Chapter Ten – Brotherly Love

Irma sighed, as she made herself some tomato soup. It was the night after the whole episode, with martin, at Moes. She watched, as the red liquid bubbled, and heated up. It wasn't heating fast enough for Irma, though. Irma couldn't help wishing Taranee were there, to heat up the soup, but she wasn't. So Irma was stuck waiting for the soup to heat itself up.

Irma sighed again, and sat down at the kitchen table. She glanced at the clock, which read 8:47. Irma groaned, it would be about one hour and ten minutes, until her parents got home. She had decided to tell them. They were calm enough, she decided. Still, she would make them swear not to go crazy, and run out the door, ranting how they would strangle Martin.

Irma found herself thinking of the word, 'parents'. She wondered if the kid would have to grow up with a father, like she grew up without a mother. At least a true mother. Anna, what Irma sometimes called her, looked exactly like Irma. It was odd, that she looked like her, but was her real mom. Did her father possibly have her, with a sibling of her mothers? Irma shivered. Her parents were perfect together, and she couldn't picture them without the other one. Irma sighed again. She had became used to calling Anna, mom. Maybe, it was she never met her real mom? Or the fact her friends didn't know Anna was not her true mom and she trained herself to call her mom? Irma didn't know, and did not really care.

Her thoughts returned to her baby. Irma shuddered, at the thought. It was disgusting really. Irma looked into the pot, where the soup was cooking. It was finally ready! Irma pulled out a ladle, and scooped some of the soup into a bowl. Irma padded towards her usual seat at the table. Irma groaned, as she felt her chair squeak under her weight. She had already gained two pounds, although her stomach hadn't grown yet. Irma didn't really know how the two pounds mattered to the chair, but she felt fat.

"Irma!" Christopher yelled skipping down the stairs. Irma let out an angry groan. He ran up to her, and sat down next to her, sitting on his knees. Irma glared at him. Christopher snatched her spoon, which had almost touched her lips, and her bowl. "Chris!" Irma snarled. Chris scooped out some soup, and popped it in Irma's mouth. Irma blinked in surprise. Irma swallowed, just in time, as her brother shoved another spoonful of soup. Irma choked on the soup, but Christopher didn't notice. Christopher forced more soup down her throat, as she gagged. Finally, Irma spat the soup out, and the air rushed back into her lungs.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Irma snapped, to her half brother.

"Sorry." He mumbled. "Can I still feed you? It is fun." He asked. Irma stared at him, blankly. What had gotten into him? Could it possibly be, her parent explained some of this situation? Irma sighed. "Just don't choke me." She mumbled. He smiled, and put more soup in her mouth.

When the bowl was empty, Christopher took her bye her arm, and dragged her upstairs. "Let's watch TV in my room." Irma sighed, and ran upstairs with the kid. He pushed her onto his bed, and turned on the television. Irma smiled, Boy Comet was on! Christopher, didn't change the channel, and sat next to her. Irma made herself comfortable, as she watched.

When the show ended, she glanced over at Chris. He was in a ball, sleeping. Irma smiled lightly, and got up. She turned off the television and the light. "Night." She whispered, and left, leaving the door opened, knowing he hated it closed. She walked down the stairs, and the door opened, revealing her parents. "Hi Anna, hi dad." Irma said.

"Hi honey." Mr. Lair greeted, and hugged her. "Hi." Mrs. Lair said.

Her parents sat on the sofa, and sprawled out. "Christopher behave well?" Anna asked.

"Unusually well." Irma said, sitting down. Her parents smiled. "I decided, you are calm enough to tell you." Irma muttered. Instantly, her parents sat up. "Now swear you won't do anything rash." Irma said.

"We swear." They both said. Irma coughed. "Well… it was Martin Tubbs."

Author Note – More writers block. I have most of it planned though, just not the next few chapters… And yes, Irma's mom is her step mom. I read it off of THREE sites. So don't go all mad, saying she isn't, because she is. It may not be the show, but oh well, lol. Oh, if anyone wants to know, the codes for the book of secrets marathon are –

Air, fire, energy, water, and earth.

Water, earth, energy, fire, and air.

Energy, earth, fire, air, and water.

Air, water, fire, energy, and earth.

Air, fire, energy, water, and earth

It is not as good as I though though. Oh, and my sister actually did feed my tomato soup. She also almost choked me. I hate her. I bet she was trying to kill me. Well, laters!

PS. Lol I am a madam.