All about us

Game and Bet and Cries

"Okay, okay," Bella squinted her eyes even more, as if she was not close yet to the television. Her fingers proly ran around the buttons on the joystick. She jerked her body to the left and right thinking the movement would help the position of the red Ferrari she was 'driving'. Her breathing shorten as she saw the finishing line and

"YES! AHHH!" She jumped off the couch, simultaneously throwing the controller somewhere near. She did a lap around the coffee table before stopping in front of the television. With both of her hands, she hold the edge of the TV, face finally calm as a smile crept it's way to her lips.

"FINALLY!!" She shouted again. "FINALLY!!!" Due to the sudden satisfaction, she jumped to the air as her fists did a little punch repeatedly.

"Oii!" Bella flinched to the sudden interruption. She turned around to be met with 'bed haired' Irene still in her school outfits, head resting on the stairs railing as she sleepily trying to open her eyes.

"Girl why are you so loud?" She asked finally gaining some conscious as she stepped down some more and literally dragged her whole body the the couch. Bella eyed her every action, still grinning creepily earning a frown from the other girl.

"WHAT!" Irene asked a little bit irritated. Bella chuckled and hopped her way to the couch, bouncing the cushion as she plopped herself next to her friend.

"Nothing babe, I finally break your racing record. I got 1 minute and 47seconds for the 3 laps race." She said, sounding very innocent to the point Irene almost couldn't catch what was happening when suddenly she bursted out.

"WHAT?!" She shouted. Bella covered her ears on instant. Irene stood up abruptly, marching her way to the TV which was still showing the time Bella raced with a big 'RECORD BROKE' in the middle. Swiftly she glanced towards Bella before facing the TV, almost crying.

Bella stood up to her feet before walking towards the almost lifeless girl. She wrap her arms around the others shoulder as she released a fake sad sigh. "I'm sorry Irene. I got my competitive mode taking over me today so I thought, why not let it out here. In this game. It felt so good. VERY good."

Irene stayed silent. She was speechless about the new record. It was only a few seconds ahead of her time which didn't help her gaming ego. "Let's race," she whispered. "You and me, 1 to 1, losers massage the winner's feet." Bella removed her arms from the girl's shoulder and pointed her chin, thinking deeply about the bet.

Then, she smirked.

"Deal."

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"Urghhh! Fcking TURTLE!" Irene groaned and threw the controller on the couch she sat on as her tiny feet stomped the carpeted floors. Bella on the other hand smirked evilly and crossed both her arms and legs as she looked at her friend expectantly.

Irene turned her head towards the dark haired girl, face still flushed due to her frustration. "WHAT?" She yelled when Bella looked at her with a smug grin on her face.

Bella chuckled and shook her head. "You're still the same. You will never accept defeat aren't you?" She asked, amused. Irene huffed and plopped her butt back on the couch next to the girl. Lips pouting and eyes were slowly welling a pool of tears.

"Oh no no no," Bella shifted from her seat and scooted closer to Irene. Her hands automatically found their way on the back of Irene's neck before pulling her into a hug, Irene's face stuck on her left collarbone. Bella mindlessly rub her friend's back while trying to sooth her.

Irene cried. Although Bella wanted to laugh at her friend's antics, she kept it to herself. The Irene she knew would never let anyone beat her in a game. Especially racing games. By hook or by crook, she needed to be the winner.

At least not for now.

After a while, Irene finally stopped sobbing but stayed embraced in Bella's arms which wrapped tightly around her small figure. Hate to admit, but she felt very comfortable staying there. And if only she could force her sobs, she would prefer crying till the next day.

"It's okay," she whispered. "It's just a stupid game," Bella kept on comforting the other girl even though she stopped crying minutes ago. They stayed there, both enjoying the warmth from each other.

"And a stupid bet," she continued. "Or not," she frowned.

"I'm sorry," Irene smiled against her collarbone. "I'm sorry for crying," she laughed making Bella smiled. "Are you going to take back the bet?" Irene asked with her famous puppy eyes that never failed to work on Izzy and Hanna.

Slowly Bella broke the hug and faced her, still smiling sweetly as her fingers reached to wipe the tears stained on Irene's cheeks. "It's not your fault. I know the feeling when you're too frustrated. You don't have to be sorry for crying." She said softly.

Irene slumped her shoulders and nodded weakly. "I know," she started. "But it's embarrassing!" Irene let out, her face suddenly turned crimson red and Bella finally bursted out laughing loudly. Too loud that Irene thought their neighbors might heard her.

"YAAA ISABELLE DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH AT ME!" Irene shouted and Bella hopped off the couch and sprinted her ways to her bedroom.

"You still need to massage my feet! It's a bet, baby! Bet is still a bet!" Bella yelled from upstairs.

"Never! Take it back! Take it back!"

"Never!" She mimicked. "Don't worry, I washed my feet when I took a shower this morning!" She yelled again before finally shutting her door closed with a 'clicked' sound.

Irene on the other hand still sat silently on the couch as she eyed Bella vanishing through the stairs and to her safe place. She smiled fondly and shook her head. She loved that brat so much although she would not admit it. Bella, Izzy, Hanna, they're HER brats.

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