Drive to the Party

As soon as we left the house I hopped into the passengers seat of my sister's car and we started driving. The car ride was long and awkward, neither of us wanted to really speak to each other. Claire and I used to be super close but definitely in recent years we've both be unnecessarily distant to each other. The tension was obvious, so much so it only took five minutes for me to grit my teeth and finally ask her, "Why do you want me to come with you, Claire?"

"Is it weird that I want to spend time with my little brother?" Claire says back deflecting the question.

"Yes, it is in fact. I don't want to point out the obvious but you and me don't really hang out much besides the usual teasing." I retort back.

"Well maybe," she pauses to think, "I wanted to hang out with you to rebuild our relationship, you ever think about that CJ" Claire says back increasing her aggressive tone.

"Don't bullshit me Claire!"

"Well maybe I'm trying to get you laid, like I said I would you fucking virgin"

"Fuck off Claire"

"Fine!" Claire yells back frustrated with the conversation, "I took you so I could get shit faced and not worry about having someone to drive me back."

"Are you fucking serious?"

"What do you want from me CJ?"

"I don't know... Not to use me as your own personal chauffer!"

It was at that moment that we finally parked at the house party, and it was definitely out of my comfort zone. Cars lined the block and people we're drinking and dancing already on the front lawn. I felt my anxiety build up as I looked more and more outside the car. "Listen, I think it's best if we don't talk for the rest of the night, walk home, I don't really give a fuck. But I suggest you go and enjoy yourself," Claire says exiting the car taking the keys with her. And I decide that I'm going to have to suck it up.