Rachel's day was nothing but bizarre incident after bizarre incident. The first thing she woke up to was police sirens. "I got a feeling I know who that is." Rachel said to herself. Later on that same day, she found an NBC article saying that her two neighbors, John Wink and Timmy Fibb were arrested on drug charges.
Her brother Harvey called her to ask her for help between him and a girl he met, to which she responded, "What am I, your fucking marriage counselor?"
"Come on Rachel. Are you gonna help me with this or not?" Harvey responded on the phone.
"Fine, come over in a couple hours." Rachel responds before hanging up the phone.
When Rachel answers the door, she is surprised to see that the girl in question is Mushi Sanban, Kuki's younger sister.
"Um, you're Kuki's younger sister, right?" Rachel asks.
"Yep." Mushi responds.
"So what's the problem?" Rachel asks Harvey.
"Let's sit down first." Harvey suggests. The three of them sit down and begin explaining.
"So...um, Mushi and I were out one night. We were goofing around and one thing led to another…" Harvey begins to explain.
"Get to the point." Rachel bluntly orders.
"Fine. She got pregnant, we wanna keep it, and I told her family that I'd do the right thing and marry her." Harvey says, leaving Rachel in shock.
"Are you out of fucking mind, Harvey?" Rachel asks.
"Hey, what's the big deal. I'm doing the right thing." Harvey protests.
"Not a big deal? Are you listening to yourself?" Rachel is more baffled.
"Hey, he said he'd marry me." Mushi says.
"What did mom and dad say?" Rachel asks Harvey.
"Oh, we haven't told them yet." Harvey answers, further irritating Rachel.
"You fucking idiot. This is the stupidest shit you have ever done, and that is saying something." Rachel chastises.
"Hey! I'm doing the right thing. So fuck you." Harvey responds.
"Marrying a girl you just started dating that you knocked up is not the right thing! That's something for later down the line when you know you wanna spend your life with someone. If you're gonna keep the baby, be around for it. Be the parent you can be. THAT is the right thing to do. Be a good father." Rachel states.
"You don't think I'd be a good father?" Harvey asks.
"You best be a damn good father to that kid." Rachel says.
"He'll be a good dad AND a good husband. I love him and he loves me." Mushi says giving Harvey butterfly kisses.
"Jesus, you make this sound like some fucking Secret Life of the American Teenager high school romance bullshit." Rachel quips.
"Well... funny that you say that." Harvey says. Rachel sits up and looks back at Mushi.
"Mushi, how old are?"
"Oh, I'm 18. I'm graduating high school in June." Mushi explains. Rachel then turns back to Harvey.
"Harvey, you're fucked." She bluntly states.
"How am I fucked?" Harvey asks.
"Do you REALLY think that mom and dad are gonna give you any form of a blessing when you tell them that you're marrying the barely legal, high school senior that you knocked up?" Rachel asks.
"Well maybe." Harvey meekly replies.
"No, they wouldn't. They say the same things I'm saying." Rachel responds.
"Mushi, can you give us a minute?" Harvey gestures for Mushi to wait outside, which she does.
"Can't you be happy for me for ONCE in my life?" Harvey asks.
"I would be happy for you, under better circumstances. If you were both older and knew each other better. I wish the best for you, Harvey. But you need to understand that not every decision you make is a smart one." Rachel explains.
"Fine. But I want at least one thing I do in my life to go right. And that thing is to love Mushi and our baby." Harvey says.
"That's nice, but you're inexperienced in love." Rachel claims.
"Um, aren't you in love with a gay guy?" Harvey questions.
"Don't you fucking dare judge who I have feelings for. And for the record the guy isn't gay, he's bi." Rachel says.
"Whatever, Rach. I'm gonna head out. I just pray to God that mom and dad can be cool about it." Harvey says.
"I think the past year has proven that God doesn't love us." Rachel quips.
"Fair enough." Harvey says.
Once Harvey leaves, Rachel gets out her phone to text Kuki.
Hey, have you talked to your sister recently?
I have. Why do you ask?
Well, it turns out my younger brother and her dating.
Oh I know about that. And I'm amazed my dad didn't get a shotgun and blow his fucking head off.
I was ready to at one point. Lol.
Let's agree that we're gonna be the best aunts to that baby.
Oh hell yeah.
Spending the rest of the day running errands, Rachel finally flops down on the couch and scrolls through the news on her phone.
"Fuckin' Trump. Why would anyone be stupid enough to for this asshole?" She says to herself as she reads about him golfing in Mar-a-lago.
As she finishes the article, she gets a phone call from Dalia.
"Hello?"
"Hey Rachel, it's Dalia. Yeah you were right to be nervous about Chad."
"I'm sorry, what?" Rachel is confused by what she is being told.
"At the party, everywhere Nigel was, Chad attached himself at his hip. He even said that the best thing for Nigel is to be with him. The dude wouldn't let ME talk to him alone, and I'm his fucking cousin and a LESBIAN."
Rachel begins tearing up, hating the fact that she was right to be nervous.
"That goddamn son of a bitch."
"Rachel are you okay?"
"I will be. I just wanna reach out to Nigel so badly. I want him to see that Chad is not healthy for him. And… I wanna tell him that I love him. I just don't want him to reject me." Rachel states, fighting back tears.
"Well, you have my full support on that. I want him safe, too. And don't be hard in yourself, because you've always been good to him. And he knows that."
"Thank you, Dalia. I appreciate this. I gotta go now, but I'll see you on Monday."
"Yeah, we'll talk then. Good luck."
Rachel hangs up the phone and rubs her temples, thinking of what to say to Nigel.
"Just be cool about it. Don't force him to love you. You're not Chad." She says to herself. She goes to pick up the phone to text him, but stops herself.
"No, not tonight. Do it tomorrow. Don't hound him with questions, especially if Chad is nearby." She thinks to herself.
"Just lie back and think happy thoughts about you and him." Rachel says this to herself, putting her hand down her pants.
"That's it, happy thoughts."
End of the chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it.
P.S. Happy Labor Day!