There you go, I've been addicted to the song below lately, and what do you know? it fits the situation! Go ahead, read :)
Chapter twenty.
“OH MY GOD! IF I YOU GUYS START A FOOD FIGHT AGAIN I WILL...” I let their imagination do the rest; I can do everything they’re thinking and more. Both Damon and Leah settle down in their seat, sending daggers to each other from their eyes. You’d thought a family meal would be peaceful. Well I have one word for you…bullshit. First it started with glances then it actually turns into a staring competition then glaring then and do you know. They’d actually throw food at each other. Such dogs!
“Stop glaring and eat your food.” I saw something clicked, I swear something did. They both turned to me and flashed a devious smile. What-No no no no no no no no no no no no. Not over my dead body they won’t! Spoonfuls of mashed potatoes flew right towards my face. They have great aim. Ah the chemistry. I swiped off the blob off my face with revenge in plan. Oh yes, revenge sound so sweet. Perhaps the classic would do.
I got up and walked to the fridge with a smile on my face. I mean an evil smile on my face. Heh.
“Want a drink?” I asked both of them and they understood.
“Yea.” They both said in unison and continued their bickering, my smile grew a little bit but they can’t see it since my face was facing them. I took out three cokes, shaking two of them like crazy. They were obviously too distracted by their newly found ‘sibling affection’ to notice. I set their specially prepared coke in front of them and sat in my seat. Leisurely opened mine with a ‘pop’ and took a sip; they saw this and followed soon after.
Only the difference from mine and theirs were, my coke didn’t explode and sprayed its contents right at my face while theirs did. I laughed so hard at their priceless faces, almost feel from my chair. Classic! I laughed, laughed and…laughed till I finally got a grip on myself. Damon had a scowl on his face and said, ‘Not funny Nor.” Oh now he has the guts to be giving me nicknames, ey? I suppose I won’t punish him for that…not! I threw a spoonful of mashed potatoes, landing on his shoulder. Stupid crappy aim!
“The name’s Lenora. L.E.N.O.R.A. You’re still in the trial and error phase in my book. Got it, damsel?” Haha, get it? Damon, damsel? (I’m funny, mind you!) He glared and we started a mashed potato war (even World War II can’t compare!), Leah leaned back going ‘tsk tsk tsk’. So there, we ate in harmony.
After the meal, we all went back to our rooms, Leah staying in mine of course. I went into the bathroom to change into Damon’s shorts and shirt that looked huge on me. When I came out Leah was still on the bed in the same position before I changed, looking forlorn and devastated.
“Okay, spill the beans. I know there’s something going on. How did you get here? Why isn’t Zeke stopping you? Why were you panting earlier?” Leah looked at me before shrugging her shoulders.
“Awful lot of whys…” She said under her breath.
“I want answers, pumpkin.” I stare right into her eyes so I’ll know she’s telling the truth or otherwise.
“I…Zeke…” What did that idiot do to my sister?! I haven’t killed a werewolf before, maybe he’ll be my first?
“What about him? It’s okay, tell me L.” Her eyes were glossy, on the verge of tears. I WILL DEFINITELY KILL HIM! That idiot!
“I f-found him…in bed.” Oh this doesn’t sound good. There’s a ‘but’ isn’t there?
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Twins Of A Heart (in the middle of editing)
Loup-garouTwo sisters fight against their past and conquer their lives standing up on their own feet without being able to trust anyone due to the traumatic incident which led to the death of their parents. So now the question is: Can the sisters remain betro...
