The Kiss Of Midnight

Chapter Three;

The BlackBird Mansion is as its always been. Beautiful and luxurious, but still simple; comfortable. The same pictures lining the white walls that shine bright as if they were just cleaned. The hard wood floor squeaks beneath our feet as we make our way through the living room and into a huge archway leading into an even bigger room; the kitchen. The color scheme drastically changes here, having this room is Mrs. Blackbirds favorite room. The dark wood cabinets and marble countertops lining the walls and island in the middle.

Their mother is standing behind the island with her black apron on, and a green dress beneath it. She smiles as she sees her sons walk in, a sigh of joy and relief as she sees them. Her eyes lock to mine and her smile drops, but only for a moment before she says my name.

"Aleksandra?" She takes a step back as if she was generally surprised to see me back in her home. She reaches up and pulls over the apron string that is around her neck and places her apron on the counter. "Oh dear." Mrs. BlackBird says as she walks around the island and through the boys, wrapping her arms around me in a tight but comfortable embrace.

"I am so sorry to hear of your grandmother." She pauses as she pulls away from the hug to look me over. "My, have you grown." Mrs. BlackBird says as she runs her hand down my hair, smiling softly. "Come. Try this." She takes my hand and leads me past Joseph, Thomas and Theo, right to the island where she stood moments ago.

"I'm trying a new dish for their father. I think he'll like it, but you always need a second opinion." She picks up a small cupcake and hands it to me. I hesitate for a moment as I look it over. It is small and yellow with a tiny bit of icing on top. Not knowing if my stomach could handle it or not, I take a small bite out and feel something inside it. Looking to the other piece I see a little red object; a strawberry. I chew it up and place the rest of the cupacke down on a napkin.

"It's good, yeah." I see her smile brightly as if I was Gordan Ramsey himself testing it.

"Alright mom, Leksa has been drinking and I don't think she's finished yet." I hear Joseph say behind me.

"Of course she isn't. She could drink us all under the table and she'd still be standing." Thomas chimes in.

"Let's go then." I tell them as I look from one brother to next, locking eyes with Theo's at the end. He smirks lightly as he looks behind me to the open door way to our right.

"You know the way." He says as Thomas and Joseph begin to walk in that direction. I turn around and head that way, Theo walking beside me. Infront of us I can hear one of them yell to the other to turn on the music, the other two further down the hall then us. We reach a huge open door and step inside the large dark room. The bar counter still tucked in the corner, the old pool table sitting where I saw it last. A new couch and chair though.

"Whatcha want Leksa?" I hear Joseph ask as I look around the room.

"You got Jack and coke?" I question lightly as I walk around the large room.

"You know it." Joseph says as he starts to grab a tall glass and the liquor from the shelf below the bar. I see him bring out the coca-cola and pour a shot into a shot glass, pouring it into my drink. He pours again but a little over half way and again pours it into my drink, topping the rest with the cola. Thomas makes his own drink and Theo does the same.

"Thank you." I say before taking a sip of my newly poured drink. The cold liquid rushing down my throat, followed along by a not too harsh taste of the liquor. "It's good." I smile softly to him before taking another sip. Just as I was about to say something, rain begins to softly tap the glass window to my right. I forget to check the weather for the next week that I am going to be here; even though it didn't bother me.