Channing glanced at the number shortly after the caller ID came over the speakers, and remarked, "Luke, your mother is calling." I shrugged. Most likely, the mother wanted to make sure everything was okay when heading home after a board meeting. As he was speaking, he pressed the respond button on his steering wheel, and we looked at each other, both of us seeing how loud the speaker's voice, and I pondered where Luke was at the same He answered. He then just managed to say, "He's not with me."
and I gave a vehement shake of my head, feeling that my mother's timidity and dread were a clear indication of her attitude. He did his utmost to hide from the camera out of sheer terror. My voice was calmer than I felt when I said, "Bring me to my house." After nodding, Channing quickly made an illegal U-turn, heading back the way we came. I hurried to put my mother's number in my phone, messing up. What had she done to Ella? How dare she call Ella a tramp? "Find him, and bring him to me." In the mean time, head over to his house and drag out that tramp that lives there," he started to object. My pulse pounded at hearing the The first time the phone rang, it sounded almost like she was shouting.
I felt her rage pouring through the phone as she yelled at her. It was almost as if she had screamed. She yelled at me, "Don't go see that girl again!" The alert has ended! You are not allowed to see that girl ever again, or else you will have to pay the price. You are not permitted to be with her." "No." I laughed, deciding that it was now time to end this futile relationship. I will do everything I can to keep you apart when it is necessary. A borderline psychotic condition has been diagnosed in Channing. She cannot return home and is packing her bags." She was borderline mad. I couldn't help but wonder what had actually driven her insane. Why had she become such an insane person? What had really occurred, I wondered? Specifically, what?
Though I was unaware of the outcome, I knew Ella had prevailed. I didn't challenge her in the least; I just stated, "She won't be leaving." "I'll send you across the globe." "I'll take her with me." "Luke-" "I'm going to file a report if you get back into my house without permission again." I finished the conversation before She may have responded. "It is about cameras, remember?" Before she could respond, I hung up the phone. I was unable to tolerate Channing gave me a concerned look. I felt a tingling sensation behind my eyelids. It seemed unbelievable to me that she was now on my side. For all those years, I was unable to tolerate her. Has Levi felt this way for all these years? It was harsh.
I had essentially just declared war on her, and I had no idea what to expect from her anymore. It was all she could do to bring me down. It was just too significant. She was unable to lose her only heir. Channing said, "I'll always be on your side." I told him, "I'll be there for you whenever you need me." "All the more reason." I barely got my shoes on as I ran into my home. As I ran down the stairs, I saw Ella in the living room watching me. I put my hands on her shoulders as I walked up to her, watching for any indications of concern. For a time, she just looked at me, not sure whether she was alright or not.
She said, "Are you okay?" She flushed then and attempted to release herself as soon as she became aware that she had been grasped by my hand. It's OK. You must be aware that your mother arrived. I'm not bothered that she returned since I took care of it. She will never be able to get through to me again, but she did once. That's what I said. "You truly don't know her," I said. It didn't matter what she did to me; Ella was a whole other thing. "I'm afraid she will hurt you." Dylan smiled and said something, even though Ella and I weren't alone ourselves. He grinned and said, "I think Ella can handle your mother pretty well." " I realized I wasn't the only one who had such a strong bond with Ella.
All three of them were grinning. This confused me because I'm not sure how people react when they see my mother, because usually when people see my mother, the last thing they do is smile. "Donna nodded, you heard me?Ella winced. "Luke, your sugar daddy?" I raised an eyebrow and wondered if she had really heard what she was saying. "Sugar daddy Luke?"I believed she was going to choke Donna, but I questioned if I had been mistaken. I've observed that she is a good person to deal with my mom. I heard her say, "I guess I should think twice before I say something."
"I guess I should think twice before I say something like that," she replied, scratching her head. "I am pretty sure you will get even more trouble." I shook my head in disbelief. "I've accepted that our relationship will not make her happy." Donna said as Ella dropped her gaze, looking cute as she did. I cleared my throat, realizing there were a lot of people there, and Dylan said, "I bet she's going to kick you out." My eyes narrowed. "The house is mine, and she cannot kick me out. I paid for it to be built. Why does everyone think that she bought it for me?" Ella covered her mouth wi My focus was brought to the
When I said, "I'm just kidding," she interrupted, and I I became aware that I had spoken nothing at all. She grinned, but it was more than Not even giving me the time of day, you irritate me. I stuffed my hands into my pockets and played it off, "Why wouldn't I be able to bring home something like this? I make hundreds of thousands of dollars a year." I was asking Ella, "Are you leaving yet? Are you moving right in?" Dylan laughed at me, "as long as you know." We had almost completed arranging the home when we said, "Maybe." I started to doubt myself as I was going around the home. Would she return since, after checking it out, she hadn't returned? What would happen if she chose to move in after checking it out and left? I whizzed around suddenly and ran into Dylan, who was striding smugly behind me and said, "I'm sure you'll like it." Was that last night? I shoved him aside and turned to face Ella. Ella gave me a final look and said, "What? Is
It's nighttime?" your last Ella sneered, shaking her head disapprovingly. She said, "I haven't had time to put anything up until the I won't be back until the end of the week since it's the weekend," she said. "That didn't make me feel better." "Yeah, let's have a party tonight?" replied Donna, clapping her hands together.I reasoned, 'Why not?"You know, dunk charades?Troy reiterated, and Donna gave a fervent nod. It's going to be a lot of fun to drink beer and play games!"Oh, yes!That will be a great deal of enjoyment. We'll need a few beers. Hold on! Ella started talking, saying, "This is Luke's house, so we cannot plan anything." I jumped at the chance to keep them there for as long as possible; perhaps they would move in together? I might be crazy, but I didn't think I was. Channing eventually informed the others of his presence. "I didn't realize you were here," Ella exclaimed. "It's good to see you," Channing said. I stared at him as he greeted her. "Beer," said Donna. "Channing. Ale." "I'll accompany you," Troy and Dylan and I both gazed at each other at the same time as they spoke.
felt unusual that Dylan and Ella were present, and I wondered why. He wouldn't have gone to a liquor store, there was no way he would. "You'll stay with your sister," Dylan told Troy, "I'll go with her." Troy countered back at her. Ella replied, "I'll go.". I think Troy is a little worried about leaving Troy alone. He folded his arms across his chest. You seem to make me sound like a criminal, don't you think?" In fact, you are technically a criminal, don't you think?" "That's alright. You can have some cash from me." "Ah, whatever." I pulled out my wallet and handed Channing the company card. Donna grabbed the card from me and said, "Put it on this." It is as if she had been born for something great to happen.
The trio left after exchanging worried glances with Channing and we were left all alone with Troy, Dylan, and me. They kept keeping an eye out for one another as well. They kept doing the same for each other, I noticed. I inquired, "What's happening?" "Nothing," they replied and turned away from each other. I frowned, but did not respond. "Were you both listening to what my mother said to Ella?" I wondered.The answer Dylan conveyed was that there was nothing remarkable. Troy hesitated, his face paling. "Dude, your mom is a bitch." I was just mad when she spoke to Ella in such a way." She is your mother, so it doesn't make sense that she should say such things about you." "It does make me mad too," I replied. "My mom is an annoying bitch, and I will never and cannot condone her behavior." Having watched Troy for a moment, I wondered if he was truly concerned about Ella.
I nodded and smirked as I thought of her. I still cared for her even if it cost me my inheritance, but not really caring that much. I could not hold against me anything because she would not have to worry about my mother taking my company away. I would not do that. Don't worry, that won't happen. Troy looked unsure of the situation and said: "I'd rather go penniless for Ella than to be penniless for her." Troy looked doubtful. In response, I smiled. "I'm glad I wasn't wrong. Thanks." I smiled. As I softened his eyes, I said to him, "You can count on me too." "I suppose one day we'll be brothers," he said. "I think I'm just not very good at being a support," he murmured.
"I suppose one day we'll be brothers." He narrowed his gaze. It nearly faded as soon as I heard the song scratch. Stay strong, boys." "Troy shook his head aggressively and made himself feel uncomfortable as he sighs, exaggerating the sigh that he was being forced to make with his hand over his eyes. "I'm not really comfortable talking about this right now." It wasn't like I was dating Ella just for fun, so what was he upset about? There's no point in pretending I didn't hear what you said." It's strange, but I can't seem to shake the feeling that I wouldn't like my mother anyway, so I shook my head.
"I don't think your mother would like me anyway," Ella remarked. "She took one look at me and closed her eyes." I wrinkled my brows. Dylan agreed that the circumstances felt weird to him. I have never seen your mom like that before. Dylan asked Troy if he was sure that he had never met him. "You said you had never seen Luke's mother before?" Troy shook his head in astonishment. Dylan pursed his lips. "I think I would remember someone like her." Dylan questioned. "Do you guys have anything in common?" I asked. "Landen is Troy's old lawyer," Dylan replied. "Why would your mother's lawyer defend Troy?" "What?" Land was Troy's lawyer." "What?" he said. Landen's reputation was tarnished by public opinion, and I expected her not to like it. "Landen's her lawyer too? " It is likely that she was scared of Landen because she knew him and didn't want to hear what he was like since she already knew him.
"That is why she was so scared." Landing laughed. Despite the fact that Landing was not a shitty lawyer, he had been winning every case he had ever taken on. He had won every case he had taken on and he had never lost any. In the time it took Dylan to stare at me, I could tell that he was already planning ahead as he stared at me for some time. In view of Troy and Ella's business, I guess he caught onto the fact that something was odd since he was a lawyer. I was starting to believe it was a coincidence. Does my mom know that Troy worked for Landen? Could it be a coincidence? But I couldn't believe it. The money for it? I had not anticipated it.
As Dylan read my thoughts, he said, "There's something weird going on here." I'll come with you-" Dylan interrupted me, "I'll do it alone." He changed the subject to get away with it despite knowing he would tell me if he found anything important, but I did not want you to miss work when your mom is already mad at you. Despite knowing he would let me know if he found anything important, he changed the subject to get away with it. When I asked Channing if he could pick up pizza while they were out, I knew he would let me know if he found anything important. It was a matter of Dylan's perspective that he thought differently than I did. I just hoped that he would be able to put things together in my absence.
Upon Channing's, Donna's, and Ella's return, the mood was lifted. Judging by the amount of liquor they bought, I knew it was going to be a pretty good party. Having friends in my house was strange for me, perhaps because I had lived in isolation since Levi left my life. We sipped beers along the pizza and chatted around the kitchen table. Feeling so alive at home was a great feeling. My last memory of Dylan and Channing was that they were my only two friends. Donna recently announced that it was time for some drinking games. "I got the hard liquor for that," Donna announced after the pizza had settled down.
Troy grabbed the butterscotch schnapps and looked at him puzzled. "Really?" Troy asked. As she defended her position, she held up a bottle of Jack Daniels and Fireball as well. Dylan said with a smile on his face. "So we've got that too?" He asked. "Are we going to die?" Ariana waved her hand off as she waved her hand. It was clear that I had to snicker when I said "Okay, I'm going to tie two games together in a way that would make it more fun. Everyone pick a partner." I instantly turned to Ella, and Channing, who was close by, turned to Ella as well. As I glanced at Ella, who smiled with a raised eyebrow and gestured for me to continue, I suddenly lost my bravado, thinking that he would think she would pick me?
As I slipped between him and Ella, my ears began to heat up. I tried to avoid getting distracted as I slipped between them. My ears started to grow hot as she walked straight towards him. As she grinned and gestured for me to move on, my ears started to grow hot. While slipping between him and Ella, I tried to play it off, even though my ears were getting hot. My partner grinned and gestured for me to be released. In the end, Channing and Dylan were not pleased with that conclusion after I told him to pair up with Dylan, but I then told him to pair up with Donna. Donna teased him, saying, "It looks like you two are a pair," as she teased. My teammate will be Channing, and I will call out a body part to keep the two of us connected. You must take a shot whenever you separate. Troy and Dylan, your elbows must be attached." "Is it possible to switch?
"Troy asked me a few minutes later. In his statement, Donna said, "It is good to make friends." Troy scrunched up his face and shoved his elbow at Dylan, "You should have asked before you turned to Dylan and said something unnecessary." Troy scrunched up his face as he shoved his elbow into Dylan's face. In spite of my feelings for Dylan, seeing him in his condition was actually rather amusing. It took them only three seconds for them to go.
Donna yelled, "Drink!" The two of you just separated again. Troy snapped at Dylan, "Stop moving around!" It doesn't even matter if we started yet!" she remarked evilly. Troy sneered. "It's not that much bigger than you!" "You've got to touch your hips!" Donna replied. Ella gazed at me with a sigh of relief. I moaned, gazing at Dylan and repeated. "I'm not the cause of your shorter stature," Dylan responded, holding his chin up. It is not my fault you are shorter than you," she said, bumping against my hips and stayed there. She stepped closer and made sure that her body wasn't twisted. With her so near, she was so petite, and with her so feminine, it was evident I required booze if we were going to be so close all night.
In the words of Donna, who caressed Channing's pinky fingers against her own, she added, "Channing and I are going to remain linked by the pinky fingers between us." She giggled as she questioned, "Is it too simple to touch our butts?"No!Donna clapped her hand against Channing's free hand and everyone noticed. It seems that the large group we have will be playing King's Cup, because that is the kind of game we'll be playing." Channing tugged nervously at his tie knot before saying, "Well, since I bought a deck of cards, I guess we'll play King's Cup." Channing glanced at his tie knot again.
He blushed and broke off with Donna, which made Channing feel the need for alcohol too, so he also took a shot. He never drank except on occasions when Levi or I had booked reservations. It wasn't that I saw him consume a lot of booze since he wasn't a big fan. Donna provided us an overview in short. Levi enjoyed engaging in drinking games. It took me a few seconds to move away from Ella as I began to go towards the table. "Move carefully or else you will have to," our commander cautioned us.
"Shots!" Donna exclaimed, and Ella grudgingly accepted a shot, protruded her tongue, and gave a cough. Two were present. seats designed so we could sit so close together and yet have a Jack Daniel's. It tasted strongly of something. I took a chance and pulled the seats close enough so that we could still touch each other's hips. "I'll try." I'll draw first," Donna said, taking the top card from her deck. Troy drank his shot and picked up the card. "Ooh. Two. Who gets to take the shot is up to me.
Troy." With raised hands, everyone exclaimed, "Seven! Glory to heaven!" Everyone threw their hands up! Despite the fact that Troy was smacking Dylan into his face, Dylan's attention somehow was caught up. He apologized, but not really felt sorry for what he had done. "You guys broke our connection, you guys." The two of them sucked down the shot, Ella being the last to raise her hand as she followed them. The night went on with everyone getting drunker and drunker. Ella shouted out, "Nine!She shifted slightly in her chair.
I attempted to remain calm as time went on, but once someone pulled an
Everything went wrong with the ace. Nine was yelled by "Rhyme after me, born." I murmured to Ella, and she took it out. Dylan said, "Forlorn!" he said. In response to Donna's remarks, Channing said, "Corn.". Troy laughed. Ella slammed her fist against the table. Troy replied, pushing the half-empty fireball bottle at her, saying, "Pervert!". "Ha! It's not rhyming!Troy said, "Have a drink!" Troy replied. He stared at Ella, and she nearly sucked up as she took the first sip straight from the bottle.
"Heheheheh!Donna smiled and raised her feet. declared, "Heheheheh. Nice," she said as I shoved her legs off the table and she pulled back her feet, saying, "No feet on the furnishings." I reached for the card, but she pulled it back again, so I shoved her legs off the table and said, "Drink up, baby." She then pulled the card back from me, yanking it from me as I was about to touch it, and she said, "Okay, take it," before laughing. I told her, "You're lucky," and she answered, "I know." I added, "Queen." Dylan said, "I want to ask you a question," to which Dylan answered, "Please take this card." I informed her after receiving it. She responded, "I know." I then informed Dylan, "I know." She turned to Dylan and said, "How did you get so muscular?"
"Dylan flexed his arms and then looked at Troy innocently. After nodding several times, I was sure I understood. "You can't answer it." Donna stared at me. She nodded repeatedly. Having opened Troy's mouth and snapped it shut, Ella snickered at the question. "Are you a virgin?With a heavy sigh, Troy enquired "Nice try. Which animal is your favorite?Though interested, Donna shook her head angrily, refusing to answer the question. In fact, I really need you to answer my question. I would really appreciate it if you could. Cats, on the other hand, are pretty cute.
It would be hurtful to me if you ignored me, but what is your name? "With trepidation, Channing swallowed his middle slurping uneasily. From my perspective, he was adamant about responding to Donna's inquiry as he was unable to decline it. He looked around the room, trying not to give in to Donna's query. He smiled and waved his hand the instant he was free of her. His question was, "Troy, is it your birthday?" With a grin, Troy answered. "Are you still afraid of Bigfoot?I got thrilled about Sasquatch and chuckled as color colored Ella's already crimson cheeks. Being Ella was such a pleasure.
She felt wonderful, smelled well, and looked pretty. Being Ella was such a pleasure. I was too captivated by her to focus on anything else. Her face was shining all the while. Donna said, "Luke, which girl do you love?" I said, "Ella." She laughed uncontrollably and grabbed a drink. The weight of my response debilitated us all, maybe even myself. Nevertheless, It felt good to speak it out. Maybe I'll have the opportunity to When I'm not as inebriated, I'll speak with her directly. "I love Ella too," Channing exclaimed, and Donna leaped up next to him. "Me three," Donna patted Ella's arm, "Isn't it cute how you feel about her, isn't it?" "I want to pinch her cheeks," I said, grabbing her sleeve and pulling it back at her. Donna fell back, overdoing the forceful fall off the chair. Dylan rushed to her side, tripping over his chair in the process. "Are you okay?" he inquired.
Ella and I didn't raise our heads to look at Donna until she gestured at me to draw Dylan closer, at which point we both looked around. Dylan didn't hesitate to raise Donna off the ground, slide his arms beneath her, and drag her off the ground. Troy pulled up his shirt sleeves and added, "I'll help you." She let out a sigh. Dylan glanced at Donna and then turned to face her, and Troy grinned. "I'm a great man," he said, and Troy angrily screamed, "Hold her to me." Dylan picked her up and held her aloft, much as Rafiki did for Simba, and Ella laughed and banged on.
There was a loud crash when her hand hit the table. I was tempted to cut corners on the photo out of distraction, but then Channing was gazing at me when I spotted it, so I flung the shot back, not understanding it had not been diluted down. He shouted, "Lift me up too!" as he gently trailed his pointer finger down his throat.Ella started out by yelling at Dylan and raising her arms in the air to express her annoyance. I grabbed Ella's hips and knew what to do. I groaned loudly as I heaved, determined not to let Dylan appear like a hero.
Ella shifted a little. She gave me a blank gaze. I raised her up over my shoulder and said, "Well, I guess you did look pretty scrawny- woah!" Donna said, "That's not the way you carry a girl," as she was embracing Dylan. She informed them she was about to throw up and said, "I don't think that's how you carry a girl." Troy continued to attempt to seize her. "I'm going to throw up," she said. Ella banged on my leg and Channing thought, "That's a great scenario." As I staggered over to the "Yes, I agree with you."
doubt that I could put Ella down without the counter becoming unbalanced. The world seemed to be somewhat skewed. The It seemed strange to set her down, and judging from her stare, I may have even placed her on her face. I stroked her forehead, smoothing out the creases, and said, "You're cute," to her. I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek without waiting for her to answer, saying, "Even when you're pretending to be mad. You smell like alcohol." She smiled and said, "And I can smell it, too." "Man down!Donna gave a pretending yell. Channing was lying down beside my sofa.
Ella sprang off the counter and sprinted in his direction, but Channing blinked and glanced up at the ceiling. Kneeling, Channing inquired, "Are you okay?" "Aware" What?I bowed down and requested. "You know what?” "I see it." Troy looked at the ambulance and said, "Should we call an ambulance?" me Shaking his head, Channing leaned over to sit on the sofa. Troy poured him one anyhow, and Channing gazed at it, determined to try again even if it didn't work. He gulped it down and said, "I'm ready for another shot! I can take another shot!" with a ring of laughter. Donna questioned, "Are you a writer?" as Channing nodded and then became green before snapping his lips shut.
It was too late when Dylan cried, "Luke, get a trash can!" Suddenly the spew sprang forth like a resurgent drifting volcano. Pouring another one, Troy said, "Okay. I'm going to give you one more time." anyhow. "I wouldn't do it," I said, but he continued to gaze at it. now. Channing swallowed it whole. After consuming a Donna inquired, "Screw you writer's block!" as Channing exclaimed, spilling a big quantity of the liquid. Channing nodded, suddenly becoming green as he opened his lips. Dylan called, and Channing closed his lips abruptly. It was too late in no time at all. Channing, like a volcano dormant for too long, spit all over my VIG Chesterfield couch.
Ella gave a low whistle. As I vowing in silence to never allow Channing to drink again, I believed "guess I won't be sleeping here tonight..."