There's a Rebel in My Bed! [✓]

2. Cinderfella

                                             There’s a Rebel in My Bed!

                                              Chapter 2 – Cinderfella

                      Song of the Chapter: Kiss the Girl (Sebastian – The Little Mermaid)

                                            My ode to classic Disney. Ten Disney references. 

                                                                  

See if you can find them all!

 “You’re dead Hollister.” K hissed menacingly towards Jacob, inching closer around the table towards him.

Jacob’s smirk only added to Ks anger and before I could blink he stopped half way around the table and leaped across it.

In one quick swooped, their bodies connected. The contents on the table flew in the air, spilling over onto the floor and their holders smashing on impact with the ground.

“Stop it you two!” I yelled but stood frozen in one single position. My words proved futile. The boys began went from rolling around and cussing at one another to throwing punches. K – who was on top of Jacob rained punches down on him. Jacob, used his hands to deflect every single one of them and half way through, used his feet to push K off of him.

K slammed against the edge of the table, letting out a grunt but regained his stance. Jacob got up off the floor.

K gritted his teeth and spat at his adversary who showed just as much disdain for his opponent. Just before they could charge each other Chris flew into the room and stood between the fiery males.

“Get a hold on yourselves you jackasses!” he shouted, using both of his hands to hold the boys by placing it on their chests. “You’re scaring people.”

The flare in both of their eyes simmered down when they looked over to me, still frozen in place.

“Evan?” Jacob whispered with soft eyes.

I tried to speak but I couldn’t. I’ve never seen this side of either of them and it was frightening.

“Evan?” Jacob repeated, this time he moved from the other boys and slowly crept over to me. K’s face remained intense and locked on Jacob’s movements. With a clenched jaw, he moved Chris’ hands from him and practically raised hell with his boisterous stomps out the kitchen door.

My glassy eyes moved back from Ks retreating figure to Jacob’s dominating one, set right in front of me with a look of puppy dog innocence set so gently in his sapphire eyes. “Why would you do something like that when you know my mother is right here?”

He clenched his jaw and lowered his gaze to the ground. “I-I don’t know. I just felt like I had to defend my honor.”

“This isn’t some fairytale novel Jacob and I’m sure as hell not a Disney princess.”

“I know that Evan-”

“Then why would you embarrass me like this?” my anger was rising and those that were left in the room noticed.

Chris slinked out the room, not wanting to feel it.

“I’m sorry.”

“Leave.”

He looked taken back and didn’t speak or moved for the matter.

“Didn’t you hear me Jacob? Leave, now.”