The Tampon Tantrum: How My Brother's Toxic Girlfriend Exposed Herself Chapter 2

[Alright, both of you say a little less. It's late, Mom and Dad are sleeping. Stop arguing in the chat.]

Only then did Emma back down, and the group chat finally went quiet.

A little while later, Liam came home.

He handed me the tampons and explained what happened.

Apparently, he had been on FaceTime with Emma while checking out. Eagle-eyed Emma spotted the tampons in his cart and immediately interrogated him.

He explained they were for me, and without noticing the shift in her mood, he hung up to pay for his groceries.

By the time he checked his phone again, we were already at each other's throats.

"Sis, I apologize on Emma's behalf. Don't take it to heart."

I took a deep breath, patted his shoulder, and gave him a subtle warning. "You might want to evaluate your girlfriend's character a bit more closely."

Liam pushed his glasses up and quickly defended her. "Sis, Emma is actually a really sweet person. It's just because she recently got pregnant. Her hormones are making her unstable and extra sensitive. That's why she blurted out all that nonsense. Don't hold it against her. I'm actually bringing her over tomorrow to meet Mom and Dad. Once you meet her, you'll see."

Since Liam put it that way, I didn't say anything else. My cramps were agonizing anyway, so I didn't dwell on the drama. I washed up and went straight to sleep.

I didn't expect to be woken up the next morning by frantic, aggressive knocking on my door.

I checked the time. It was barely 7:00 AM.

Groggy, I opened the door and saw a girl in a tube top and a tight mini-skirt, standing with her arms crossed, glaring at me.

"Who are you?" I asked, confused.

The girl's face instantly dropped. She rolled her eyes at me and barged straight into the living room.

That's when it clicked. This was Emma.

Wow. Coming over as a guest and acting like this right off the bat? And Liam said she was a "sweet person"?

I rolled my eyes, walked into the bathroom, and started brushing my teeth. Through the door, I overheard Emma complaining to Liam.

"She knew I was visiting your family for the first time today, and she didn't even wait at the door to greet me. She's actually sleeping in? Is she a lazy pig?"

Standing there with a mouth full of toothpaste, I really wanted to march out and slap her across the face.

Wait at the door to greet her? Who did she think she was? The Queen of England?

Did her arrival bring glory to our humble home?

If that wasn't enough, she called me a pig. Did she have zero social filter?

But she didn't seem to realize how rude she was being, and just kept running her mouth.

"And your parents! They're nowhere to be seen. It's obvious your family doesn't respect me at all."

"Who said that? It's just because you came over so early!" Liam coaxed her while peeling a lychee for her. "And my sister wasn't feeling well, so she slept in. As for my parents, they knew you were coming, so they woke up at the crack of dawn to go to the farmers market to buy fresh seafood for you. They just aren't back yet."

Emma happily ate the fruit. By the time I changed my clothes and walked out, my parents had returned.

Seeing Emma, they gave a simple, polite greeting and went straight to the kitchen to prep the food.

I could tell their attitude was cold.

They were early risers, which meant they had definitely seen Emma's unhinged texts in the group chat from last night. They clearly didn't have a good impression of her.

But for Liam's sake, they didn't make it too obvious.

I didn't want to look at her either, so I headed toward the kitchen to help.

Surprisingly, Emma grabbed my arm, acting incredibly sweet and affectionate.