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This really had to be a mistake. I stared at the keys. “We have a car. We don’t need this.”
“I just deliver the cars, girlie.” One more of those and this guy would see a fist, but I resisted the temptation. He dropped the keys in my hand since I hadn’t taken them. “You want to protest delivery, I suggest you take it up with this Callum Montgomery.”
He waved his cohort on, and together, the two got back in their truck. Bru and I were left standing there. Well, I was standing there.
Bru was currently in the fucking car.
He turned the wheel like he was about to take it for a test drive down the speedway. I waved him out. “Come on. I’m putting this thing in the garage.”
“Why?”
I eyed him like it was obvious, waiting until he physically got his ass out of the car so I could get inside. Once he did, I started it up. “Because we have a car, and we don’t need this.”
I accepted this house. Even took the education from Callum because of, well, Bru. We didn’t have anything, and I did want him to have a good life.
This car was just too much though.
Bru’s jaw dropped. “You’re fucking crazy, right?” he stated, but did let me back the thing into the garage beside the Chevelle. The old beater looked laughable beside the luxury vehicle, but that was only in comparison. Dad had taken really good care of the muscle car. Powder blue, it had a sleek finish. There wasn’t even a crack to the paint, and Dad had just gotten new tires put on it. This car was actually one of the only things he did keep up on, making sure we always had wheels.
I supposed that was because he knew he couldn’t hold a job for anything, and after I parked, I got out.
“Sloane, you’re not serious.”
“But I am,” I said, then took his keys too.
He growled. “Callum gave this to us.”
“And we don’t need it. We have a car.”
“Okay, you have a car. But what about me? How am I supposed to get around?”
“I’ll take you anywhere you want to go.” I leaned back against the Audi. “And you can borrow the Chevelle as long as I’m not using it.”
Clearly, I wasn’t joking about this, nor was I moving on the issue. I was still his big sister.
I was still in charge.
“I can’t fucking believe you.” He pouted like a little kid, not the seventeen-year-old he was.
He ground out something
about this whole thing being a joke on his way back inside, but I didn’t care. He could pout all he wanted. We had a car, and this Audi wasn’t it.
Gratefully, my brother and I got to avoid each other during our morning routine. The house was big enough, and we had our separate bathrooms so that made avoiding speaking to each other that much easier.
I didn’t go out of my way to avoid him, but he did. He stomped around like a giant child all morning, which only proved my point that he didn’t need such a nice car. He’d probably total the thing in less than a week.
We drove in silence most of the way to school, my phone prompting us directions on the drive. Callum had gotten us phone plans as well, so that meant we actually got something that wasn’t two to three generations back.
I never minded that. My smart phone got the job done. Bru was playing on his when he got a call.
He looked at me. “It’s Callum.”
I wasn’t surprised. I mean, he was Bru’s guardian, and it was our first day of school. The other students were already a few weeks in, but it was the first day for us being new.
I prompted Bru to put Callum on speaker, and he rolled his eyes at me.
“He called me,” he said, answering, and I almost knocked him across the head. He dodged it. “Hey, Callum. What’s up?”
