When Trouble Meets Trouble - S01 E143

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When Trouble Meets Trouble - S01 E143

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 143

“Yeah, I saw it there,” I admitted.

“I’d invite you to play it but one, it’d be rude to just

up and leave the party and two, my mother and

father wouldn’t approve of me being alone in my

room with a guy,” she shrugged and I held back a

smirk at the latter part of the sentence. Of course

she’d think like that.

I laughed and she smiled before a look of curiosity

made its way onto her pretty face. “Did you meet

my brother yet?”

I nodded my head. “Yeah, when I came inside; your

mother was yelling at him to come inside and get

ready,” I shrugged and she nodded.

“What about Mere?” she asked.

I pursed my lips. “Not exactly.”

She beckoned me towards the kitchen. We entered

to see the two of them eating cookies and drinking

milk.

“Jer, Mere,” she smiled.

“Jonah, Vanna,” Jeremiah spoke and he and his sister

seemed to have a telepathic debate. Mere was staring

dreamily at Jeremiah and I raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, yeah, hey Jonah,” she snapped back to reality.

She was busy watching Jeremiah bend over to refill

his milk. I just watched in amusement as Savannah

covered her mouth with her hand in disgust.

“Vanna? Can I talk to you for a minute out there?”

“I don’t think that’s the best idea, Mere,” Savannah

spoke with a warning tone.

“Too bad, Vanna,” she yanked her out of the kitchen

and the two disappeared. Jeremiah turned around

from the fridge and frowned.

“Where’d they go?” he asked and I shrugged.

“To talk,” I muttered as I sat down on a stool. It even

spun!

A few moments later, I was called out of the kitchen,

towards the hallway near the backyard.

“Jonah, I need your help,” Savannah whispered and I

leaned forward slightly. She squealed quietly before

taking a step back and raising her voice. “As you

know, Mere likes Jer but she doesn’t know if he likes

her so she’s making me find out. Can you help me?”

I thought for a moment, even though the answer

was quiet clear. “Yeah, I will.”

“Okay, you’re going to tell Jer that my mom needs

him in the yard in a few minutes, if he asks, just say

that she told you on your way back to the kitchen

and that’s all you know,” she informed me and I

nodded.

I entered the kitchen with a smile on my face.

Jeremiah gave me a confused look. “Jeremiah, your

mom wants you in the yard.”

“Call me Jer, I only hear Jeremiah when I’m in

trouble,” he muttered. “Wait? What?”

“Your mom needs you in the yard,” I replied after I

nodded.

He stood up and left his plate there. I watched as

Mere slipped around the corner after he’d exited the

house. She took his spot and continued eating his

cookies, giggling as if she was doing something

wrong. I just shook my head.

“So, you and Vanna, huh?” she asked me and I just

stared at her. She was Savannah’s best friend; of

course she’d say something if I admitted anything!

“Eh, you’re not going to talk, huh?”

I was still quiet when she pushed the plate away

from her and motioned for me to sit down. I took a

seat across from her and she cracked her knuckles

and placed her hands flat on the table.

“Listen here, Jonah, I know you may not be

interested in dating Vanna now but when you are,

remember, if you hurt her- I swear to God, I’ll rip

your fingers off and eat them like fish sticks. I will

take you onto a boat where I will rip your arms off

and use them as oars. I will toss you overboard with

a cement block tied to your ankle and you will

drown. I will toss your arms into the water, too,

hopefully attracting sharks. I will then row back

home with my extra pair of oars and tell everyone

on land that you decided to swim to Italy,” she

threatened me; all the while I had my eyes opened

wide.