Another Life, JenniferNewman [short story to read .TXT] 📗

whoever it was still talking in a angry tone to who he must have thought was still Sophie. When he heard my voice he stopped calmed himself with deep breathing and replied, “Rose?” in a much more calmer voice than the one he had been using with Sophie.
“Yes” I replied curtly. Remembering that second ago the person had been making Sophie flustered making the protective instanced for my best friend thrive.
“Okay your damn friend was saying you were out! Damn it!” I raised my eye brows saying
“well my ‘damn friend’ is trying to help. So who is this calling?” my tone was defiantly one of annoyance but for once I did not try to calm myself and no ob e stopped me.
“Okay calm down doll! Jeez are you all fucking crazy!?!” if possible my eye brows raised higher hiding behind my side fringe which had flopped down from my ears and was now covering my eyes until Parker brushed it away with one hand while pulling me to him with the other.
“Excuse me!?” I asked a little stunned in to the phone who the hell was this guy?
“Okay whatever. Just talk to your boyfriend already!” What! Oh for crying out loud? Who the hell! I heard a loud bang and then a muffled, “what the fuck man!” from the over end of the phone while I waited for the person to bloody well come on the phone so I could hear who it was.
“Rose? Shit sorry you hang up on me so I got Dave to call you. He’s always that much of an ass sorry” I heard something hard collide with something else guessing ‘Dave’ had thrown something at Brendon. Well that was really hopeful thinking. Damn it!
“Brendon for crying out loud! Why do you keep calling me? no wait don’t answer that!” I moved the phone away from my ear and slammed the hang up button and let Parker pull me back against his chest as I let out a long breath. Letting my annoyance go. What was wrong with that boy.
To late I realized I had said it out loud. When was I ever going to get control over my damn mouth? Parker just laughed and Sophie simply snickered a “way to much manly he’s not leaving you alone since he has the hot’s for you” thanks Soph could you make that sound anymore unappealing?
Parker just laughed again and turned me wrong so I could hide my face against his chest. Reading my mind. When my head was safely under Parkers arm with my eyes closed the phone rang again. Two shrill rings before I felt Parkers hand move away from my side and lean to pick it up.
“Hello?” I heard him say muffled since his face was hidden in my hair. “Ahh Brendon just the person I wanted to speak to.” I raised my head and looked at Parker wondering what he was doing now. Brendon must have been speaking on the over end of the phone because Parker look boredly down at me rolling his eyes and saying, “I want to know that why?” his tone was not unfriendly but not something you would use with someone you were the bests of friends with.
“Right. You want to speak to Rose?” he asked but made no attempted at handing the phone to me. I raised my eye brow. Still confused as to what he was doing. I looked over at Sophie who was still smiling slightly but not saying anything when I continued to raise my eye brow questing her she shook her head and laughed under her breath until I turned back up to look at Parker who was now saying, “how about you tell me why you want to speak to my girlfriend?” I rolled my eyes at him and he grinned typically he would used that to annoy Brendon, “not a good enough reason. I am controlling her to much? She’s not talking to you because of me?” he raised his eye brow at me to see what my reaction to this was. I just starred annoyingly at the phone in his hand and shook my head still leaning against his chest. “Get your facts right mate. No I don’t think I need to look that up in a dictionary. Now as for the word stalker. You might want to look that up before calling Rose again. Huh what was that? Didn’t quite hear you. Sorry?” there was a load of yelling from the phone and much swearing from what I could hear. Which really was not a lot. Parker pulled the phone away from his ear saying, “there must be bad connection have fun with your arrogant friend” his cheerful voice made me laugh as he pushed his lips together and plopped the phone on its stand as Sophie who couldn’t hold her laughter in any more burst out laughing while I just shook my head and leaned up on my tip toes not even annoyed that I had to and kissed him on the cheek. “You know you can be a sweetheart when you want to.” Making him grin and move his head in time to kiss me square on the lips. I laughed and leaned back down while he laughed still grinning, “Aren’t I always?” I rolled my eyes and slipped out of his arms just taking his already waiting hand and pulling him into the kitchen where Sophie followed unsure until I turned round and asked if they wanted a drink on whither she was welcome.
“Hmmm........” Sophie said as she open the fridge door looking around. My mum had stocked the fridge up with bundles of food for the Garden party that would now be wasted since there was no longer going to be one. It hurt a bit to think that my mum had coursed her self so much stress for nothing. Maybe I should....... my thoughts were drifted away by Parker leaning down saying something about me having a text on my cell. I snapped out of my daze and took the phone that was being held out to me by Parkers large hands. I flipped it open and looked at the top of the screen where it said I had one text from an unknown number. Well that was promising....
I clicked on it and read,

Hey Rose can I talk to U now and not some1 else? Its not so bad to talk 2 me right? Can U text me back now?
B

Damn it! When was this boy going to learn? I simply shut the phone not wanting to answer yet since I had no idea how to phase leave me the fuck along! In polite Brendon language. Well that would have to wait for later.
“Please tell me that was not Brendon?” Sophie said as I looked up from chucking the phone on the table where I was leaning and letting Parker trace my hand into the table. I just rolled my eyes not knowing what to say since Parker was obviously very aware of how annoying Brendon was starting to be to me. not wanting to make it into a big a deal I changed the subject by asking, “ have you found anything you want yet Soph?” it worked because her face took on one of confusing and amazement.
“How am I supposed to choose? You have so much stuff in here! what were you planning another party thing again?” her words slipped out making it obvious from her face that she wished she could take them back but I only looked down for a second before regaining strength and looking back up to answer.
“I think I might still do it. It’s a waste for mum to plan so much then for it to just not happen right?” I hadn’t even realized I had made up my mind before the words were out of my mouth with no taking them back.
“Really? You want help?” her face lit up we the prospect of helping and not making me feel worse. I heard Parker move as he walked over to the fridge door that Sophie had just abandoned and was now walking over to me. I swear they were doing this on purpose. Switching round as the other walks away.
 
Chapter Fourteen: Monday 12:01pm
“For crying out loud Parker! What are you doing?” I yelped as I walked into the kitchen to find Parker half bent of the oven or the ‘baking monster’ as Parker who has zero imagination when it comes to names had named it. It had been free days since I had come to stay with Parker but I had quickly come to learn that he lived of fast food meals and take always since his ability in the kitchen was next to none. Now seeing him next to the oven that had not been used since he had moved in was more than just a little shocking.
“I. Am . Trying. To. Cook!” I had to laugh at his pained expression as he straitened producing a pan of what looked like charcoal. It was mean of me but it was so funny! Finally something Parker was not bloody perfect at.
He produced a sort of half scowl half smile as he placed the coal on the table and tried to peel it out of the pan without it crumbling to pieces. I started to feel sorry for him and pushed myself off of the door post and ambled my way over to the glass table at the over end of the room where Parker stood concentrating on the pan that looked more black than the ‘food’ . I had to hide another laugh with a cough but must have not done a very good job of it since I reserved another glare from Parker at the table.
“Parker if you wanted cooked food you could have asked me instead of torturing the cook pans.” I put one hand on the table and one on his arm leaving him no way to avoid my gaze. So I didn’t miss the rare bush that started to creep up from his neck only noticeable if you were looking for it.
“Okay what is it? Why have you now choose to start the act of cooking?” he still tried to avoid my gaze but soon realized he was not getting away with it that easy and pushed the what used to be a silver pan away from him and pulled me up into his arms kissing me softly on the lips before spinning me round so I was the one trapped against his arms instead.
“Nice try..” he mumbled under his breath as he unwound his arms from around my waist and picked up the pan again still trying to pull the..... Well the food he had been trying to cook.
I rolled my eyes at him and pulled the pan out of his hand manoeuvring it over to the sink and twisting the hot tap on while running it over the sides of the tin letting it soften the mixture.
“You don’t seem to like all the take away’s........ I just thought.....” his arms came around my waist form the back and he leaned down to rest his head on my shoulder watching me ease the sticky substance out of the pan and into the dust bin by my side.
“You were cooking this for me?” I was amazed Parker had really started to turn into a really sweetheart since I had moved him with him. I thought I might be awkward at first but soon came to learn that this was not the case.
“Maybe.....” he whispered