Thanks for the reviews! You're probably right the teacher sex thing probably was over the top, but I'll just pretend it was a little fib caused by her drunkenness. Sorry if the last chapter was crap, just trying to set the scene for the next one, hopefully this one will be better. Please keep reviewing, I need all the advice/help/suggestions/ideas that I can get. Wow! I really do have co-dependency issues! Thanks to everyone and their input and DON'T WORRY! The flying monkeys will get what is coming to them in the end.
Anyway swiftly moving on, here goes chapter 4!
Chapter 4: The devil and her pathetic minions.
A woman in a beige suit with a Louis Vutton handbag and huge sunglasses walked out on to the patio. John assumed this was Elizabeth's mother, as she had dark, brown, curly hair, pale skin and was shaped like Elizabeth too. She took her glasses off and smiled at Bob who managed a great fake smile. It was then John realised that Elizabeth definitely didn't have her mother's brown eyes, but her father's green ones and also didn't have a smile. Her mother's smile just oozed evilness, if that is even a word.
A man also wearing a suit without the jacket stepped on to patio as well, smiling with a million-dollar smile. By his good looks, John guessed he was Steven, giving him the sudden thought to introduce him to Marcus. Wouldn't it be fun to see Steven's reaction to that? Hopefully, he has soft hands!
Then, another woman stepped out on to the patio. She had blonde hair, blue eyes and was very attractive. John had a thing for blondes. No! Must resist! Bad thoughts were coming into John's head, very bad thoughts. Then, Elizabeth walked out of the kitchen door and smiled at him and all those thoughts instantly disappeared. By most men's standards Stephanie was more attractive and probably more appealing, but John just lit up when he saw Elizabeth smile, mainly because he cared about Elizabeth…a lot.
That's it! John thought. I'm going to march right up to them and say, "Look! Me and Elizabeth are together, so you better get used to it!" And with that, John walked towards the patio area, before an arm reached out and stopped him.
"I wouldn't do that son." Bob warned him and then nodded towards the people on the patio.
"Why not?" John shot back.
"Abbie has just got here and Liz and her need to get their little banter match out of the way. Then…well, you can shout all you like." He smiled, Elizabeth had her father's smile.
John looked at him confused.
"Okay, who's Abbie? And what little banter match?"
"Well, Abbie is Liz's mother!" Bob said like that was the most obvious question in the world. Bob eyed John, what kind of boyfriend doesn't know the name of his girlfriend's mother? John was thinking the same thing and began mentally kicking himself, although he did wonder what kind of evil gets named Abbie.
"And as for the banter match, well, it's…tradition. It's scored like a soccer match you see. First to five, Abbie usually wins, of course. They shoot insults and witty remarks at each other and each get a point, they don't know we score it, but I think they do, score it that is, in their head I mean. You see, after one of them gets to five, the other just backs down. It's quite weird, really." John looked at Bob while he was in thought and was seriously puzzled. What kind of tradition is that?
"Oh! Here we go!" Bob, attempted a whisper. "Bitch verses the…non-bitch." How original.
Elizabeth walked up to her mother and they kissed cheeks. Abbie was a bit of a posh snob, you see.
Bob whispered. "Come on, Abbie."
John turned to Bob, extremely confused. "Why are you quietly cheering on Abbie?"
Bob kept his eyes on the patio. "Oh, well me and Babs have kinda gotta bet and I bet on Abbie."
John was horrified, but tried not to raise his voice. "What? Why?"
"Cause, I always bet on Abbie, cause, as I said, she normally wins."
"Yeah, I'm still on the whole fact you're actually betting!"
"Ssshh, I need to listen."
John opened his mouth to say something back, but decided what was the point. Elizabeth's family were completely insane, it was something John was going to have to deal with.
Abbie looked down at her daughter in jeans and a cute t-shirt and smiled at her.
"Elizabeth, darling, didn't you have anything nice to wear?"
She pointed to Elizabeth's outfit in disgust.
"That's one-nil to mum." Bob whispered.
Elizabeth smiled through gritted teeth.
"Oh well! I didn't want to wear any of my nice clothes since I heard you were coming and I didn't think I'd be able to get the smell of vodka and cheap perfume out of them." Elizabeth and Abbie both gave each other big fake grins.
"That's one all, Bob." John commented smugly, glad that his girl was getting one back. Hold on a second, he thought, my girl. Damn it! Falling in love with my boss! Damn it! Bad John!
"I see you bought a rat!" Elizabeth pointed to the Chihuahua in her mother's Louis Vutton bag.
John laughed, "two to one for Liz." Bob scowled, he loved his daughter and all but the thought of losing was, well…not a good thought.
Abbie looked at her bag and then up at her daughter.
"Well unlike you, sweetie, I prefer to pick up rare, exotic dogs than pick up the first guy I meet. I hear you're going out with someone now. Where did you meet him, maybe when you were feeling sorry for yourself at some bar perhaps." Elizabeth glared at her mother, she really could be such a bitch.
Bob smiled at John. "Okay, bitchy comment, but that's two all."
"Oh," said Elizabeth casually. "You mean John over there." She turned at waved at John who waved back, while Abbie's mouth dropped to the floor.
"That's three to two." John said while smiling and waving at Elizabeth.
Bob turned to him. "Why?"
"Have you seen Abbie's jaw, it's on the floor. Let's face it, with my attractive looks and bed hair, I'm adorable."
Bob looked at him and smiled. Although at that moment he was thinking John was a bit of an ass, he was obviously in love with his daughter way more than himself so it was okay.
"You should meet Marcus. You'd like him!" Bob said nicely.
John grinned. "Nice try! Already met him. Apparently I've got soft hands." John said proudly. (You know, like in Hide and Seek where John is telling Liz he shot Rodney, he's so sweet.)
Elizabeth turned back to her mother. "I know, he's not exactly the perfect guy, but he graduated from Harford, earns $100,000 a year, oh and were engaged."
John put his hands in his pockets and smiled smugly at Bob.
"Well, I think that earned her at least fifty points meaning you owe Babs some money."
"I didn't realise you were engaged?" Bob asked.
"Engaged!" Okay, John definitely wasn't listening properly. "I mean, yeah, that's right." John coughed. Bob looked at him suspiciously and then called out to everyone.
"Dinner!" And with that, the Brady Bunch, not, sat around the table, not entirely prepared for the war that was going to start.
End of chapter 4
Sorry it was short, but trust me, dinner is where it all goes down. Includes the throwing of liquid, physical injuries and a vicious dog.
This is just preparing you for the dinner. Suggestions for the physical injuries etc will be greatly appreciated. The next chapter will be the last, so it might be quite long. Tell me how you want it to all go down by reviewing. I just want to say a special thank you to beach chickJASSNL who has reviewed all my stuff, please post the next chapter of Another Virus. My next chapter will be…
Chapter 5:The Dinner