The Visitor - chapter two
With all of us working on the house, it didn't take too long for everything to be separated into their designated rooms. After almost three hours most of the rooms in the house were near enough sorted and the other rooms weren't far off. Jules and Ro worked on the kitchen, while Darren and Goliath worked on the lounge, and soon after the garage. I did mine and the twin's room while everyone else worked on the basement it still felt strange moving into a house than living in an apartment we were used to. But, in this house at least I wasn't reminded of my mom's death and dads disappearing act. But no time to cry over spilled milk, this was a time to make new memories. Not hold on to dark ones...
The house was a little bit small, but it was big enough for us. The five bedrooms were roomy, both Darren and Goliath big rooms; my room was just as big as theirs but with my stuff plus Alana's and Desdemona things it felt considerably smaller. But I didn't mind. As long as I was out of the Big Apple and with my family, well most of it then I didn't care.
Soon we took a lunch break for Four Cheese Lasagna and Watermelon Lemonade, chefs Goliath and Ro made. If not for them I am pretty sure we would starve because Dar and I can't cook to save our lives. Honestly the microwave is the only thing I can use. When we finished eating the only things to work on were the four small bathrooms and the four remaining bedrooms. That took over the rest of day till around 6:00. We had finished rearranging furniture and unpacking boxes, and we were all slumped in the living room after I put my girls down for a nap, I swear sometimes it's a pain to get Des down for her nap. And yet Lana could sleep anytime anywhere minus the car. Those two can be SO confusing but then again their daughters. After all like mother, like daughter. For supper we called in pizza and eat in the living room.
Goliath was sitting on one sofa with Ro, talking about whatever. Jules was upstairs hibernating in her room as usual, checking on Lana and Des every once in a while, I hoped. Darren and I were in the loveseat watching the 2012 martial arts championship on the T.V., Dar and I bet against each other on who would win those I always do he never learns." One of these days you will lose Dria" He says then I would reply "Dream on Brother." We started cheering our player it was a tight match until my guy knocked Darren's out of the ring. I smirked and told him "I believe the wager was 60$" holding my hand out. He glared but complied grabbing the cash from his pocates grumbling "lucky bitch" handing me the money. Goliath would chuckle and tell him "how long are you going to bet against the queen of fighting until you win?" He said "Until I get what my lesion to her pays off." At that Ro, Goliath and I would laugh. The scene of family bonding was broken by a knock on the door. I looked at the clock 7:00pm who would be coming here at this hour. Nobody moved we all stared at each other until the traitors started staring at me. Looks like I was voted in then. I groaned annoyed as I stood up.
"I'll get it" I said to nobody in particular. Goliath kept a close eye on me and the door, Dar had a look that screamed "payback" smirking while Ro's said "better you then me."
I walked out of the living room toward the front door. I turned the key to unlock the door before pulling the door open. It was sunset outside now and the porch was lit and a woman in front of me. She looked about in her mid-forties if not slightly younger. Who the hell was she? Overall she looked gorgeous and I looked a mess. I not in the best of clothes at the moment. I was wearing old, worn-out jeans and an old t-shirt my dad gave me a while back. What a great first impression Kyandria was making. I thought bitterly, I only hoped my hair was in better shape. And why was she here at this late hour. She had coffee coloured hair going to about her shoulders. Her eyes were a soft hazel colour kinda like warm chocolate. They had this friendly gleam to them. She wore a formal kinda outfit a women's suit to be exact. She kinda stared at me in shock her eyes widened a bit. I thought for sure I heard her whisper 'Elena'. I scrunched my face in confusion. Elena? I think she has got the wrong house.
"Can I help you?" I finally managed to say a litte no completely confused as to who she was.
She seems to recover from her shock as a friendly look came upon her face before answering. "Is this the Masterson residence?" She asked, flashing me a smile. Before I could answer Mr. Overprotective leader AKA Goliath came to the door standing beside me, "Yes it is. Who are you may I ask?" Goliath questioned looking the stranger over. I rolled my eyes and stood behind him. I swear sometimes he is too cautious. But better safe than sorry, was his motto.
She seemed unfazed by his question and answered "Forgive me my name is Carol Lockwood; you are Goliath I am guessing" "Yes how do you know my name?" He asked eyeing the women getting tense and more suspisious of the stranger by the second.
"I am your Godfathers Richard wife." MYSTERIOUS LADY SAYS WHAT! Goliath and my jaws dropped to the floor.
We all looked at her speechless and in shock.
