Thanks again for the reviews, I'm glad you're all enjoying the story! :o)
Wipeout18 - In answer to your question, I chose the name Rhiannon because I've always loved the name and when I created this character, the name just seemed to fit. (BTW, you may or may not know that Rhiannon, in Celtic mythology, is a War Goddess...just something you might want to remember down the line. LOL)
The name Imogen was just something that sprang to mind when I was writing the character of Rhiannon's sister. I needed something I thought was pretty and that fitted the character that everyone, except Rhiannon and a couple of others, sees as perfect. It seemed to fit pretty well when I used it. I originally came up with Isabelle, but as much as I like the name, it just didn't work for me.
And lastly, Rhian is pronounced "Ree-ann"
Thanks for the interest!
"3 chick flicks, I think that's my record." Jeff said with a yawn as the last movie finished up. Rhiannon flicked her dark hair back as she stretched out on the couch.
"It's definitely mine, and I think I want it to stay that way." Kylie burst out laughing at Rhiannon's obvious disdain of her movie selections. She nodded to the beanbag where Kiara had been peacefully snoozing for the past couple of hours. "Well, at least Kiara's sleep doesn't seem to have been disturbed by my choices."
"I suppose you have a point. I should probably get her to bed now anyway." Rhian agreed and moved to wake her niece.
"She should have been in bed hours ago."
Rhiannon didn't have to look up to know that Imogen had finally arrived home. What did surprise her, though, was seeing her sister's new boyfriend, Matt Hardy, standing in the doorway as well. They were both looking slightly confused by the scene before them.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Matt asked his brother and Rhiannon's heart sank at his cold tone. Since Jeff just delivered a laid-back shrug of his shoulders in answer, Rhiannon decided to explain.
"He came into the café I work at this afternoon. We got to talking and realised our connection with Imogen, so I invited him over for a video night." Matt looked at Rhiannon as though he'd only just realised she was there. His chocolate brown eyes looked her over appraisingly and he smiled lazily at her.
"Well, you must be Rhiannon." Rhian, feeling her annoyance surging once again, crossed her arms and stared at Matt coolly.
"Yes. I don't believe that Imogen's mentioned you though. This your brother?" She asked Jeff, who bit back a laugh and nodded.
"And on that note, I think I'm going to call it a night." Kylie got up from her seat and walked to the door, glaring at Imogen on her way out. "It was really nice to meet you Jeff. Rhian, give me a call tomorrow, we can go out for dinner."
"Yes dear." Rhiannon smiled up at her sister, who was sneering at the door Kylie had just gone through. "Well, what brings you home so early, sister mine?" She queried sarcastically and Imogen glared at Rhiannon, not liking her tone.
"We got some time off so I wanted to come home and in case you hadn't noticed, I do have a daughter living here."
Rhiannon felt her blood beginning to boil, and looked at Jeff, who recoiled slightly under her malevolent gaze. "You're staying here tonight, right?" Jeff just nodded blankly, they hadn't discussed this at all during the course of the night, but figured that she asked the question for a reason, so he might as well say yes.
"Good, you can have my bed. With the way I'm feeling, I don't think I could stand to stay. I'm going to Kylie's." She got up and brushed past her sister to go out the door.
"What the hell is your problem, Rhian?" Imogen hissed, grabbing her sister's arm to prevent her from leaving, prompting Rhiannon's temper to explode. She turned on her sister, her eyes spitting emerald fire, and wrenched her arm from Imogen's grasp.
"Well, I just figured that you'd want some quality time with your daughter. She's grown up a lot in the past few months, I'm surprised that you even recognise her."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Imogen asked, stepping backwards warily; she'd only seen her sister look this angry once before and she didn't want things to turn out the way they had then. Rhiannon just shook her head and with a humorless laugh, picked up her keys from the telephone table.
"I'm sure you're intelligent enough to figure it out. Let me know when you're leaving again. I'll come back to pick up the pieces." She spat bitterly and walked out of the door, slamming it behind her.