Chapter 6

**•ADRIAN•**

"Hey, can I get a beer?" I asked the waiter and he gave me a confused look before glancing towards my parents.

"Just your finest wine, please," Dad interjected and I rolled my eyes.

"Adrian you're not supposed to be drinking alcohol. It will affect your health, remember that. We can't afford to risk any type of sickness when you're the star member of the hockey team." Mom said.

Christ, they were at it again.

This shit will keep going for about two more hours and by the time I'll leave here, my life battery would decrease to 1% after listening to their crap.

"It's already affecting his mental health, Mom. His well-being will be the least of your problems." Amy said and I twisted around in my seat and narrowed my eyes at her.

"For someone with a low brain IQ, you sure know a lot about what affects our mentality."

She glared at me picked up her stake knife and stabbed the cooked meat on her plate.

"Well, this just explained a lot how you two are doing well together at school. Do you still ignore your sister and pretend that she doesn't exist?" Dad asked me while smirking and I scowled at him.

"Me? She's the one going around school telling everyone that she's the only child."

"What can I say? I enjoy the attention alone." Amy added and I scoffed in annoyance.

"See?" I gestured to Dad and he shook his head in disappointment.

The waiter came back around with a new expensive wine bottle which I immediately snatched off the bucket to pour myself a glass first before anyone else gets to.

The tension around this table was sucking my energy dry and with Amy constantly annoying me, my frustration was building up.

This is why I hate having dinner with my parents when they're in town.

For once, it was their excuse to check in on their two children and see how well they've been doing by themselves in college. Plus, the never-ending expectations lining up that they will waste an hour during this dinner just laying it out on us.

Second, I have no choice but to acknowledge the reality of this brat's existence sitting right next to me.

Being one year apart was one thing, being reminded that we're siblings was a complete nightmare. I don't mind the fact that she tells people that she's the only child in the family.

I'm living my life in the best way possible by feeding people the same lie too.

"Easy on the wine, son." Dad suddenly said while eyeing the deep red liquid that was almost spilling out of my glass. "You might get more than tipsy from that."

I picked up the glass and raised it towards him.

"That's the plan, Dad. Cheers."

They all stared at me like I had suddenly grown another head but I just ignored it and took huge sips of my wine.

The night was long, and I was just getting started.

**•KAIA•**

I pressed the keyboard to pause my kdrama episode and stared at the wall across the room. The sound of keys outside the door to our dorm room, jiggled again causing me to get up and sit on my bed.

I glanced at the time displayed on the desktop and saw it was already half past eleven and my guess was, it was Amy outside, returning from that family dinner she went to.

I got up from my bed and walked out of my room to see her and a smile slowly spread across my face, feeling ready to ask how her night went.

But all happiness immediately drained out of my system when the door opened and she burst in with her drunk brother hanging off her arm.

"You have got to be kidding me."

She pushed him forward and he dropped down on the floor like a sack of potatoes, completely unaware of what was going on.

Amy flipped back her hair and placed her hands on her hips before facing me.

"Sorry, family drama got him wasted tonight. I was unfortunately assigned to be the responsible sibling to take care of him. My sincere apology roomie"

I folded my arms and stared at the intoxicated waste of space sprawled across our floor.

"He can't be here, Amy. Does he have a place to stay?"

She nodded while fanning herself with her hand.

"He does. He stays in the boy's dormitory across the school."

"Well, why didn't you take him there?"

She paused her fanning and gave me a look as if I just asked her to recite a poem right now.

"Are you kidding me? I'm not going to drag his drunk ass all the way there. Do you not notice how beautiful yet small I am? Crazy people are still out there and they could easily pick me as a target and this dumbass will not help because he's drunk. So, here was our only option and it was way closer than his dorm room."

I bit the side of my lip and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to keep my irritation at bay.

"Fine! Where is he going to sleep?"

She started to shrug her shoulders but then suddenly stopped when her eyes caught something across the room.

"Help me get him to the couch."

I groaned but complied anyway. We grabbed each of his arms and pulled him off the floor, dragging his heavy weight across the room to the single leather couch in the living room.

We both slowly placed him down to lie on the couch and Amy helped pull his legs up as well.

I placed my hands on my hips and glared at his stupid sleeping face.

I can't believe Amy brought him here to sleep in our dorm room tonight. Our last encounter still ticked me off plus his whole cocky personality that makes me want to slap the smugness off his face.

"This better be the last time you're bringing him here or we'll be in real trouble, Ames."

Amy smiled and held out her pinky finger.

"Promise." I rolled my eyes and accepted her side hug.

"Do you have a spare blanket or something?" She asked while we were still staring down at her brother who was already fast asleep by the looks of it.

"I have a spare duvet in my room."

"Great." She grinned at me. "You go get that and I'll go take a quick shower."

My eyes rounded in surprise and confusion.

"Wait, you want me to"

"Thanks, babe, I owe you one." She yelled over me while already making her way towards her room.

I released a defeated sigh and went to get the spare duvet. I carried it back with me to the living room and spread it over him.

I tucked in the sides beside his arm and glared at his face again.

You still look cute when you're not acting like a jerk

I straightened up and rolled my eyes before trudging back to my bedroom. Hopefully, he's gone by the time I wake up in the morning.

Can't start the day by having bad energy around me. I'll just pretend this was all just a bad dream.