Chapter 17: Cleaning Up the Mess
Everyone froze in place, Gwen looked behind her slowly. She saw someone wearing a very expensive suit. Shoes that shone like obsidian, grey slacks that didn't have a stain on them, a light blue shirt with a red and black striped necktie.
"Jonathan!" Gwen blurted out and went down on her knees, "oh my god, I'm so sorry for this mess. You see, me and my friends were making pina coladas and Izzy drank it not knowing it had alcohol in it".
"Gwen..." said Heather, "that's not Mr. Anderson". Gwen looked up slowly, until her black eyes came to contact with Cody's teal eyes. Gwen's face turned into a cherry red and she hugged him deep to her chest.
"Cody!" She blurted, "I didn't mean to address you as your father, well we met him earlier, such a intimidating man". Before Gwen realize it, she was sounding like she was insane.
"Calm down, Gwen". Cody said in a strained voice, "you're being faster than Barry Allen". The other girls looked puzzled but Gwen knew who that was, her brother was into DC Comics. "Can you let me go, please?" Cody said, Gwen released him and Cody took a couple of deep breathes.
"Sorry about that", said Gwen, "I saw the suit and automatically assumed you were your father". Cody looked annoyed and sniffed loudly,
"Oh?" He said in a cold voice, "What did that bastard want?" Heather, Bridgette and Lindsay looked shocked,
"Bastard?!" Gwen said incredulously, "Cody Anderson, I'm shocked!"
"He even gave you a letter!" Bridgette said crossly, she very reluctantly pulled the envelope out of Izzy's cleavage. Pina colada and puke splattered on the floor, the smell was indescribable. Bridgette came close to puking herself as she gave Cody is dirty envelope from the tips of her fingers. Cody took the envelope and ignored the stains on it and the splattering on the floor.
"What the hell happened?" He said with disgust in his voice,
"Long story short", began Heather "Izzy plus alcohol equals worst case scenario". Cody looked at the envelope, walked to the sink and washed it off. Even though the ink was smeared from the water, he can still make out the words that said To Cody, From Father.
"Hmmph". Cody sniffed, "it is from him". The room was silent,
"What's gonna happen?" Lindsay whispered to Heather,
"Hell if I know", she whispered back, then what happened next shocked every girl in the kitchen. Cody slowly walked to the stove and turned on the gas and lit the flame. Everyone was speechless, the flame grew larger as the envelope was slowly getting engulfed by fire. Just as the fire fully engulfed the envelope, Cody let go of the envelope as it disintegrated into nothingness. "That's my answer to him".
"Wh-why did you do that?!" Gwen shrieked, "th-that envelope had 450 dollars in it!"
"What good does money to for?" Cody shouted back "It doesn't do shit but buy you stuff that will make you happy but for a limited time". Heather was shocked by this sudden seriousness, then Cody left with a saying a word.
"Okay", said Gwen triumphantly, "something is seriously wrong! This isn't the Cody Anderson I know! He's like somebody swapped out his brain and made him into a compassionless bastard. The real Cody is a guy who never dare bark at me, the real Cody treats me like I'm freaking Queen of England, the real Cody loves me like I'm Aphrodite! The real Cody..."
"We get it!" Heather interrupted,
"You keep ranting about Cody", said Bridgette "we'd think your mind with Sierra's". This made Gwen livid,
"I AM NOTHING LIKE THAT BITCH!" Gwen screamed, this shocked everyone. "True I was talking about Cody excessively, but at least I respected him. I didn't steal or use his stuff". She paused to gag after remembering Sierra using Cody's toothbrush. "And I didn't molest him, that... that attempted rapist!" Gwen paused and calmed herself down, she looked down on at her boots and the shattered blender. "Come on", she said firmly, "We'd better get Izzy upstairs into bed before she causes more chaos". Gwen and Heather grabbed Izzy's arms while Lindsay and Bridgette grabbed Izzy's legs. It was unsurprisingly easy considering that Izzy was very skinny. They slowly carried the passed out redhead up the stairs, Izzy mumbled something unrecognizable but the girls didn't take notice. As soon they were on the top, they opened the third door that Izzy kept her stuff. Her room was almost like Lindsay's, Bridgette's and Heather's but her room had all kinds green colored clothes all sprawled across the room. They carefully put Izzy in the bed making the mattress sink in a bit.
"Next thing we need to do is to clean up the mess in the kitchen", said Bridgette. Lindsay cringed a bit, and Bridgette noticed. "Don't worry Linds, you can hang with Sammy while we clean up the gunk". Lindsay nodded and she left the room then Heather followed her.
"Hey!" Gwen exclaimed, "where the hell are you going?"
"I want to get further acquainted with this new girl named Sammy", said Heather feigning happiness. Gwen rolled her eyes annoyedly,
"She's so full of shit", she thought crossly in her head. "Fine whatever". Bridgette looked at Gwen, "Come on", said Gwen, "let's get to work". They all walked down the stairs, Lindsay and Heather went one way while Gwen and Bridgette went towards the kitchen.
"Now then", said Bridgette, "we need to sweep up the broken pieces of glass from the blender. Then we have to clean up the puke and drinks". Gwen looked disturbed, Bridgette gently put her hand on Gwen's shoulder. "I know it's not gonna be fun, but we have to clean this up or the chef will raise a tremendous stink". Gwen remembered back when she overheard chef throwing a fit over the sandwiches Bridgette.
"Oh yeah", said Gwen nodding her head, "he was not a happy guy".
Bridgette grabbed a broom and Gwen took the dust bin and Bridgette swept up the broken glass of the blender.
"We need to replace the blender as quickly as possible", said Gwen "I'd imagine the chef will throw a major fit he found out what happened". Bridgette shivered at the sheer thought of it. "How much does a blender cost anyway?" Gwen wondered, she pulled out her phone and input the data. "The cheapest one is 20 dollars". Bridgette was skeptical about the price,
"The cheapest one?" She said with doubt, "don't the Anderson's would usually get the most expensive things in life?" Gwen was not unnerved,
"Nobody will know except us", she said confidently,
"Ok..." said Bridgette, "it is your idea after all".
"There's gotta be blenders at the huge supermarket on King Ave". Gwen said, "but it's a long walk".
"We won't walk", said Bridgette proudly,
"What are we gonna fly using Cody's private jet?" Gwen sniggered, Bridgette rolled her eyes. Bridgette walked out of the kitchen, Gwen followed. "Hey! Where are you going?"
"Just leave it to me", said Bridgette, she walked out of the mansion. Gwen saw a skinny and gangly looking person with grey hair, a notable stubble and a cigarette dangling out his mouth. He was washing a long black limousine, dripping water and suds.
"Hey Leopold!" Bridgette shouted, the man turned around and came over. He was wearing a periwinkle shirt with the sleeves rolled up, grey trousers and brown shoes. Gwen could smell the cigarette smoke from his mouth.
"Hello there, Bridgette!" He said cheerfully, he had a distinct British accent, "What can I do for you?" Then his focus shifted to Gwen, "who are you?"
"I'm Gwen", she said, "who are you?"
"This is Leopold", said Bridgette, "he's Cody's chauffeur. Leopold face turned sour,
"If only he would let me drive him places!" Leopold said crossly, Gwen felt a bit bad for Leopold. Being a limo driver for a rich person that doesn't use your services seems like a waste. He paused to take a drag of his cigarette before flicking it away like a booger. He exhaled letting out the putrid smoke.
"Leopold", coughed Bridgette "we need a lift to the mega supermarket on King Ave". Leopold looked at the two girls before shrugging,
"Eh, what the hell? But someone has to lead me this store because I haven't been there at' all".
"I'll know where it is", said Gwen, "I'll be your navigator". Leopold nodded and he opened the door leading to the seats. It looked like it could fit twelve people. There were glass goblets in there and everything looked spotless.
"What, no jacuzzi?" Gwen joked, making Bridgette snort with laughter. Leopold opened up a cabinet under the goblets.
"Would you lovely ladies like something to drink? Like a cocktail or some champagne?" Bridgette politely declined, he asked Gwen she said no. "How about a nice cigar or a cigarette?" Gwen and Bridgette both grimaced and shook their heads. "Ok, lead the way". Gwen sat at the passenger seat as Bridgette sat in the back.
"Ok, first things first". Gwen said, "we need to out of this neighborhood". Leopold drove out of the neighborhood and drove by Gwen's old neighborhood.
"Oh, hey Bridge". Gwen said, "would you guys mind if I brought my pet lizards to the mansion?"
"You have pet lizards?" Bridgette said delighted, "Cool! I don't think Jasper or Cody would mind". Hearing Cody's name made Gwen's stomach ache, especially since she heard him call his own father a bastard.
"Ma'am", interrupted Leopold, "But where is the bloody store you've been talking about?" Gwen set her mind straight and cleared her throat,
"Okay you're gonna have to turn right on Taylor Blvd.", she said, and Leopold obliged without hesitation, "then take a left and go on Sweeney Rd". Leopold obeyed, "then a right on Jefferson St". Leopold obeyed then he asked Gwen,
"Oi, ma'am. Is this superstore you mentioned?" Gwen looked and it was a behemoth of a store.
"That's the one", said Gwen, Leopold drove towards the curb. To Bridgette's delight a bunch of people turned and looked at the limo wondering who's the person that owns it. Leopold slowed the limo down and it came to a stop. Gwen and Bridgette stepped out of the limo, Gwen spoke to Leopold, "We'll be back in about 10 to 15 minutes, will you stay around for us?" Leopold breathed out tobacco smoke making Gwen cough,
"No problem", and he drove off. Bridgette were about to enter the megastore when the employees quickly opened the doors. Bridgette giggled,
"Thank you", she said to the employees, "I guess Cody enjoys this kind of thing".
"Or be annoyed of people kissing your ass", Gwen thought sarcastically. They walked to the customer service and there was a bespectacled woman with red hair with a name tag that read "Madge" in black letters.
"Can I help you girls?" She said in a nasally voice,
"Where can we find the blenders?" Gwen said,
"Aisle 34 with rest of the appliances, hon". Madge droned,
"Thanks". Gwen said, she and Bridgette left the customer service area and towards the aisle. Their footsteps echoed in the aisle. They saw the blenders all in boxes,
"Let's get a pre-made ones". Gwen said to Bridgette and reached up and grabbed the box. Bridgette looked a bit uncomfortable, "What's wrong?" Gwen said,
"Oh nothing", said Bridgette looking away, "it's just that... you were incredibly defensive with Cody".
"He's my friend", blurted Gwen, "besides I'm trying to find out him because I haven't heard from him since World Tour". Bridgette was skeptical but decided to not go any further. Gwen grabbed the box and walked over to the pimply, brown haired cashier with a long and droopy nose who had a name tag that read "Darren".
"Yes?" He droned although his life was sucked out of him and he had nothing left to live for.
"We're here to buy this blender", said Gwen, Darren sniffed and scratched his scruffy chin. He calmly scanned the price,
"39.45" said Darren in his deflated voiced, "plus tax and it's 44.60". Gwen was about to pull out her wallet before Bridgette held up her hand to block Gwen,
"I'll take care of it", she said, she then pulled out a debit card from her own wallet which was a sky blue that had the name BRIDGETTE SUMMERS on it in white letters and placed it in the machine.
"I didn't know you had a debit card, Bridgette". Gwen said surprised,
"Yeah", said Bridgette "working at the surf shop back home really helped out". She paused to chuckle, "Especially since Geoff and Brody won that international race".
"Don't get cocky", warned Gwen, Bridgette rolled her eyes teasingly. Bridgette removed the piece of plastic as soon it was approved.
"Here you go ma'am", droned Darren as he handed Gwen the box containing the blender.
"Thanks", said Gwen, and she and Bridgette left the store. The limousine was still waiting for them, Leopold kindly opened the door to them. Bridgette climbed in with the box in her hands and Gwen climbed into passenger seat.
"Back to the house, ma'am?" Leopold asked releasing smoke from his mouth like a chimney. Gwen coughed,
"Yes, *cough* but I have to make a quick stop to Cleveland Ave." Leopold obliged and drove back to the neighborhood, and stopped at Cleveland Avenue.
"Why this place?" Leopold asked, "this place looks empty". Gwen didn't care, she ran towards the white house with the number 51 on it in black numbers and pulled out a glass terrarium and a hot lamp. Gwen looked like she was wincing in pain as she put the lamp on the floor of the limousine and headed Bridgette the terrarium.
"Be careful with that lamp", Warner Gwen "it's super hot".
"I bet", said Bridgette. The limousine drove all the way to Hazelnut Street, and screeched to a halt. Gwen grabbed the terrarium containing her lizards and the lamp.
"Bridge", she said to Bridgette, "Take the box and put it in the kitchen".
"Right!" Bridgette said, Gwen carefully ran up the stairs and reached Sammy's and her room. Sammy wasn't in, so Gwen found an empty outlet and plugged the lamp and put the terrarium on a dresser that was close to the window so the lizards will get sun.
"There you go, guys", Gwen said in a soothing voice, she then ran out the room. When she started to head down the stairs before stopping immediately, "The last thing I want is to crash down the stairs", she shuddered. She saw the bannister and remembered how her brother would slide down it at their grandma's house. "If Jordan could do it, why couldn't I?", she thought to herself while smirking. She laid her body on the bannister and let go. At first Gwen was having fun but when she was near the bottom when she realized she couldn't stop. With a WHUMP Gwen landed on her bottom, she winced in pain. She wasn't sure if this was worst than tumbling down the stairs or on the same level. After getting up, she headed towards the kitchen where Bridgette was.
"What was that loud bump?" Bridgette asked concerned,
"Going down those stairs can be a pain in the ass", Gwen chuckled, then she and Bridgette tore at the cardboard box. Inside was the blender and dozens of styrofoam peanuts. They took out the blender, it wasn't particularly the same blender as the original but who was going to know? They plugged it in and tested it, it worked like a dream. Gwen took a deep breath, "Now for the hard part", she said with dismay. The two girls stared at the pieces of glass and the splatters of pina colada and puke. Bridgette gagged, "it's not gonna be fun Bridge", grimaced Gwen, "But I'd be hate for Jasper or the maid to clean it up and discover it's barf". Bridgette decided to pluck up courage and grab a washcloth and make it wet. The washcloth made a SCHLOP sound as it slapped on the tile floor, in no time the pina colada and puke combo was off the floor as Bridgette carried it away using her pointer finger and thumb to make minimum contact with it and she dumped it in the laundry chute. "Sorry I made you do the dirty work", said Gwen, Bridgette sighed.
"It's no big deal, I'd rather clean up any mess rather have someone wait on you hand and foot". Gwen smiled, just then they heard footsteps. Someone was going up the stairs, then could hear what appeared to be Cody's voice and Jasper.
"You called, young master?" Jasper said in his elderly voice,
"For crying out loud", groaned Cody, "it's Cody. Not 'Young Master', you're not a genie!"
"I highly doubt that I'm Barbara Eden or Robin Williams", chuckled Jasper before clearing his throat, "Miss Deborah called and informed me that she's coming over to 'hang out'".
"Perfect", said Cody, "I can't wait to meet her. Also don't call her Deborah call her Debbie, she'll get pissed if you call her Deborah".
"I'll do my best", said Jasper before the sounds of footsteps indicated he was leaving. Gwen looked at Bridgette,
"Who the hell is Debbie?" She asked,
"I have no idea". Bridgette responded before smirking, "maybe a girlfriend". Gwen blushed and stammered,
"I don't think so, but I'm gonna find out".
Hey guys, Fritz here! Sorry if I haven't been uploading in a while because college is coming to a close and I got a job at a grocery store. So as always, tell me what you think in the reviews. If you have any ideas PM me, I'll consider your idea and give you a shoutout. Until then, thanks for reading.