The biblical sinner

Aera! Stop the car I have to pee!!" Zylin shrieked beside me, holding his groan.

Rolling my eyes at his natural immature conduct I stopped the car in middle of the narrowing road.
"I told you Zylin!" I busted through my clenched teeth in vehemence. "I told you to pee inside the mall's washroom."
Checking the time on my wrist watch which read 5:45pm I narrowed my eyes at my brother who pouted with his pink plum lips. His eyes now big and gleamy with fake tears.
He always did this at any time of haste. We were already late due to the long distance route I took from the mall. We will be grounded if Gummy Bear is already home.
"I thought I could hold it. But my small Christmas tree couldn't handle the lemonade we had during our grocery shopping."

Closing my eyes I sighed heavily whilst undoing the seat belt. Mirroring my action he did the same, and was soon out of the car. My warm body soon contrasted with the cold breeze, eyes narrowed due to the swirling wind I mumbled few curses under my breath and walked around following Zylin at the back of the car.
A small smile curled up my lips the moment my gaze settled on the deep green foliage that surrounded the whole hill station .The persian blue sky against the whole layer of greenery looked like a beautiful painted picture. A whirlpool of wind again took a turn in my direction and goosebumps started prickling up my bare hands that were only covered in a cut sleeves tank top.
"Holy Guns Aera!! Look, there's a bullfrog here !"
"What the hell are you doing Zyl?" I spatted, keeping a hand on my hips whilst knitting my brows in choler.
Lowering his long eyelashes whilst entwining his hands in front of his torso he looked all cunning cotton balls with a small pout on his lips. I sighed heavily and walked over his form.
"We're already late Zayl. And I'm sure Grums is already home, if she, by any chance saw me driving her car. She'll kill both of us."
"We'll come here again some other day. Remember how we found your other frog in the backyard?" I added, to which he nodded his head with a small smile, and turned around to do his business.
I closed my eyes and leaned against the back of the car. A horn of a car along with a slamming door made me abruptly come to my stances.
A man wearing a grey coloured armani suit came walking in my direction. I cringed at the sight of his blond hair that didn't contrast a bit with the gray coloured suit. His hooded gray eyes met mine the moment he came in front of me. Coking his head in Zylin's direction, he walked towards him with clenched jaw and flared nostrils.
Zylin was again gawking at the same Bullfrog that now hop-skipped changing it's direction whilst making my dear brother to mirror it's action. The process of peeing continued along his action, and soon the liquid excretory product was now on the blonde guys expensive shoes. The action causing my brother pants to drop down his knees revealing small Christmas tree.
Meaning : His small di*k was now on full display!

I face palmed internally seeing the whole ordeal in front of me.
"What the hell." Was the first thing he said with his thick accent in pure lividness. Anger was written all over his aspect in different languages. Diverting his glare towards me he started taking long strides in my direction.
"You miss!" He gesticulated his finger in my direction in a threatening tone.
"You will pay each and every penny of the shoes, your son just spoiled!"

My jaw dropped to underground water when I heard the word Son!.
I'm Sure I was a twenty year old. But mother??
Who the bragging buck is he to call me like that?

"He's not my son you old blonde man!" I shouted in a pure vehement outcry whilst poking my finger on his chest that was covered in the layer of armani suit.
"Do you know how much do these shoes cost ?" He gestured his finger down the road, following his finger I eyed the shoes that looked a bit similar to the shoes I ordered for Mr. Parker on his fifty fifth birthday.
"6,000 US dol "Hospital Bucket List?" I read out the headlines loud completely confused with the white paper Grummy Bear handed over me.
Right now she was leaning against a fluffy pillow of a hospitals bed, her one hand occupying a tv remote, while the other was cupping her chin. Her eyes dreamy with slight blush on her cheeks with whatsoever she was watching, following her gaze I cocked my head towards the tv.

Blood creapt my cheeks in slits of seconds when my eyes registered the movie Notebook being played on the small tv at the corner of the room. It was the scene where Allie and Noah, were kissing each other in rain.
God! Why do I always have to blush like that? Who the duck blush like that at 20?

I directed my gaze in complete mortification towards my grandmother who's eyes were still glued on the television. "So what's with the list?"
"Grumpy Bear!" I voiced again in a clipped tone stressing more over the 'grumpy' word.
Just like how rabbit ears turns up in alert, her ears worked up, and soon her eyes pinned off from the movie and met mine.
"Aeragadda Ruselle! How many times I have to remind you it's Gummy NOT Grumpy!"

I cringed at my complete name kept by my late great Grandfather.
"And, how many times I told you not to call me by my Full Name!" I snapped stressing more on 'full name'.

Ignoring my rebel she flipped her shoulder length sleek blonde hairs behind her shoulder just how a head cheerleader do. I should have been jealous of her smooth silky hair that reached just above her slender shoulders. Even in her late fifties she still have a pitied toned form that made her look as if she's in her early thirties.
"Ok my fluffy Gummy Bears! So what's with the list?" I drawn my voice with a sheepish smile whilst repeating my previous quest.
"That." Her eyes eying the paper, and a ghost of a smile curled up her ivory lips.
"That is a bucket list I want to complete in the three months stay of the hospital."

The moment those words left her lips I internally groaned on her fervour condunct.
"God!" I exclaimed dropping my head on the mattress in complete exasperation which earned me a spat on my head. She have this weird things to experience for which I've been appointed these years.
"Stop being dramatic and read the list loud." Her threatening tone making me rewind the words she just spoke.
"What? You can't be serious! Three months? How's that possible, it's just a minor fracture!" I condemned sitting straight with my eyes creasing down in disapproval.
And yes, she did had a minor fracture in her left leg knee. Yesterday when me and Zylin reached home, she was sprawled on the hallways couch moaning in pain. Seeing her we both panicked, and called our neighbour Mr Patric. The fifty five years old aged man soon came, and we took her to the hospital. When we asked what was the cause of her broken knee, she just kept quiet ignoring our quests. Me and Zylin driving her car was totally forgotten. After reaching hospital, doctors said it's just a minor fracture in her knee.

"Yes, three whole month." She replied sternly,
"I've reached fifty years Aera. We old people take long time for recovery."
"What about me and Zylin ?" I queried doing a happy dance in my head.
Finally we can drive her car anywhere!

"Aera!"

We will be home alone. *squeals*

"Aera come out of your dreams."

We can- Oh my gawd! We can play scary house, lurking shadow-*jumps off the cliff*

"Aeragadda!" Grums shouted near my ear making me come out of my moonland.

"I know, I can totally understand Gums!
We both can manage on our own. And I'll take care of your Cupcake Bakery too!" I fake sympathized keeping my aspect as innocent as I can.
And I'll eat few cupcakes. *evil grin*.

"Come down to earth you moony head!"Rolling her eyes at my demeanour she added. "You both will stay with my brother who recently shifted here with his son."

"What!" I exclaimed totally aggravated with the new ordeal. "You just can't send us to anyone house who we didn't even know we e Heard that eyes can bury you under ground, but ever heard that eyes do have capability of creating violent commotion inside you?

Well, standing at the entrance of the Exotic mansion all my eyes could register was the storm that was capable of blowing me hard enough that my short forehead started sweating even in the cold air conditioning hall.
With a straight face I didn't wander my gaze around like I should, rather my eyes were staring into the glimpse of tempest in the person standing right in front of me.
His less charcoal gray eyes staring me as if one second he'll haunt me down like Edward Cullen in twilight, but the devastating fact was I was no Bella but Victoria whose blood is really important to be sucked by the person slaying me with his looks.
Blonde hairs that were supposed to be neatly combed were all messed up, his sunless eyes speaking volumes even with his lips sealed in a thin line. His diamond carved jaw clenched as if kept for operating his mouth that should be kept sealed because all those lips would ooze is fire. He was standing near the big dining table wearing a grey coloured suit with a white shirt underneath whose few front buttons were opened displaying a tattoo on his right pale chest that read something like 'biblical' which I perceived to be Biblical Sinner. The thought of his name made me come out of my extremely intense gaze and I realised we were standing on the same spot from five minutes.
Diverting my stare from him I cocked my head to right to see my brother gawking at the whole big mansion.
At least he got something good to admire, unlike me...



But soon Zylins awe regard settled on the familiar figure, and soon those overwhelmed eyes widened in realisation and his head snapped in my direction in a second to meet my gaze that was already staring him.
I slowly nodded my head and did an eye talk that said 'not to speak anything I'll handle everything'. His eyes still filled with apprehension but still his head managed to give me a curt nod which stiffened when someone cleared their throat.
I thought the intruder would be The Biblical Sinner, but when I followed the source of sound my palpitating heart settled in peace when I realised an old man which I apprehended to be our beloved uncle Thomas as Grums said us about. He was exactly the same my grandmother showed me in the picture.


Unlike Diego Heavens, Thomas Heaven aka my uncle was wearing a black coloured suit. His short fat form with a round shaped stomach kinda made him cute. His round cheeks making his already small eyes narrowed when he gave me a cheeky cute smile.
His name made me to wind back to my old memories when I use to watch 'Thomas and friends' specially his ball belly which actually looks like Thomas face!

Gosh! I so wish I could watch that cartoon again!!

"Hello there to you too!" He greeted in a fervour manner that reminded me of my sport teacher Mr Franklin who died last year in a a road accident.
Well that comparison came out weird...*stiches my mind *

"Umm...Hi uncle Thomas?" I tugged a strand at the back of my ear shyly. (You know just to add a tint of innocence to my already innocent face.)

"Yo!" Zylin greeted with a toothy smile.
"Hello cutie pie!" Uncle gushed like a cheerleader.
Well that again came out really weird because Zylins smile soon dropped and his face twisted in deep confusion.
"Cutie pie?" He voiced his thoughts too loudly.
"Uh! Don't you people call cute people 'cutie pie'?" Uncle Thomas smiled proudly whilst nodding his head repeatedly.
"Uh! Sir 'cutie pie' is..." An unknown voice came from Uncles back which made me realise his presence. He was wearing a black suit with built a in physique that actually looked good on his dark complexion. "Sir uh.. cutie pie is not used..." he stifled.
"My first language is Italian so sorry about my English." Uncle Thomas said taking his steps towards us. "Toby here teaches me English."
The information amused me and I internally smiled at the new source