Amnesia(DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 4: Family Disunion

I woke up to no noise. Damon left with no note or mind-link. Well this sucks, we are home for two days and everyone leaves. I smelled no wet dog, which to me, was a sign of a wolf. My spandex was riding up my ass and i was sweating through my Journey tee shirt. I ran to the shower to smell fresher. The shower head made it feel like i was in a rain storm. Rain is nice, we should go mudding! No. Party pooper. I could feel her defeat, i grinned. Sometimes beating your inner self is a great reward. Dark skinny jeans and plain white tees was my wardrobe of choice today. Victorias Secret underwear scattered my walk in closet. HOLY MOON A WALK IN CLOSET! Ignoring her, i picked up a pink bra and yellow silk undies. Great choice. She was sarcastic as usual. When i was fully dressed and dry i walked downstairs to the kitchen. No makeup and TV was my idea of fun. Instead of getting laid? That is mate matters, not me matters. I walked to the fridge and saw raw meat everywhere. Tasty. Gross. I switched quickly to the infinite cabinets. Every single one had meat based products, Spam,  hotdogs, and tofu? I guess i’m ordering out. Or in? I don’t know. MEAT LOVERS PIZZA!!! LARGE!!! Im guessing I’m getting salad or chinese food. That is interesting. I walked away again from meat. I got to a yellowpages phone book and looked for chinese food deliver. Panda Dragon sounds good. Why you talking in your head...I can hear you. Oh shut up. Panda Dragon Delivery (875)889-0975. I dialed the number with the home phone to my left. “Hello Panda Dragon, Geo speaking. Delivery or reservation?” Geo sounded like a racist chinese man. “Uh...Delivery.” I was shaky and trying not to drop the phone. “What you order?” “Um..4 orders of the orange chicken and chow mein and 5 orders of fried rice, also wontons and beef and broccoli.” “That it?” “Yes” “$78.56 is total, address please” “Oh yes its........” Crap i forgot my house address! 734 Fryler Street. Wow you’re helpful. “Lady?” “Oh yes its 734 Fryler Street.” “Ok be there in 25 minutes.” “OK bye.” I hung up with a click. How am i gonna pay for this? You have money in the coffee table in the living room. Wow helpful twice, nice. I walked down the white polished hallway. More family pictures scattered nicely on the wall. Each picture had me or my brother, or both. I looked so happy. I picked up a picture, it was me and Jesse. He was pushing me on a swing, He had brown scattered hair and no front teeth, he was probably six. My brown curls swayed in the wind with my white teeth and green eyes showing. My pink flower dress was muddy. No shoes, classy. Jesse looked handsome in his little suit, kringled and torn. I flipped it over and in red sharpie read Easter 1945 Jesse,6 and Sarah,8. Wait? 1945? How old am i? Marc said 18, but what? You dumbo thats Granny Grove and Papa Grove. You and Jesse had same names and body features. DUH! Wow weird. Genetics go way back for this family. I chuckled, wow DNA does repeat in this family. I stumbled to the huge living room. A 56 inch plasma took up an entire wall. *Whistle* Wow we got some nice digs. The brown leather couches were untouched by butts. A clean coffee table took up the unused space between the couches. Third drawer down, money is there. The complete awe of the room was enchanting. Oh right the drawer. The coffee drawer opened with a jolt. WOW!! Stacks of $100 bills stacked nicely with tape holding them. I grabbed a stack...or two. This could pay off the food. He will get a nice tip. I grinned at myself. *DING DONG* That doorbell is so loud. “COMING!” I yelled. I jogged to the giant doors and opened to a smiling Damon. “Delivery?” He chuckled towards me with a smirk. God that smirk! I like him in uniform. I just stared at him with puppy love. “What no pay?” Damon broke the silence with his sexy voice. “Where did you get the uniform?’’ I held back a laughing fit. Red slacks, blue shoes, and a white t-shirt with a panda fighting a dragon. He looked ridiculous yet sexy. He was holding three large paper bags, dripping with grease. I almost forgot about the food. Silly us. Damon walked in with clacking shoes. I followed after closing the front doors. I jogged to find him in the living room laying on the couch undressed in only boxers. I gasped and hid behind the door frame. “Its nothing you haven’t seen before you know.” He right. I walked out and grabbed the food and fast walked to the kitchen. I opened the steaming food and placed it all in a giant bowl. Yummy overflowing chinese fat. I grabbed a fork and just sat on the cold counter. Criss cross and the bowl in the middle. I got lost in the food, no noise could distract. STOP EATING AND GO TO MATE! MATE! This constant nagging needs to stop. I moaned and got off the counter. I walked, with the half-empty bowl in hand to the living room. Damon turned on the TV and was watching something. “Its Hemlock Grove.” He can really read minds. “Before the incident you watched this with me all the time, they updated to Season 2.” He grinned at me with his sea eyes. I slumped next to him, he was still only in his boxers. I gave him the bowl and he started to inhale the food. 2 minutes later he was done. Hemlock Grove was still paused. “Could we re-watch it?” I snuggled into him. “Sure, anything for my mate.” He whispered to me in my ear. I tingled to his touch. We watched Hemlock Grove for hours. This show is really cool, it talks about wolves and vampire people. I looked at the time and it was 9:57pm. Dang last i checked it was 3:43pm. Six hours gone of my day. I really wanted to see my family today. Wake up to my mother cooking pancakes and bacon. Dad reading the newspaper with a cup of coffee. Jesse eating stack after stack of syrup soaked pancakes. One day that will happen. This family reunion turned to a family disunion. Damon fell asleep on me. I petted him and snuggled under him. Turned off the TV and slept under his head. Warm and safe.