Harshly Misjudged

“Ah, coffee. Can I have one, please?” Beatrice asked me.

“Of course. How are you today, Beatrice?” I questioned her.

“Rough night dear. More attacks.” That was when Beatrice noticed Brooke was there.

“It’s ok Betty, we have sorted everything out. There is nothing to worry about between us.” Brooke said to Beatrice. She must have worried about my reaction to her and Derek. Derek walked into the kitchen, smiling at me. He really seemed happy to be with me. He came over, wrapping his hands around my waist kissing my cheek.

“Mind if I have one as well, little one?”

“Sure babe. When is everyone getting here, and who is cooking breakfast?” I asked them, because I wouldn’t mind cooking, actually. It had been a while, and I wanted to thank everyone.

“Well, now, the party starts when we are here.” Came a voice from behind us.

“Soph, this is Lars and Zac. My closest friends.” Derek said to me.

“Umm, and what about me?” Brooke said, pretending to be hurt by what Derek had said.

“Hey Soph, I’m Za