Chores

Coming into the apartment Bailey went right away to take a few of his pills, he had tried to distance himself mentally from the fact that Candi was his only real friend right now. Doing so just brought to mind how attractive the barely legal blonde girl was, who had a habit of hugging and touching him. Mommy is my girlfriend, but that hardly counts right now with how we have to act. At least she does things to make him know she cares, but they couldn’t act on anything. God he missed fucking her… Bailey shook his head deciding thinking of sex was not the best train of thought when he was going to go to a waterpark with Candi and Jeremy. Thank the heavens Jeremy than August. Another person he didn’t want to think about with how Aunt Megan had made him tease the boy and Miss April’s instructions. It was horrible and so was the idea that over the summer he might have to keep dating the boy. “Whatcha thinkin about?” Bailey turned around, putting the second pill bottle back down on his dresser, to see Candi leaning on the doorframe to his room. “Nothing really.” Bailey giggled a little nervously, not wanting to mention any of the thoughts going through his head. “I space out too, but we need to like get cleaning so we can go go go.” Bailey nodded and started to head toward his friend thinking about starting to dust when he suddenly remembered he was allowed to get to his clothes now. “Yeah, but like first I need to do laundry and ahh its in my Mommy’s room.” Tilting her head to the side just a fraction Candi looked at Bailey with confusion. “Why are your clothes in there? Oh, you mean you have to wash you and Mom’s clothes. Got it.”

“Well not like exactly, I didn’t wash anything last week so she took my clothes away, but said I could have them back. And like are you going to call her Mom when it is just the two of us?” Bailey could swear he saw a tinkle in her eye when she nodded vigorously to the question. “Also we like need to plan and like think about what we can do to make the wedding trip more romantic. Any ideas?” Bailey shook his head, the two weren’t going to fall in love just because they went to a wedding, but he sure wasn’t going to try and help it happen and for this he had the best excuse to get out it and any future planning sessions. “I’m like not good at planning and stuff, you think on it and like I’m going to get my clothes.” With that Bailey left his room to go grab his white and pink hamper. Coming into his old bedroom Bailey saw his hamper off to the side and Derrick’s suitcase. He grumbled a little walking past it, hating that he left his clothes here while he didn’t have a stitch of male clothing. Bailey’s eyes went wide as his mind went over that and turned back to look at the suitcase. His fingers touched the fabric of the purple cotton summer dress, and tried to remember what his old clothes felt like. Bailey bit his lower lip for a moment before deciding to go ahead with his idea, it wouldn’t hurt anyone and it would only be for a second or two. PIcking the suitcase up he put it on the bed and unzipped the case and smile came to his face as he looked down inside. Bailey’s long nailed fingers trailed over the article of clothing, till his fingers stopped on a blue and white checkered button up shirt. Pulling the shirt out Bailey slipped his arms into the sleeves, it was much too large for him and he had to rolled the sleeves up. He didn’t wear button up shirts often, but given the option he would wear one with a tie everyday if it meant he didn’t need to wear another dress.

“Hey sis I’m going to start…” Candi’s voice trailed off as she saw Bailey in her Mom’s room, standing next to the bed that had her Daddy’s suitcase open and she was wearing one of his shirts. “It like totally isn’t what it looks like!” Bailey said without thinking what it actually looked like. Walking into the room Candi went up to her friend, amused that she thought she would get in trouble for putting on one of her Daddy’s shirts. “Its like okay, I haven stolen one of his shirts before too.” She said reaching forward and bunching up the ends at the bottom of the shirt and tying them. “There you go, but I think I know why you opened up his suitcase and I love the idea.” Bailey looked down at the opened suitcase and then to himself, still wearing the man’s shirt over his dress. “Ahh you do?” Candi smiled and took another button up shirt from the case. “Putting some of his clothes in the drawers and closet is an amazing idea and I can’t blame you for wanting to put on one of his shirts. I steal this gray sweater he has at home when he is gone sometimes when I miss him.” Bailey shook his head and started to untie the knot Candi had made. “I totally don’t miss him!” Trying to untie the knot frantically wasn’t getting him anywhere, but he stopped when Candi put her hand on top of his. “Says the girl wearing his shirt. Leave it on, it looks cute over your dress like that.” What could he say, no I was putting it on because I miss wearing male clothing? No he couldn’t and he wasn’t sure what else to say other than denying her accusation again. Bailey opened one of the drawers on the dresser, the lack of weight as he pulled on the wooden handled told him it was empty, but still part of him expected to see his clothes inside. They had all been taken away and now it sat empty awaiting this… all of this to be over, yet instead of his own clothes filling it up he placed inside some of Derrick’s clothes. He wasn’t even completely sure why he was going along with what Candi said.

“Do, do you think maybe we shouldn’t like do this?” Candi stepped out from the closet, holding a few hangers. “I mean like we shouldn’t do this.” Slipping the hanger into one of the shirt, Candi spotted the empty drawer, or almost empty drawer now that Bailey had started to fill it. “Don’t like second guess yourself, this is perfect and it looks like your Mom may have already thought about this herself if she made room in her dresser.” Bailey shook his head, she didn’t empty them out, she had just left them empty for him. “No… like the drawers are empty for me.” HIs brain caught up with his mouth a second later. “I mean like… ah.” Candi smiled and handed her friend another article of clothing. “Oh I get it, so you have been planning this and already started making room in her dresser. I love how you think sis, you shouldn’t second guess yourself so much. Don’t like listen to people when they say you aren’t smart, this was a great idea!” Bailey took the undershirt that was handed to him, looked down at it and then back to Candi. “I’m like not dumb.” Picking up the shirt she had just put on the hanger Candi stepped toward the closet and gave Bailey a wink. “I know and like I’m not either, we just think different and it isn’t like our fault that we forget stuff sometimes.” Bailey sighed and went back to unloading the suitcase feeling defeated and just wanting to get it over with so he could finish the chores he didn’t want to do.

Soon enough Bailey had his clothes in the washer and between him and Candi the chores were completed. “Right then, all done. Time for us to have some fun in the sun!” Bailey scrunched up his face looking at her, hating to tell her he wasn’t done yet. When cleaning up he saw his math workbook on the table and knew he had to do a page of that and other things. “What, did we forget something?” Bailey wobbled his head side to side at the question. “For me, kind of. I have to do a page from my math workbook and I have to do my ballerina exercises.” Candi leaned a little closer, not sure she heard the last part right as her friend’s voice grew softer. “What was that?” Feeling a blush come to his cheeks Bailey looked away from Candi, embarrassed to have to do the exercise let alone say it out loud. “I have to do my math workbook so like I don’t fall behind in school.” Candi nodded, understanding and super happy she didn’t have homework over summer break. “I heard that, but you said something else.” Bailey didn’t answer at first, just letting the silence drag out and refusing to look at the teen girl. “Are you like hiding something from me? I bet I can get you to tell me if I tickle you.” Looking up at Candi, Bailey shook his head, but it was too late. Candi had wrapped one arm around Bailey and with the other attacked his side with her fingers, lightly brushing him and moving up to his armpit. He tried to squirm away from her and unable to help himself laugh. “Stop…stop!” Bailey cried out as he hit one of the chairs next to the table and fell to the floor, Candi going with him, continuing her ****. Unable to get away from her, Bailey returned the aggression. Trying a spot he knew Mommy was ticklish, on the back on her knee. The sudden jolk from her told Bailey he had found the right spot and tried again. “Hey, no fair!” Candi called out starting to laugh along with her friend as the two struggled on the floor. Less than a minute later the two were laying on their backs, breathing heavily next to one another. Moving to her side Candi poked Bailey gently on his side giving a large smile. “So like what are you hiding?”

Looking up at the ceiling Bailey took another large breath of air, he had been so worked up he had continued to laugh after her attacks had stopped. “Aunt Megan has me do exercise for my feet. She calls them ballerina exercises, she like says it helps with wearing heels.” Moving to her knees, then her feet Candi held her hand out for Bailey. “That sounds awesome, show me!” A moment later Bailey and Candi were outside the apartment on the stairs doing calf raises. “How does this help with wearing heels?” Bailey shrugged his shoulders. “Not a clue, but she says like do this so I do.” Candi raised herself up on her step a few steps below Bailey. “Well it must be like working because you kept your heels on all last night and it is doing great things for your ass girl.” Bailey tried to look behind himself to see what she was talking about, doing so caused the knot in the overly large shirt to come undone, and allowing Candi to see the damage to the shirt. “Bailey…” Candi said pointing to one of the button holes on the shirt that was ripped much wider. “Oh fudge!” Bailey said grabbing the shirt, he had worn this shirt for just over an hour and had destroyed it. “Maybe it happened when we fell down.” Taking a few steps up to the landing Bailey put his fists on his hips, doing his best to not stab himself in the palms with his nails. “I fell, you totally pushed me!” Candi shook her head and puffed out her cheeks for a moment as she stomped up the steps to Bailey, reminding her friend that she was slightly taller. “I did no such thing, I was tickling you. But I guess it doesn’t matter… Daddy’s shirt is still ruined. Do you or your Mom know how to sow?” Bailey shook his head, the closet thing was Aung Megan with her crocheting. “Guess Daddy will just one less shirt, its like okay he has lots. Just hold it out so I can take a photo and show him.” Bailey waived his hands in the air between him and Candi. “NO, no, no, not going to happen.” Trying to give her friend the best reassuring smile she could, Candi pulled out her phone. “He wont be mad I promise. Now hold still and try to look upset.” Grumpily Bailey did as he was told, it was easy looking upset, it was a very real emotion.

Candi: So like, Hi Daddy!

Candi: I know you are still in the air, but like as you can see in the photo Bailey was wearing one of your shirts because she missed you and we were playing and well… you need a new shirt Daddy.

Candi: Bailey promises to buy you a new one though, please don’t be angry!

Daddy: Actually I already landed and I’m waiting on my bag.

Daddy: I did like that shirt

Daddy: Mandy told me what happened at the DMV

Daddy: I”m super happy for you honey, we will have to celebrate when I get back, but did Bailey really put my shirt on when you got back to her apartment?

Candi: She did

Daddy: Okay, toss it in the trash and if she wants to make it up to me with getting me another one I would feel honored to receive such a gift.

Candi: OMG thank you Daddy!

Daddy: Sweetheart, it sounds like she might be taking earlier today hard. If you could, please try and cheer her up and don’t mention the shirt to her mom.

Candi: We are going to the water park, so I don’t think I will have to try hard.

Daddy: I love you, stay safe and call me if you need anything.

Candi: Love you too!

“So good news, we don’t have to worry about the shirt all you have to do is buy him a new one.” Bailey looked down at the ripped shirt and frowned, going out and buying things was much easier before when he had access to his bank account. “I umm don’t have any money.” Tapping her index finger to her lip Candi thought. “Well we could try and get you a summer job, oh oh I bet you could work like the ice cream stand at the water park! But it is just a shirt, I bet you could get one with your allowance.” Bailey frowned thinking about how he had a chore list now and didn’t even get an allowance, not that he wanted one. The idea of a twenty five year old man getting an allowance was bad enough. He just needed access to their joint account, and heck he needed to go online tonight and pay a few bills anyways, he could take care of it then. “I don’t get an allowance, but I will like think of something.” Candi nodded, feeling a little bad as she had just remembered how Daddy had mentioned the Bests not having have a lot of extra money. “We will think of something, I promise sis.”