OCEAN EYES

Chapter 8: 8-ball charades

(( Alexander's POV ))

Alexander would be off to the behind the counter area, to behind a door to an outdoor courtyard. The courtyard would have locals from the town playing cards, sharing stories etc.

Classical jazz music would be performed by a man with a strange maroon hat and a black and tie suit.

Alexander would look around as he'd see his father slumped in a car all alone. Alexander would walk behind him pulling out a chair to sit beside him.

(( Irebellas POV ))

On the other hand Irebella looked like a fish out of water. She was lost, confused and didn't know where Alexander had disappeared to or why he had.

She's spot Brandon in the distance working on the coffee machine as she'd walk up to him with a smile on her face she'd then say.

(( Brandon and Irebella's POV))

" Hi there Brandon! I really badly need a favor, I've seem to have lost Alexander. One moment he was finishing his meal the next he heads to the back of the cafe? I'm so confused! "

Irebella would sound worried yet curious at the same time. Brandon would laugh as he'd then say.

" Hello there Irebella, don't worry everything's fine no need to work yourself up. Alexander's gone out the back most likely to see.. "

Brandon would stop as he'd realise he wasn't out the back having a  smoke like he normally does instead he would be talking to his father, as it was a Tuesday afternoon and his father was the type of customer to come in 2 hours before close.

Irebella would be confused why Brandon stopped speaking mid way through sentence as she'd say, " So? where is he! "

Brandon would pause, " fine I'll tell you. Let's just say Alexander is out the back most likely talking to his.. "

Irebella would say, " His what?! "

Brandon would reply with, " his father. Look if your going out the back play it cool, trust me! If you don't play it cool your toast.. "

Brandon would smile as he'd say, " I have to get back to the coffee machine, these coffees don't make themself but trust me, play it cool. "

Irebella would gulp as she'd then wave goodbye to Brandon before she'd then find the outside area.

(( Alexander and Willam's POV ))

Alexander's father otherwise known as William would be started as he'd say, " Gee kid. You scared me! What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to stay away from this damn place. "

Alexander would laugh, " William, I'm just wondering if you would play some 8-ball charades against me? You wouldn't turn me down even if you wanted to. "

William would scratch his head, " you know what fine. If you beat me ill buy you a schooner of calton dry. "

Alexander would take a deep breathe, " Deal. if I loose I assume i have to do the same for you. Am I correct. "

William would nod. Alexander would nod as the both of them would set up the triangle to start the game of pool ( 8-ball ).

The pool table was green with a dark brown wooden frame. There was an overhead light that created lighting above the pool table since the surrounding of the bar was both dark but also had records on the walls, people talking in the distance and a boombox in the background playing the song, ' Glory Box by- Portishead '