"Mattie!" Alex yelled as she opened her twin's door, with a glare that could kill, she looked like she had been through hell and back, she had several mud stains on her jeans, and on a little splattered on her face, adding to the "I'm going to kill you" look she was currently giving her twin. she didn't care it was early in the mourning, she didn't care that he was fast asleep, with his perverted boyfriend, Francis, all she cared about was how angry she was with her twin.
Ripping the sheet from him, so that he would wake up, she tried to keep from completely snapping. It was thanks to him, that she had the most awkward ride back, that soon turned into her screaming, and having to run the last ten minutes back. Running through the woods, especially at the early hours of the mourning, was not a good idea, and now Alex had to bring her favortie pair of jeans to a specialized cleaners, since she had a limited edition pair she worked her butt off to get.
To sum it all up: she was tired, her clothing was ruined, her hair a mess, and she was ready to maim someone who looked at her the wrong way.
"MATTIE GET UP!" she nearly screamed, causing the other twin to quickly open his eyes. He noticed how angry his sister was, and with the mud and scratches, she looked like a demon sent out of hell. Clutching his stuffed polar bear, he sat up and looked at her. Carefully reaching for his glases, he got a better look at what his sister had been through. Without them, she looked a little blurry, but now...now that he could see what she looked like, he cringed. Her hair looked terrible, her face covered in dirt, and some small scratches, and her clothing...what happened to her.
"You're such an asshole Mattie" Alex screamed, some tears forming in her fierce blue eyes. "Because of you ditching me, hours away from our home, I had to hitchhike!" she paused to remove her tattered raincoat, to reveal her top was also torn. "And that creepy ass commie forced me into his car! To top it off, his fucked up sister attacked me, thinking I was 'stealing her husband'! She atacked me with a knife Mattie! A FUCKING KNIFE!"
Matthew cringed at how cold and angry his sister's words were, as she continued to yell at him, yes he had abandoned his twin, but most of it was his stupid boyfriend's doing, he sweet-talked the naive twin into ditching Alex. By the time they got back, Matthew was exhausted, but Francis had another idea, that the shy twin quickly declined. He was upset with his twin, but he didn't want to do anymore to her. He already felt bad that his boyfriend had coaxed him into ditching her, but now that he heard his creepy hockey friend, Ivan had traumatized her, he felt even worse.
Alex let out a tired sigh, as she walked into the bathroom, she was disgusted with all of the unfortunate events that had taken place, and now wanted to at least wash some of it away. She had a very long and terrible night, thanks to Ivan and his sketchy dark car, his stalker sister, and having to run through the woods, especially after she watched "The blair witch project" with Kiku her best friend from Japan, just a week ago. In her panic, she could have sworn she saw the witches house, but still ran to her own home.
Ivan, was a creeper by himself, but with his crazy sister, with her delusional thought of 'brother will marry me', made it ten times worse. She had just barely avoided geting stabbed by the psycho sister, and managed to run, despite the fact that Ivan was calling out her name, trying to get her back. Like hell she'd return to him!
Slipping into the shower, she turns the water on, and tilts her head back, letting the dirt, rinse out of her dirty blonde hair, and swirl around, until it went down the drain. Sure, the water stung some of her scratches, caused by Natayla, but she was too preoccupied thinking about that phonecall. In a fit of rage, she managed to mess up one or two digits in her twins cell number, but she wasn't as angry about that.
Taking a handful of strawberry scented shampoo, she thought about the strange man, who answered. Normally when she was angry, it took a lot more to calm her down, especially with how angry she was at being ditched by her own twin.
"Must be a weird British thing..." she thought outloud, as she placed the shampoo on her hair, starting to carefully massage it into her hair. She let out a small laugh when she remembered watching this cartoon, and this disgusting British man, and his pub pals were able to talk the main character out of causing anymore problems. "...must be mind rape or something..." she chuckled, before rinsing the shampoo out.
Looking at the clock, she realized that it was too far into the mourning for her to be able to sleep, and as she turned the water off, Matthew was very strict at times with the water bill, after all, they split the bills, and if she used too much of the hot water, then she would have to pay most of it, she placed a towel around her waist, and quickly walked into her room, before getting her cell phone, and returning. She put conditioner in her hair, so that it could be easily brushed, and sat on the toilet seat, staring at the new contact she had on her list.
"Artie"...she paused "Should I call you now~" She looked at the clock, noting it was now about eight o'clock. "Yeah, I will" she gigled and hit 'send' before putting the phone up to her ear.
"Hello?" she held back a fit of more giggles, when she heard his voice, the acent still the way she remembered.
"Artie, please tell me that's you~" she replied, nervously biting at her lip.
"For the last time, it's Arthur, you git! " he sighed on the other end, "and I asked you not to call..."
"But artie~" she whined. "I had such a terrible night, and my stupid brother is no help when he's with his perverted pedophile of a boyfriend" he could practically sense her depression.
"Then get a bloody therapist!" He let out a small annoyed growl. He wasn't in the best of moods today, to start, his older brother had decided to mess with his tea, and he just got over throwing up for at least an hour, and now this? He didn't want to talk to this girl right now...
"Artie~ Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed today?" she somehow managed to maintain her chipper attitude.
"Stupid siblings..." he muttered, before stopping. Why was he telling a complete stranger this?
"You too?" he nodded, but then corrected himself, after all she couldn't see him, and let out a quick 'yeah'. "I'm so sorry Artie"
"Not your fault" he frowned. "Stupid older brother decided to put ipecac into my tea...just got over throwing up" he wondered whether this girl knew what that was or not. "Ipecac is something used for poison control it-"
"Yeah I know, it makes you puke like crazy" Alex laughed. "I put it in the vodka of this guy who pisses me off. Let's just say a crazy commie puking his guts out, is horror picture worthy" she shuddered remembering those demonic sounds as he got sick all over Yao's front yard, much to the Chinese man's annoyance.
"why did you...oh nevermind...I don't want to know" he paused, to place his hand over his face. This girl really sounded like the stereotypical American girl, that he had the misfortune of running into once, sure that girl was perky, and probably didn't mean to offend him, or poke his eyebrows, but still, she was rather annoying.
"Ivan and I have been like that since elementary school...swe always hated each other...my brother plays hockey with the commie bastard, and if he wasn't dating that French bastard, I swear Ivan would've takken him, right there" She stopped herself, trying not to think of how that bastard would've corrupted her poor defenseless, meek older twin...sure she hated the Frenchman for stealing her brother, but he was Mr. Rogers compared to Ivan, at least in her eyes..."By the way, I never should have hitchhiked...commie bastard forced me into his car, and his crazy sister attacked."
"You idiot, I tried to tell you that was dangerous, but you didn't bother to stay on the line to listen" Arthur started his angry rant, that he normally had for Michelle, a transfer student from the island Seychelles, that he had to watch to make sure she didn't get hurt during her first year in London. "I could have found a taxi service for you to call, but no, you just had to hang up, with promises to harass me with the outcome of your idiotic choices..."he paused, starting to hear some sniffles on the other end. "Miss? Are you alright?..." he muttered a curse. Some gentleman he was, making a girl cry.
"It's Alex...and no..." she wiped her eyes, remembering the whole ordeal. Ivan panicing, leaving poor Alex, stuck in his car, which in her panic, she locked, to keep the sister out, while she scratched at the door, the sound of her nails, scratching accross the metalic curface, sending shivers down her spine, even now, when she remembered the demonic screeching, of Natayla's perfectly manicured nails, probably to match Freddy Kruegar's claws, make eeerie screeches, that would give her more nightmares than the original lavender town music that Kiku stupidly let her listen to when he lent her the original Pokemon green version from his child hood.
"What are you doing right now?" he tried not to sound worried, after all she was a stranger, and he was just trying to be a gentleman, without getting attached...a plan that was failing.
"In the middle of a shower...Mattie made me turn the water off when I let the conditioner sit in my hair..." she let out a small yawn. It was weird, she was so energetic just ten minutes ago, but why was he having this calming effect on her now? She placed a hand on her hair, to feel how soft it was, noting that at any minute she could rinse it out.
"Finish the shower, go rest, and if it's a proper hour call, alright?" he mentally cursed himself, by asking this strange girl to call back later, but he noticed how tired she sounded, and since she seemed to be an emotional wreck, thought it be appropriete if she called after she calmed herself down.
"A-alright Artie...but...what about you?" She paused and looked at the clock again, thankfully it was saturday, so she could go rest, but then Matthew would get upset that she would be up at unreasonable hours, because her slep cycle was messed up.
"I-I'll be fine, just rest" he quickly replied, feeling his cheeks go warm. "A-actually I have to go check on this exchange student I have been taking care of..."
"I'm sorry Artie, go check on them, I'll call you later...maybe tomorrow?"
"It's Arth-" he heard the familiar sound of her hanging up, and let out a sigh. Was she always this quick to hang up before he got a chance to say anymore? Then again, he almost was going to say 'take care', but stopped himself. Thinking of this man who harassed her, he felt his fists clench in anger. How dare someone take advantage of a lady in a dire situation. No...he shook his head, she was annoying...but still, he took advantage of her misfortune.
Before he went to check on Michelle, he made a quick note to curse Ivan, and made his way out into the cold rainy day.
A.N. Sorry it took so long, at first I was writing how Arthur was in the middle of his tea, when Alex called, but I quickly threw that iPod note out, and decided to coninue on with how she got home. Poor Alex, having to deal with Ivan and his crazy sister.
Franada is finally introduced, but Francis was sleeping in the guestroom, possible with some kind of earmuff, so he didn't have to hear Alex when she finally got home.
Michelle: The human name I gave to Seychelles
Ipecac: I hope I spelt it right, it's this stuff that makes you throw up for
Family guy references: There was an episode where Peter and his plas got mad that this British guy named Nigel bought the Clam, ands made it into a pub, and Alex was thinking of how he and the other men in the pub talked Peter and his friends into leaving the pub peacefully...also the ipecac was a slight reference to the family guy puking contest for that piece of pie...
Hope you guys enjoyed this, and I hope I am living up to expectations, after all I adopted this story, and want it to still be great...
