Chapter 6

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"God, please drink that beer! Don't casterate me!" I hear Dalton mutter, but pleadingly.

I giggle and say "If I were you...I'd shut the fuck up." sipping my beer.

"I told you I love you and this is what I get?! 'Oh, Belle this is a bad time...but I slept with your cousin!' I mean come on? How much of an idiot are you?!" Belly says, her face slowly growing redder, as she walks towards him, hands clinched into fists.

I jump up running over to the pantry, "Wait! Wait! Wait!" I yell yanking the for open, "Pause, for a sec! If your gonna beat his ass...I need popcorn!"

They both look at me shocked, but bursts into laughter.

"I wasn't gonna beat his ass, but alright." Belly says smiling at me. Seeing her smile, makes me smile.

"What?! Your not?!" Dalton says. Pure shock washing over his face.

"If you don't shut they hell up I am!" Belly and I say, in unison. We start laughing again, as I put the popcorn in the microwave, and press start.

"Da....dam....damn!" He says, holding a pillow in front of his face, "Not the face, its a masterpiece!" He falls over sideways, the pillow still covering his face.

"Shut the fuck up!" We both yell again, laughing harder, as the microwave dongs done.

"God Dalton! You're an idiot!" Belly says, trying to sound mad, but even from turned around I can tell she's smiling.

I grab the bag, and shake it a few times, ripping it open. I run back to the couch, and sit on top of the back rest part, my ass pressing against the wall, and lean forwards.

I toss a piece of popcorn into the air, catching it in my mouth, then stare at Belly still standing in the middle of my living room hands on her hips, and dumbass Dalton with the pillow still covering his face, leaning over the edge of the recliner.

I lean back against the wall, pop another piece of popcorn in my mouth, prop up my bare tan feet, wiggle my bright blue painted toe nails, smile, act like I'm pushing play on a remote, while saying, "Okay, resume!"

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