Frozen(71)

Justin rubbed his jaw. "Me last fight with him was five years ago. He's perfected throwing a decent punch since then it seems."

I snorted as I lay my head on the counter top.

Justin smacked my back with his hand. "I've never seen you like this over a girl."

"She's not just some girl, man," I stated. "It's Neala."

Sean nudged me. "Your Neala Girl?"

Yeah.

My Neala Girl.

"Yeah, she's mine," I said and sat up straight. "I need to make this right... but I don't know how."

Both of the lads patted my shoulders.

"We'll help you, bro," Justin said.

I inwardly smiled.

I sighed, "How?"

We all sat and thought about it for a few minutes, then Sean snapped his fingers. "You have to get her on her own - you won't get her full attention in a room full of people."

I rolled my eyes. "She won't leave her apartment. How they hell can I get her on her own when she won't speak to me?" I asked.

That sent us into another few minutes of silence as we thought.

"I've got it," Justin said. "We can trick her to come out-"

"Do you remember what happened when you deceived her? I'm sure you do, it was only last week. You trapped her in a house with me for days," I cut Justin off with a growl.

Justin frowned. "That wasn't just me, man.... And we all said sorry about that."

I shook my head and looked at my half full pint of beer, I didn't even want to drink it anymore. I came here to drown my sorrows, but no matter how much I drank I still couldn't escape the way I felt. I pushed the pint away.

"It's New Years Eve... what if we get her to come to the party here tonight?" Sean suggested.

I looked to him and deadpanned, "If she won't come out of her apartment, then she won't come here."

Sean grinned and smirked. "You leave that to me. I'll get her here, you just make sure you head home and that you're all clean up and ready to lay everything on the line for her. You got that?"

I raised my eyebrow and looked to Justin who shrugged his shoulders.

I looked back to Sean and decided what the hell? Who better to help me win Neala over than her own brother?

"I got it," I said with a firm nod.

I just prayed whatever Sean had planned would work because one way or the other I was starting the New Year with my Neala Girl in my life as my girl.

I wouldn't settle for anything less than her heart.





"Neala?"

Uh.

"Neala. I know you're in there open the door. Please."

Go away.

"Neala!" my mother's voice shouted. "Please, open the door."

I shot up from my bedroom when my mother's voice rose to one of panic. I envisioned something horribly wrong with her so without a second thought I ran from my bedroom, down my hallway and pulled my front door wide open.

"Ma?" I said with worry laced throughout my tone.

I blinked when my brother stood before me and not my mother.

I was confused.

I was sure I heard my mother's voice.

"Where's Ma? I heard her," I said.

Sean gnawed on his lower lip before he lifted up his arm and pressed on the screen of his iPhone.

"Neala?" my mother's voice played from the phone.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion then looked to Sean who shrugged his shoulders and pocketed his phone.

"I knew you wouldn't open the door to anyone but our distressed mother," he said.

Bastard!

He tricked me.

I snarled at him and tried to slam my door shut in Sean's face, but he halted the process by throwing his body between the door and doorframe making it impossible for me to close the door.

"Get. Out!" I snapped.

Sean grunted in pain, "No, we need to talk."

The hell we do.

"I don't care for a single word you have to say, you piece of shite!" I bellowed and lifted my hand and proceeded to slap Sean's head.

He yelped, "Neala, stop it! That hurts! Ow!"

Feel pain you fucker.

"No! You deserve everything you get you lousy excuse for a brother," I said then fell backward onto my arse when Sean burst through the door and fell face forward onto the floor next to me.

Ha-ha-fucking-ha!

"That hurt," Sean murmured.

I glared at him. "I'm glad."

"You're the dark lord of evil," he groaned.

I evilly grinned. "And some day I'll rule the Earth."

Sean groaned as he rolled over onto his back. We were silent as he laid next to me and stared up at the ceiling. I was looking upward too, but only because I didn't want to turn my head and see his stupid face.

"This is breaking and entering, you know?" I grunted.

Sean snorted, "You're me sister."

"So? I don't want you here, so it still counts as breaking and entering," I said as I sat upright, groaning as a slight pain radiated up and down my arse from the impact of hitting the floor when I fell. I got to my feet and placed both hands on my behind and rubbed the pain away. I looked down at my brother and rolled my eyes.