Hey everyone! This is the second chapter to my story 'When a Dog Loves a Cat', hope you guys have liked it so far! Ok, on with the story!
This chapter we introduce the gang, oh yeah, just so you know- Paul has a son that is Bens age, Jamie, Jared and Kim have twins- Lilly and Mark who are one year older then Bay. Lilly and Ben are dating just so you know!
Holy shit, the whole house looked like Housewife Barbie's dream house. Emily was dressed in a pretty blue dress with a white lacy apron tied on her waist. I laughed a bit in my head at the sight of her in her outfit and a pan. Jeez, when I bake I usually wear a bra and some sort of pajama bottoms. She smiled brightly at me, Sam simply stared at me creepily while his arm wrapped around her waist protectively.
"Hey, Bay was it?" Yea sure, like he didn't know my name. I gave a small nod while looking around the room, measuring it up.
"Well, sweetie how was the flight? Did you get in at the right time? Was it long? Oh look at me, you must be so tired!" I turned toward her, nodding at her general area. "Yea, it was fine, but I did the whole sleeping, then not sleeping thing. I'm still a little tired though. Oh, and my mom's doing great, dating…I think his name is Tom." I stared at her, naming the name of one of my mom's old boyfriends. She looked at me with wide eyes, before uncomfortably turning toward the stove.
"What? Emily, are you ok? Tom is such a sweetheart, he even bought my mom and I a new TV. They are probably watching it right now, or no, I'm pretty sure they're doing things my mom calls 'taking a nap'. She learned that little trick from you I think." I spoke with a hint of smugness in my voice, smiling at her. I could see Emily's back tensing as I talked to her. The 4 other people in the room looked questionably at us.
"Stop it," I could barely make out her words, and when she turned around I could see tears streaked her eyes. I didn't make room for sympathy for her. She started this, and sure as hell I was going to end it, and it was going to end in someone getting hurt. That was the way I was, that's how I got by. I looked at her smugly, arching my left eyebrow at her. "What's wrong Emily? Am I wrong, did you not teach dear 'ole Leanne that trick? I mean she taught me the 'taking out the trash trick' whenever I needed a smoke. I'm pretty sure you didn't teach her that, unless you smoke." I was playing dirty now, digging in through her darkest memories, I wanted to break her. As hideous as it is, I wanted to know someone else was hurt by my mom's death. "Do you? Because, if you do, could you buy me a pack or two, I went through like two waiting for lurch over here" I pointed to Jake as a said this.
"STOP IT BAY!" She yelled at me, making me stop from saying what I was going to originally say. "I know you are upset about your loss, but" I looked at her questionably, faking ignorance.
"Wait what? I wasn't aware I lost anything" I looked down and I made a show of making sure I had everything with me. "What did I lose, Emily?" She opened her eyes wide now, I guess she understood what I was doing. She sighed heavily, giving up. I won, well how do you feel now Bay?…Honestly, I feel like crap, I made sure I would feel no sympathy or regret, but seeing Emily's face tear-streaked I couldn't help but feel bad. Damn it.
"Emily, what are you two talking about?" Emily whipped her head to stare at Sam, who had been trying to follow the conversation. She put her hands on her waist, before looking once again at me.
"We'll explain everything when everyone is here." Good, wait she did not just say we did she? "Um, uh, no. You will be explaining everything. You're the one that dug this hole, now you need to get yourself out of it." I was NOT going to take credit for not saying anything. "Better yet, just don't tell them." I offered as a alternative, I did not need sympathy. When Eddie had tried to give me some, I almost bit his head off. Emily gave me a half-hearted glare before gracing her face with a brilliant smile.
"Ok, well Jake, will you take Bay's stuff up to Ben's room" She had returned to her normal bubbly self, obviously she had forgiven me for being such a bitch. Wait what? "Wait, um, Ben's room? Now I know for a fact you guys encourage fornication," I said fornication like it was sin, "But, this is just too fast, I mean I don't even know the guy!" Emily took it all in stride though, laughing a little bit. I was joking though, and I soon joined her quietly.
"Ben will be at Jamie's house, while we finish your room." She turned back around toward the stove, "Now, go upstairs, take a shower. Jake will you show her? And get dressed in something comfortable, but appropriate." I laughed, she knew my mom too well. My mom's idea of comfortable was a sports bra with underwear. I followed Jake up to Ben's room, after giving everyone a short wave.
"So, Jake. I need a shower, I feel dirty." I could act the school slut, my friend, Emma had been one, but this was just to humor me. Jake pointed to a small room, I could faintly make out a toilet and a showerhead in the dark. "Wanna join?" I asked him. Jake spun around, catching his foot on one of the suitcases.
OH. MY. GOSH. "AHAHAHAHAHA! Jeez Jake, I was just kidding" I could barely talk, I was laughing so hard. He glared at me darkly before he got up and took my bags to a room that was obviously a boys. He turned and walked away before I had time to say thanks and sorry. I went to the bed, sitting down before digging through my stuff to get to my 'bathroom bag' and clothes I was going to wear later.
The shower was nice, hot water ran out quickly though, which caused me much displeasure. 15 minutes later I came out of the shower, extremely cold and annoyed. I dressed quickly in a simple 'Roseshead High' shirt with some shorts. I took a towel with me to dry my hair as I hopped down the stairs. When I got downstairs I noticed 3 more people had arrived. Two Quilt guys, both looking sneakily like Sam and Jake, with them a pretty girl with bright red hair that looked dyed.
"Well, Bay, don't you look…well, showered." Emily grinned at me. I pursed my lips at her before turning to the new guests. "Whose Sam's mini-me 2 and 3?" I asked nodding toward the men. "Oh, right, right! Well, this is Paul and his wife, Susan," Emily pointed to the older looking man and the woman. "And this is their son, Jamie" I smiled at the younger boy, damn. If all the boys looked like this one then I swear…yum!
"Sups. I'm Bay" I stuck my hand out toward the couple. "Oh honey, you're in Emily's house." The woman named Susan said. "Really?" I asked, "Shit…I thought this was the Clintons!" I smiled faintly. Susan seemed like one of those really, really gullible people. She seemed to catch on to my joke though. "Oh, haha. In Emily's house we hug!" She came toward me, arms stretched out. "Uh, heheh, no. Thanks though. I have a cold, it's passed by touching me." She nodded, eyes wide open.
"Oh, I'm so sorry dear, have you seen a doctor?" I looked at her, eyebrows raised high. "No one likes a smart-ass, little girl" I looked up in surprise as the one named Paul spoke. "So, Bay, is it? That sounds like a boy name." He smirked in my area. "Oh, well my mom was into sports, and guys are related to sports. She wanted me to be sporty, hence the boys name. Kinda like how you name Jamie, wait. Oh, are you trying to make him be, girl-like?" I answered laughing, this was just too fun. Well, it was fun, until Paul started having a tremor like Jake had. I rolled my eyes, jeez learn to take a joke.
"So, Jamie what's up, mate?" I had turned to Jamie, my neck craning to see his face. "Good, would you like me to stand on my knees for you?" I gaped at him, before laughing with him. "Ha Ha, you are just sooo hilarious." I said while mock glaring at him. "Well, I do try," He replied still chuckling.
"Hey Jamie do you know where Ben is?" Emily came up behind me, wrapping her arm around my shoulders.
"Uhm, last time I talked to him, he was with Lilly." He said while looking down at us. I started laughing, I couldn't help it. "See Emily, I won't be the only one fornicating." Emily glared at me before laughing.
Jamie got this weird look in his eyes then, "I bet you twenty dollars they aren't having sex right now." I looked at him, measuring up the bet. "Fine, I bet you 20 dollars that he's somewhere doing this Lilly chick and he comes home tomorrow with 'just had sex' hair." He looked up, petting a pretend beard. "You're on!" And we shook on it.
And that was it, the bet was on.