A LONELY Game (EDITING)

THE PUNK RUN IN

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Before long miss E and I had finished our cooking .

With no help whatsoever from the others, but hey I'm not complaining ,when your the daughter of a chef, your pretty at home in a kitchen ,like it's a safe haven , it's rare that anyone would want to share their special space with anyone else,especially me .

But Due to Jax's abrupt need of a hospital we ate a bit later than normal .

And by later I mean 9:00 pm.

We all settled around the mahoghany dinner table in one of the two dinning rooms while miss E plated the steaks (curtisy of me of coarse ) and passed the yams around the table as well as the gravy boat ,and veggies .

We were all ingaging in our normal dinner banter when the phone began to ring .

"I'll get it" miss E states before getting up and making her way to the kitchen.

"Sapphire stop making fun of your brother"George scolded at his youngest daughter as she drew cross eyes on his bandages were his eyes were .

Gotta admire her hustle though ,she works fast.

Better question though where'd she get the marker from?she's been sitting here the entire time .

Hasn't she?

"What?! What's she doing dad?" He questioned getting antsy.

"Nothing that won't come off after a bath ,you do know what that is right?" -A ridiculed smirking at her brothers dismay .

"But Daddy how come Ashly gets to do it and I dont" she whined in her best baby voice Pouting clearly upset .

"Because she's older than you ,she's had to suffer longer"he justified.

"Can't argue with that logic"Saphy finally admits after a moment of silence.

"Hey!! I'm right here ya know !"

"Son I love you but sometimes you do need to get knocked down a peg"

"Ya don't worry "I agreed "it actually makes you look less stupid"I say in fake enthusiasm .

"Really ?"

We all glance at each other trying desperately to with hold our laughter.

Before we all chorus "yea"
Our uncontrollable laughter following suit.

"Sweety your moms on the phone"
Sounds miss E's voice from the kitchen .

Excusing myself from the table I make my way to the kitchen.

Entering the kitchen I see miss E leaning on the counter talking animatedly to my mother .

Fun fact: she can't stand my mother ,but that's a story for another time .

Catching my form in her peripheral vision she motions me to come to the phone while I mouth 'tell her I'm dead' while sliding my thumb across my throat ,clutching my hands together beseachingly .

Frowning she waved her free hand around dramatically while mouthing 'I already told her your here ,now come to the phone YOU know I can't handle this woman'

Chuckling in defeat I make my way to the counter.

"Oh yes she's right here Rose ,oh yes I'll look out for it ,ofcoarse talk soon hahah bye"she chimes sarcastically, a sneer present on her face .

Oh if only mom could see this .

I raise a brow curious as to what she'll be looking out for .

'Georgie's Fashion line'