I feel my brows furrow as I try to think of how that even makes sense, but it doesn’t.
“Hazel did my braids too tight, so I’m trying to see if this helps.” He explains, but the reason for his headache isn’t the reason I’m confused.
“Your twin’s an idiot.”
I feel my smile return at the sound of Sire’s voice. “Sire! Let me see him.”
August tosses the phone, and Sire catches it. “You look so pretty.” Sire smiles at me through the camera.
“You don’t callmepretty.”
My jaw slightly drops at Lis’s voice.
“Because you’re not.”
I break into a laugh at how serious he sounds. Most siblings bully each other and say we’re ugly, but Sire has never been like that with me. August sometimes is when Sire isn’t around to scold him, but for the most part, they never joke about my looks, and I appreciate that our sibling bond isn’t like that. Sire is clearly like that with Lis, though; you’d think he hates her.
“It’s a freaking family event in there. I feel so left out. What are you guys doing?” I see Lisette walk over, but Sire pushes her away when she tries to take the phone.
“Get away.”
“Let me talk to her!” They fight for the phone, and August yells about not dropping his phone just as it falls. “Was your screen already broken?” Lisette sounds guilty, and I’m positive this was her fault, although she’s going to blame it on Sire.
“Are you kidding me?” August doesn’t sound too mad, and I’m sure he doesn’t care at all, but Lis quickly defends herself.
“It’s Sire's fault!”
I burst into a laugh. I freaking called it.
“I just wanted to say hi to Sage, and he just needs to be a fucking asshole. Give me the–”
“Just take it.”
I watch as he aggressively shoves the phone to my sister.
“Don’t–” She swings at him. “–shove me.”
“Hey! Stop hitting each other!”
“Oh please don’t start, Sage.” Before I can tell her not to be rude, she finally looks down at the phone with a smile. “Youdolook pretty.”
I smile back at her as I thank her. “How are you doing?” I watch her closely and she looks pretty good. Better. She’s been struggling with her addiction, hence the reason for her new emotional support animal, a turtle. I know she and Sire have been talking, and she seems… lighter.
While August and I always tell them they can talk to us, I think they find more comfort in talking to each other.
“I’m fine.” She shakes her head at something. “I really am fine, Sage. Stop looking at me like that.”
I change whatever look is on my face and give her a smile. “That’s good.” I nod in return. “I just wanted to check in, I feel like we don’t hang out as much.”
“Yeah,” she rolls her eyes playfully. “Because you prefer hanging out with our loser brothers.”
I let out a soft laugh as the boys shout that they're not losers, and she smiles over at me.
“Oh, don’t give me that. You're literally with them right now,without me, and were invited to get coffee with us the other day and bailed.”
She uses the excuse that she didn’t feel like being around to hear Sire and his lovely ex-girlfriend argue all morning and I get what she means, I was the one who told her they sorta argue like a divorced couple. I thought those two were on good terms. Sire got injured a while ago and Vidia has been his physical therapist, but it's clear they don’t like each other very much or at least they act like they don't.
We all bet on how long it was going to take for them to get back together. I said before their first game came up. Hazel bet after Vidia’s birthday, and August said before the summer ends.Lisette is giving it til Thanksgiving, but I definitely don’t think it’ll take that long.
