His Drama Queen

Bonus

“I’m not taking you to the hospital just because you stubbed your toe.”

I let out a deep breath as I stared at my six year old sister who was crying on the floor.

“Jax, it hurts!” She limped towards me and threw herself in my arms. She wiped her snotty nose on my new shirt and I internally let out an annoyed groan.

“I broke my little toe!”She screamed in my ear, making me stumble back a little. Thank god, the couch was there to support me.

I really deserve the award for best brother of the fucking year.

“You didn’t break anything, sweetheart. You hit your toe against a pillow.”

“A hard pillow.” She sobbed, burying her face in the crook of my neck. She’s so dramatic, oh god. She could easily become the next Emma Watson with all the acting skills.

“It was not hard. You’re just being dramatic.”

This made her cry even louder. For fucksake!

“What is happening?” The front door opened and mom entered the living room. “Jaxon, why is she crying?” She asked worried.

“She stubbed her toe against a pillow and now she wants me to take her to the hospital.”

Mom rolled her eyes, but took Lexi from me. “Come here, mommy’s girl. I will put ice on it, okay?”

“She hit her toe on a pillow!” I cried out as I let out an exasperated sigh. “She’s just being dramatic.”

Mom gave me a blank stare and placed Lexi on the couch. “Mommy will come right back. I’ll get some ice.”

I followed mom to the kitchen and watched her placing ice cubes in a cup. “How was work, Mom?”

“Tiring.” She let out a deep sigh and turned around. “You send the nanny home early today?”

I nodded my head. “Yeah, she left three hours ago.”

“Where’s your father?” Mom asked, handing me the cup with ice.

“In his study room. Something work related came up.” I took the cup with ice from her and headed back to the living room where Lexi was still crying.

I swear this girl never runs out of tears.

“I have ice here for you, sweetheart. Now stop crying. Crying makes you ugly.”

After the words left my mouth her lips quivered and she cried louder. Goddammit!

Mom ran out of the kitchen and stared at us in confusion. “Why is she still crying?”

“JAX SAID I’M UGLY, MOMMY!!” Lexi screamed on top of her lungs as the tears fell down her cheeks like a waterfall.

Mom glared at me and I instantly raised my hands up. “I didn’t say that.”

“Why is Lexi crying?!” A voice came from behind us.

I turned around and saw dad on top of the stairs, looking puzzled at us.

“Can’t you just switch her off or something? I swear she is crying on any given opportunity.” I muttered as I sat down next to mom on the couch.

“Don’t talk like that to your sister.” Mom told me sharply. “She is in pain.”

“Yeah right.” I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “With all the tears she has been spilling, she can open her own bottled water company.”

“Jaxon!”

“Jaxon is a meanie!” Lexi sobbed, clutching my mom’s shirt tighter. “Talia is making Jaxon a meanie!”

“Who is Talia?” Mom and dad both asked in unison.

“Just a girl from school.”

“Talia is his girlfriend.” Lexi said with a smug smile.

I glared at her.

After I let her wipe her snot on my shirt, this is how she repays me?

Snitch.

“Shut up, Lexi! She is nothing like that.” I stood up and went back to my room to avoid this conversation.

After I closed my bedroom door behind me, my phone screen lit up.

I’m sorry, Jax. Can you please come back? I need you!Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I stared at the message for a long time before throwing my phone at the wall. Little bitch. After the stunt she pulled yesterday, she still had the audacity to text me.

Talia Davis and I have been dating since freshman year. She was my light in the darkest times. My marshmallow to my hot chocolate. We were the ‘best friends who turned into lovers’ couple.

In short, she was my entire world. I would cross oceans for her. And I’m not even kidding. Last year when she had a piano competition in Australia, I went to surprise her even though I had an important Lacrosse match the next day.

That’s how much I love her. She reminds me so much of mom. Dad taught mom how to play the piano. She always played the piano for me when I was younger. I sat on her lap and watched how her fingers gracefully tapped the keys.

I was only four years old when mom suddenly got really sick. At that time I had no idea what happened. She was almost every day at the hospital with dad. There was one thing I remembered everyone talking about.

Cancer. Mommy had cancer.

I didn’t know what it was at that time. I didn’t even know that mom was fighting between life and death.

We were almost every day at the hospital. I saw mom in the hospital bed surrounded with so many machines and needles.

It was scary for a four year old. But dad always assured me that everything would be alright. I could clearly see on his face that even he was scared.

He was always so stressed and when he thought I was asleep at night he went to the bathroom and started crying.

I remembered every night praying to the angels to make mom better and dad happy again.

And suddenly one day, mom came back home. Happy and healthy as before.

She laughed and hugged and kissed me. She played the piano again for me.

I was so happy that the angels heard my prayers.

From grandma I heard that mom healed from chemotherapy. Another word I didn’t knew the meaning of.

But at that age I figured, that was something the angels invented to make mom better.

“JAX!” Lexi barged into my room and jumped on my bed. “What are you doing?”

“Get out of my room, Lex.” I grumbled.

Lexi was born when I was twelve years old. By then mom was cancer free for six years already.

I remembered being so happy about having a baby sister. She was so sweet, little, and chubby. I knew from the moment mom placed her in my arms that I would do everything to protect her from all the evil in the world.

What I didn’t know is that she would turn into a sassy, dramatic, and spoiled princess.

I told dad one day about this and he just laughed. “That’s the mini version of your mom there, Jax.” He had said.

It was hard to believe that mom was so dramatic as Lexi, but I knew dad was telling the truth. Because where would Lexi get her attitude from except from mommy dearest.

“Say sweetheart.” Lexi said as she threw a pillow at me.

“Lex!” I hissed as I turned around to glare at her. “Get out!”

“Talia is downstairs.” She said with an amused smile on her face. “Aren’t you going to say bye? She’s going away. Do you know that?”

“What?!”

“She said she’s moving.”

After she cheated on me, she’s leaving? Bet she can’t deal with all the hate she would receive once it would leak out.

“Tell her, I don’t want to see her.”

“Why don’t you go and tell her yourself?”

“I will tell mom and dad that you like Peter Kavinsky.” I said, smirking at my little sister. “Do you want that?”

“You jerk!” She let out a loud disapproving sound and exited my room.

“Little kids.” I muttered as I let out a soft chuckle, before walking over towards my bedroom window. From there I could see the entire driveway.

A couple of minutes later I saw Talia leaving. Even from upstairs I could see that she was crying.

Her mousy brown hair was tied into a high ponytail and she was wearing an oversized sweatshirt with flip flops. She’s so goddamn beautiful. If there was someone I could compare her to, it was Hestia the greek goddess.

Talia was generous, kind, and forgiving. I always admired her when she was at the orphanage every friday night to read a bedtime story for the children.

I closed the curtains and let out a shaky breath.

She’s a liar. A whore. A thief.

Because of her I will not be able to love and trust anyone anymore. How can someone so sweet and kind hearted turn into a nasty cold hearted bitch?

I opened the curtains again and saw her leaving in her car.

Damn her.

Damn her for breaking my heart.

I took a deep breath and shook my head. I should forget her. She’s gone. That’s what I wanted since last night. I swear to god I wanted her dead, because no one deserves a cheater. Cheating is the most disgusting thing you can do to someone who loves you so incredibly much.

“One day.” I whispered to myself. “One day I will get my revenge. And it will be the sweetest thing ever.”