CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

                                    

                                          
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"Kyah? Which room are you in?" Dante's voice called out.
                          
I mentally fist pumped. "I'm in my room Dante," I shouted.
                          
He appeared in my bedroom doorway and tilted his head to get a better look at me. "Why are you upside down, hanging off the bed?" He asked me sounding amused.
                          
"I was bored so I decided to lye this way but when I tired to sit up I would slide a little. So now that you're here you can sit me up so I don't fall off the bed and break something else," I smiled and lifted my arms.
                          
Dante laughed. "That looks so creepy. Your smile is upside down so it looks like a long frown," He chuckled then came over and helped me sit up.
                          
I sighed in relief. "Oh, head rush," I said and Dante laughed and kissed my forehead. "Where is your iPod?" He asked me.
                          
I raised my eyebrow. "Right here," I picked it up from my side dresser. "Why?" I asked.
                          
"I want a loan of it while I go jogging," He said gestured to his work out sweats.
                          
I shook my head. "No, you've broken your last two iPods, your not breaking mine," I stated as a matter of facts.
                          
Dante rolled his eyes. "I won't break it," He paused then sighed. "Just give it to me, Kyah." He said getting impatient.
                          
I narrowed my eyes. "No," I said and he put his hand on his hip. "You're acting like a child you know that right?" He said.
                          
I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm not sharing it with you. It's called and iPod not an UsPod," I snapped and Dante snorted. "Creative," He said.
                          
I smiled, "I try."
                          
He chuckled and lend forward giving me a hug. I smiled and hug him back, that's when it happened. "Ah ha, I got it," Dante jumped away from me and raised his hand which held my iPod.
                          
How the fuck did he get that without my feeling it? That jammy little shit.
                          
"You motherfuck-" "Bye." He cut me off laughing as he ran out of the room.
                          
"When you come back here you're getting my crutch shoved up your ass." I yelled and I hear his laughter as well as my other brothers.
                          
Fucker heads!
                          
"Dante," I randomly screamed seconds later.
                          
Things where silent for a moment then he snickered and shouted back, "Yes?"
                          
"Rose's are red, violets are blue. If I had a brick I would throw it at you," I shouted.
                          
Things where very quiet then laughter boomed from the living room and I grinned. They think I'm kidding but they would want to hope I don't get my hand on a brick, because I would chuck it at those fucker heads.
                          
"Are you okay?" Harley asked still snickering.
                          
I thought about his question and I smiled. He is asking me this because I keep saying random things all day to make them laugh. They think my pills are making me all funnyish today but I actually have a plan, no, more like a mission.
                          
My mission is to make them think I'm all doped up on happy pills so when the go to the tournament tonight they won't think about me after I pretend to conk out on my bed. When they leave I will get dressed and hop my ass down stairs and get a cab to Jed's and hang back and watch the fight.
                          
I'm amazing I know, the army needs more mission planning people like me.
                          
"Kyah?" Harley called out bringing me from my thoughts.