When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E65

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When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E65

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 65

A normal brother would be tackling a guy if he even

looked at his sister with bad intentions, but no,

Jeremiah wants Jonah to kiss me. He’s like the

mother in mean girls. He was still standing right in

front of us with the mistletoe waving slightly above

our heads.

I was silent, frozen nearly. “Obey the mistletoe.” Jer

smacked me across the face with the fake, plastic

plant. I didn’t hit him back; I just stared at him,

horrified. I’m sure my face was bright red from

embarrassment. I don’t even want to know what

Jonah’s thinking. He probably thinks my family’s

insane. I already had to save him from both of my

aunt’s squeezing his face, cooing about how

adorable he is. As if I don’t already know, Aunt Sylvia

and Aunt Loraine.

“Jeremiah, stop hitting your sister and come here

and help me with this,” my mother chided and

Jeremiah frowned before stomping away like a kid. I

let out a breath of relief. Thank goodness he took the

mistletoe with him.

“I’m so sorry about that, Jeremiah can be… childish

at times,” I apologized as I turned to look at Jonah.

“Well, that may be true but you owe me a kiss,” he

smirked. I stared at him, horrified as I jumped away

from him on the couch. “I’m only joking, Savannah.”

I let out a sigh of relief while he continued smirking at

me. He wriggled his eyebrows manically. “Or am I?”

~~~

“Thanks for coming,” I was shouting out the door at

all of our guests who were making their way home.

I slumped against the door. I sighed in relief before

letting the cold air hit my face.

“Good luck with that boy!” my Aunt Sylvia yelled and

I slammed the door. I heard her laughter on the

other side while I stared at my friends and brother

who sat comfortably on the couch.

“Why are you guys still here?” I asked Jonah and

Mere. Mere gasped as if she’d been offended while

Jonah just smiled at me. “No, don’t give me that

Mere; you’d try and sneak into Jeremiah’s room at

night. And he’d probably let you.”

My brother and my best friend looked embarrassed.

I turned and picked up my father’s work shoe before

chucking it at Jeremiah. It hit him in the forehead and

he hissed in pain. “What was that for?”

“For hitting me in the face with the mistletoe, and for

pulling that inane stunt altogether!” I snapped.

“Why are you hitting only me? Jonah’s the one that

didn’t kiss you!” I grabbed my father’s other work

shoe and chucked it at Jeremiah. This time he caught

it and threw it back at me. I caught it and it became a

game of ‘who can hit the other person in the face

with the shoe.’

My mother appeared in the doorway to the living

room. “Okay guys, you have to go now, unless

you’d like to stay and help Jer and Vanna clean,” she

smiled widely and laughed as Meredith looked

terrified.

This whole cleaning portion of her sentence was new

to me but according to the mop and broom in her

hand, she wasn’t lying.

Mere was the first one up. She wiped off her dress

before walking to the door, Jeremiah trailing behind

her. I waited a moment before Jeremiah entered the

house, his face a light pink color and his smile wide.

Look at that, they’ve only known each other one day

and they’re already in love! Don’t I work miracles? If

only they worked on myself.

The door was still open and Jonah walked towards it

before turning and waving his hand as if to call me

over. “Aren’t you going to walk me to my car?”

“No offense, but shouldn’t it be the other way

around?” I asked him with a quirked eyebrow as I

slowly walked behind him while he shrugged. He

opened the door and we entered the cold air.