my point. You took your relationship too far, too fast, and wouldn't accept the criticism when called out because of this stupid grudge with Marsha. Your thirt-freakin-teen for Christ's sake, if you where to get pregnant, neither you or Alvin have what it takes to raise a kid."
Here we go again. "Alright, I get the point, I got head of myself, I understand now."
Max sighs and looks out the window. "I see that punch didn't alter your attitude." The room goes silent as Max stares off into space. "You remember the day you three came here?"
"Yes." I say.
"You remember what I told you that first night?"
"No matter what happens, I will always protect you, because we are family forever, and no one can change that."
He looks at me and smiles. "That's right. That day I made a promise because you girls are the closest thing to family I have, and I don't want anything to happen to you girls. But I can't do keep that promise if you make bad decisions."
I sigh. For once, Max is right. My recent actions have put in a position that would ruin both my career and my reputation. I sit up and rest my head on his shoulder.
"Ok, I get it. If it means me and Alvin have to slow down, then so be it."
Max smiles and kisses me on the cheek. "Good. You need to make amends with Marsha and Eleanor too."
I groan. "Alright."
"Good. Now I have to take care of some business so I'll be out for most of the day. Grannie and M will be watching you guys, so behave, ok?"
I hug Max before lying back down. "Oh, one question, how did I get in pajamas?"
Max's "Yeah…, that was me. We told Mrs. Miller you went to bed early, so just in case she came in to check in on you, I had to re-dress you."
"Perv." I say, tossing a pillow at him, which he catches.
"Hey, I didn't see or touch anything, honest." He says, handing me the pillow back. "Get some rest sis."
I take the pillow and put it behind my head. "I will, bye big brother."
Max smiles. "Bye sis."
Max leaves, and I lie back down. Some food would sound good, but my mouth is too sore from yesterday to chew solid food right now, which can't be a good thing. I roll over and go back to sleep.
Thirty minutes later I'm awoken by Jeanette, who brings me a piece of toast, some orange juice, and some Tylenol for the pain.
"I just came to check on you." She says.
"Thanks sis." I say sleepily.
"Your welcome. Oh, and Ellie said sorry." She says.
"Tell her I said I should be the one that's sorry." I take two the Tylenol and drink the juice. I leave the toast on the night stand, I don't really feel like eating right now.
Around eleven thirty I get up for good and throw on some shorts and throw on some clothes and walk downstairs, where Jeanette and Eleanor are playing Madden, and Marsha is watching.
"Good morning." I yawn.
"Morning? It's almost noon." Marsha says.
"Well I just got up, so good morning." I say, sitting next to Marsha. "Can you two pause the game, I need to say something."
"Sure." Ellie says.
"What's up Britt?" Jeanette asks.
"Look, I know I've been acting like a complete asshole recently, and I'm sorry. I overreacted yesterday, and I apologize for that as well." I say.
"Wow, she's apologizing. That punch must have really done a number on you." Marsha jokes.
"Actually Max talked to me, which reminds me, where'd he go?" I ask.
"He had to go to the Australian embassy for some reason." Eleanor says.
"The embassy? Why would he be going there?" Jeanette asks.
"I don't know, all I know is that he got a call around 10 last night and that he had to go down their today." Ellie says.
Cut away- Australian embassy (Max's pov)
This is annoying. I should be at home taking care of my sister, who nearly got her jaw glassed by my other sister. Instead, I had to go the studio for some BS meeting, and now I'm down here at the embassy because I got a phone call about some "important business regarding the investigation." Now that's all well and good, but if you knew something yesterday, why wasn't it brought to my attention then? Anyways, I wait in the main hall of the office for who ever called me yesterday.
"Mr. Miller?, Jeffery Werner, I'm the man in charge of your case here. He says.
"Just call me Max, Jeffery." I say, shaking his hand.
"Alright, "Max", We would have had this to you sooner but at first we didn't believe the information." He says.
I pause. "What information?"
"Mr. Miller, what I am about tell you concerning your parents, AND your sisters may shock and suprise you." He says.
Oh boy…
BACK AT THE MILLER HOUSE
"Out of random, how is your jaw Brittany?"
"It doesn't hurt as much as it did earlier." I reply
Just then, the door bell rings.
"I got it." I say. I walk to the front and open it, finding Alvin waiting for me.
"Hey Brittany."
"Hey, how are you?" He asks.
"A lot better then last night." I reply, then kiss him. "That was for helping me up the stairs.
"Anytime." Alvin kisses me back. " Can we talk for a minute?"
"If it's what I think its about, we can go out back."
In the backyard
We sit on the garden swing outside, which has a great view of the backyard. The shade from the covering and the nearby oak tree makes it refreshingly cool compared to the rest of the yard. We sit here in each other arms, with my head resting on my lover's shoulder. Even though we argue and pick with each other constantly, our love for each other never fades. Okay, there was that time when I thought he was cheating on me with Marsha but I just buried that hatchet. Feeling playful, I take his hat off and put it on.
"Hey." He says.
I look into his eyes. "What? I think looks nice on me."
"Well I think it looks better on me?" he says.
"Oh really?"
"Really" Alvin says, then kisses me. He always gets me with that. He did that the day we first started our relationship, and he did it they day we got back together, ten minutes after we broke up. I don't understand how he does it, but no matter how mad I get at him; one kiss makes it all better. I lay across his legs, look out at the yard, and sigh.
"Alvin, do you think we went too fast?"
Alvin looks at me confused. "What do you mean?"
"You know, when we decided to "go all the way"".
"Oh…" Alvin says.
I look up at Alvin. "I mean, we went a little far for children our age, and we almost got in big trouble."
Alvin nods. "If your trying to say we need to slow it down, I understand."
"Good." I reply, kissing him. We stay out here a while longer, talking about any and every thing, as well as a kiss or two before Marsha comes running out.
"Hey Brittany, Max is back and he needs to talk to all of you." She says, breathing heavily"
"Why, what's wrong Marsha?" Alvin asks.
"It isn't about yesterday is it?" I add.
"No, it's… it's about your parents!"
Both me and Alvin jump up, his hat falls to the ground but we forget about it as we head towards the house. Once inside, we find everyone in the living room, with Marcus sitting in the chair to the right.
"Alright, we're all here." Marsha says.
"Good." Max quips.
"So what did they find out Max?" Mrs. Miller asks.
"Well, Mrs. Miller, girls, Alvin." He says. "As you know, I went down to the Australian embassy today. This won't make sense, and even I didn't believe it at first, but Girls, we are relatives by blood." Max says.
The room falls silent.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Brittany, Matthew IS your biological brother!"
If Alvin wasn't standing next to me, I would of fell straight to the floor in shock.
END CHAPTER 8
(Hands of the number of people that saw that one coming. I hope you like this chapter, and if your confused, it will all become clear in chapter 9, duces til then.
