Babe
1522 Words
“My boyfriend is your son,” Eli answers Dad's question.
She's done it... Now, I'm feeling weird.
Mom gasps a little and Dad raises his eyebrows. “Oh...,” says Dad, then just eats. The air just got awkward. We're silent and I guess they never expected this.
My innocent little brother is focused on eating his food. Sophia is not saying anything while eating and using her phone but her face says she's surprised too. Yeah, I think it's very unexpected that I got a girlfriend. On top of that, Eli is undeniably pretty by everyone's standards. Well, not for me because I know her not only on the surface but how annoying she is. The weirdest thing would be that I brought her here. I have no dirty intentions whatsoever. It just happened accidentally that we're a couple just when we arrived.
Soon, she breaks the silence by talking about almost anything that comes to her mind. She has very good social skills, after all. She talked about her parents a lot but leaves out how strange they are. The dinner went fine. Sophia leaves the table first before Kyle. Meanwhile, the four of us continue to chat for a few more minutes. Dad sounds like he's enjoying talking with her. Maybe he's proud that I brought a pretty girl home. He told me once, that he wants me to bring home a pretty girlfriend. Mom is just busy scolding him to not go too far with the questions. Right now, he doesn't sound like a teacher—as he is.
“I'll clean up now,” says Mom, grabbing the used dishes on the table.
“I have to compute the grades of my students,” says Dad.
Mom suggests, “I'll tell Sophia to sleep in our room together so that Eli can sleep in her room. Is that fine, Eli?”
“Uh, I think I would rather be with Kevin, Mrs. Carmona.”
What the- Oh, sh*t. “Eli,” I whisper at her. “What do you think you're saying?” She looks like she missed the part where she went wrong.
Mom smiles, troubled by what she just heard. “Eli,” she says. “please sleep-”
“I think it's for the best, dear,” says Dad.
“But-”
“It'll be fine.” He stands up, grabs her by the shoulder, and turns her around to walk to the sink. “I'll help you wash the dishes.” He turns around, looking above his shoulder, and winks at us. What does that suppose to mean?!!
Eli stands up from her seat and went to my room. My belly is fluttering and I don't know why. I follow her there and see her back. She's topless!
“What the hell?!” I exclaim and close the door. I wait here.
“Come in,” she says.
“Are you done?”
“Yeah.”
As soon as I got inside and closed the door, I ask, “Are you crazy?!” She's wearing a more comfortable loose blue t-shirt and shorts now.
“What?” she asks back, finding something from her bag on the bed.
“Lock the door when you're changing!”
“Why would I?”
“You're a girl!”
Standing up and facing me with her hands on her waists, she says, “I'm not, plus, what's wrong with you seeing me n*aked? We're couples.”
“That doesn't work like that.”
“It does. Are you gay?”
“I'm not but- Ugh! Never mind! There's no use in reasoning with you.”
She laughs, looking at her mirror. “I was just joking. I thought I locked it.” She closes her mirror and looks at me. “Take me to where the bathroom is. I gotta take a bath and brush my teeth.”
Sighing, I answer, “Follow me.”
She grabs the things she needed as well as some extra clothes. I open the door and let her pass through before closing it then took her to the bathroom for girls upstairs. This is one of the rules we follow in this house. The boys will take a bath downstairs. Only Mom and Sophia use the bathroom upstairs and I gotta say, it's the best bathroom in the house. Our bathroom is just fine but unlike theirs with scented candles and stuff.
When we got there, Sophia just left the bathroom and didn't mind us when we passed by her. She locks her door as soon as she enters.
“I'll go back to the room now,” I tell Eli just as she enters the bathroom.
“Okay.”
Back in my room, I play my game lying on the floor I covered with a comfortable sheet right next to the bed. There are two pillows so I just grab the other one for myself. I can sleep like this.
She comes in, asking, “Why are you on the floor?” She's wearing her blue pajamas now.
“Do you even have to ask that?”
“Are you too shy to sleep right next to me now?” she smugs.
“No, it's just that it's gonna be uncomfortably hot since we don't have AC. All we have here is this old electric fan.” I gesture at it as it's right next to me at my right.
“Okay, if you say so.”
“Why did you sound like you wanted me to sleep beside you?” I tease her. This is the first time I have tried teasing.
“No!” she gets defensive. “I mean... I'm not forcing you.” She goes to the bed, kicking my stomach as she walks over me.
“Ow!” I cry in pain but chuckle a little. Now I know why she likes teasing me. It makes me feel like I'm superior or something like that.
She dries her hair with a hair blower and f*ckin' annoying. After that, she ties it up into a bun, sitting there and looking at her phone like I do. We look at our phones for hours without talking until midnight.
That's when she says, “Can you turn off the lights? I wanna sleep now.”
“Okay.”
I did what she asked and the whole room becomes dark except the glow-in-the-dark toys and action figures I have. Also, I have glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. Yes... this is home.
“Wow,” she whispers.
“You like it?” I ask when I finally lie down and look at the ceiling.
“Yeah.”
“I'm glad.
“Well, good night.”
“Good night, babe.” What the f*ck?!
“Babe?” she asks and chuckles.
“Just pretend that you didn't hear that,” I tell her. “I just got used to telling that to Irene every night. Sleep now. Dad said we're gonna go on a vacation tomorrow.”
“Okay... babe,” she teases and dafuq...
That was.... s*xy.
Wait, I'm not gonna fall for that. “Stop that,” I growl in a whisper and she just chuckles.
A moment later, she stops and starts to sleep. I can't see her from down here and because it's dark. Somehow, I wanna see her face up close when she sleeps. But... what am I thinking? Stop thinking nonsense.
I feel fine sleeping here. Sleeping on a harder surface is nice for me because it's cooler and fresher. Also, the electric fan is closer to me! Hehe. So, it doesn't make me sweat. I feel sleepy now, I hope I could get a good sleep.
Then a finger pokes my arm, she says, “I can't sleep.”
“What do you want me to do?” I ask in a groan to let her know I don't like being disturbed.
But she continues, “Let's switch places. The bed is making me sweat.”
“No way.”
“Then let me sleep beside you.”
“Just don't do anything stupid or I will kick you out.”
“Okay, babe,” she teases again.
“Ugh, shut up.” I'm too tired to be angry.
I sleep sideways, facing the right. She sleeps right next to me with my back facing her. “Let me sleep closer to the electric fan,” she says.
Oh, man...
“Okay,” I approve.
Then she goes crawling on top of me and placing herself closer to the fan. “Thank you, babe,”
“Shut up and sleep.”
I didn't turn my back on her because it would make me face away from the electric fan.
Her nape... and the smell of her shampoo. I can't sleep. Why does she have to be this girly? I know her reason but I'm starting to think that she's instead pretending to be a tomboy and a lesbian. She's a girl in my eyes now—I'm not gonna deny it anymore.
- Writer
