Well, y'all. This might be the last update for a while. Freshman year calls. Hope y'all like it.
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Chapter 13- Hook, Line and Cheaper: Everything a Street-Walker needs to know.
No playlists…
"Oh no you did not!" Tyler yelled at me from inside the house. I was already outside in the field. She was chasing me because we were playing tag. Yeah, tag. You got a problem with that? Actually we have thirteen little girls here and we have to find a way to entertain them, or die.
"Oh yes, I di-id." I said all ghetto like, and pushing my legs towards the safe zone. Okay, this wasn't really tag it was more hide and seek, if I see you, you get three seconds to run to base or your it.
She was fast, I have to admit it. I was faster I have to admit that also, but sometimes tree roots have a greater advantage than anything. KASPLAT. My face into the ground. I looked back at Tyler. She had stopped running and was dying laughing. My mouth tasted as if I had just eaten a dirt pie. Oh, yeah.
My little cousin, Brinna started walking over to me. Her very blonde curls bouncing as she walked.
"Bonnie! Are you okaaay?" She said in her four almost five year old voice.
"Yes, Bonnie is okay. Go back to the tree before the big, bad Tyler comes and tries to EAT you!" I yelled enthusiastically at her. One it's not fun to have one of the little kids to be it, because then they stay it forever and then they get bored and leave you there, for hours. I got to my feet quickly, Tyler was looking at me in surprise like she wasn't expecting me to actually get up. "Na nana boo boo. You can't get me. Loser!" I yelled behind me as I started running towards the tree.
"You suck! I'm only counting to thirty, you guys better run." Tyler shouted impatiently.
The little girls would have to fair on their own, except for Brinna. Because Brinna came and asked if I was okay I will help her. It's the southern way. I grabbed Brinna and threw her over my shoulder and started running as silently as possible to the back of the house, so that we could go hide in the cellar. Tyler would never even think to look there. She is terrified of going underground. I saw the cellar doors and quickly flung them open, to avoid the sound that they make when they are opened slowly.
"What are we doin'! Oh NOOO-" I cut off her scream before she could finish.
"Don't scream. If you do, big ugly, also known as Tyler will get us. Close your eyes if you are real scared. I'll keep you safe. Are you scared?" I asked her quietly.
"I'm not afraid. You wanna know why?" She asked me in her baby whisper. No, hunny I don't really want to know. I'm kinda of busy trying to find a place that is not absolutely obvious to someone who looks down here.
"Yes, Honey Bee. Why aren't you afraid?" I said only half-heartedly, but she didn't notice.
"Well, because I wanna be wike you, Bonbon. You are veewwyy brave and strwong." She said in her little voice, that made my head turn to her.
"Suges, I'm so glad that someone thinks that about me. Because sometimes, I don't feel that way. I get scared. I'm real afraid of spiders. And to tell you the truth, I sometimes wished I was you. Little and good. My little angel," I said poking her in the nose, "I'm gonna let you in on a secret. The moon it scares me. But you wanna know what scares me the very very most?" I asked her, seeing that she was hanging on every word.
"Yes, pwease." She said with huge eyes.
"Well, the thing that scares me the most is-"
"I can hear you, Bozo! I'm gonna find you!" Tyler screeched, but I could tell in her tone that she had no idea where we were.
I held my finger up to my mouth, to tell Brinna silently to be quiet. She nodded her head. We sat in silence for at least five minutes.
Then I did what every idiot girl does in the scary movies, was about to stick my head out the door. I walked over to cellar door with Brinna hid behind my back. Not to sound cheesy, but the coast was clear. I threw Brinna on my back and took the four stairs all in one step. I slowly walked over to the corner of the house to check to see if it was clear. I peeked my head around the corner.
SHIT! Tyler is standing like seven feet from me and is looking in a bush. I quickly nixed the thought of making a mad dash for it, but before I could even turn around my phone starts blaring 'Airstream Song'. Tyler flings her whold body around and stares at me. It felt like hours went by, but in truth it was like three seconds.
I clicked answer on my phone and saw that it was Anelle. "Hey, Chicky. I'll havta' call ya' back."
"RUN!" Brinna screamed in my ear. She snapped Tyler and I out of whatever was happening. I spun on my heel and started to haul ass. I was running faster than I normally do, due to the fact that tomorrow was the full moon. I could tell that my eyes were changing. My senses were heightened, I could hear every one of Big Ugly's steps. She was exactly ten and a half steps behind me. I pushed my legs harder. The tree was nearing and I could see all of the other cousins in the tree. Looking at us curiously.
"Don't trip!" Big Ugly yelled and laughed at the same time.
I saw the tree root this time and took an unnecessary hurdle jump to get over it.
Touched it. I win. You loser. Go die, Big Ugo.
"I'm bored. I don't wanna play this game anymore. I'm hungry." My cousin Magnolia said. She was about 15, so she was in the same predicament as the rest of us, excluding the younger girls.
"Shut up, Fagnolia." Her twin sister Adalaide yelled at her.
"No, you shut up Can't-Get-alaide." Magnolia yelled back at her. Okay, that was a good one. I have to give that to her, but so was Fagnolia.
"Y'all shut up. I don't wanna hear y'all bickerin'." Sissy yelled. Sissy was 19 and looked just like everyone of my other cousins.
Tyler was glaring at me, but since the game was over, I'm not sure why. I pulled Brinna off my back and put her on the ground. She smiled up at me, "I'm afraid of pink." She said and I laughed loudly.
"Okay, so y'all are hungry. Well, I don't think that MawMaw has that much food, so I think that we will just go out. Sound good."
"Can we go somewhere where they have healthy food?" Alma said loudly, trying to overdue everything just like she always does.
"We can go somewhere. If you want healthy go live up with the Yankees." Tyler told her.
We all broke out in laughter. After everyone was starting to make their ways over to the house, to get rounded to up to go out, I stood there alone with Tyler.
"Ty, what's your problem?" I asked her straight up.
"What the hell are you talkin' about? I'm not the fuckin' one with a problem." She spat back at me.
"The hell you don't. Don't be bullshittin' me like that. I'm not fuckin' blind. You were tryin' to kill me when you were sendin' fuckin' daggers into my back earlier. You and I both know there is somethin' up. Now you better tell me, or else I'll find out some other way." I threatened talking fast. When I get real mad I start to talk fast. When I talk fast I sound like really Cajun. My words get slurred together and unless you understand Cajun, you do not know what the hell I'm saying.
"You! You are my fuckin' deal. You are so fucked up it affects us all! And the best thin' about it is you don't even know that you are! The adults are gonna baby your ass 'cause they don't know anythin'. I'm not going to. They think that you might be a fuckin' mutant. You got your uppity Yankee mother, who has this freak gene that is gettin' passed on to your brother as we speak. They are sure that you have it too." She told me, her accent coming out even more clearly.
"You don't talk about my momma like that." I seethed. My anger was boiling over and I wasn't able to control it.
"Why? She is an uppity. She don't have no southern blood in her. Just like you. You were raised a yankee."
I lost it. My fist shot up and hit her in the teeth.
"Badmouthin' me is one thing. Badmouthin' my momma, means we fight." I said before she recovered and let her fist fly to my eye. I could feel it swelling already. I didn't care though I was mad at different things, but none of them I could do anything about now, so I'll take them out on her.
I swung my right hand and hit her in the cheek. I looked at her, she had a bloody lip and a busted cheek. She punched me again and hit me in the eye again. Someone grabbed her and pulled her back. She threw her legs up and one of her boots caught my chin and made me fall backwards. I stood up and rushed her. She was still being held back by someone and I didn't care, I was about to take some sucker punches. They had her arms, so I went for her gut. Then I went for her face again, but she kicked me in my gut and caught me off guard. I stumbled back and decided if it was fair for her to use her feet, I would too. I brang my leg up and kicked straight into her stomach. Whoever was holding had let go and moved. She flew backwards. She got up and wiped her lip and spit in the dirt.
"Bonnie! Quit!" Buford yelled at me, but I wasn't listening. I was stalking over to the newly standing Tyler.
Tyler let all hell loose and charged at me. She grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to the ground. She started hitting my face with so much rage. She moved her hands for one second and I took the chance because her face was close enough, I head butted her. Then rolled over so I was on top now. She was kicking me now and trying to go for my hair.
Buford, and Gaston grabbed my legs and pulled me. They pulled me the way that was towards Tyler's feet. I didn't have any control of where I was going and as I was being towed away Tyler kicked square in the side of the head. My vision blurred for a moment, but I recover and started to claw at the ground. I was actually pulling away from them, when a boot met my face again.
16.5 seconds later
"Hey, no hard feelins'?" Tyler asked me grabbing my hand to pull me up. My cousin, Buford and Gaston were standing over to the side looking at us both. I thought it over for a second. This fight really wasn't her fault, it was mine. I was a loaded gun, and she just pulled the trigger.
"I think that I should be askin' you that. I'm you know… sorry. I just I don't know what happe-"
"I don't want an apology, you started it. I finished it. It's done and over, but hey, you had some really good hits. The head butt, nice. I was dizzy for a minute." I looked at her face, really looked. She was almost fully recovered. Her lip was just covered in dried blood and her cheek was no longer open.
"Hey, why don't y'all cage fighters go inside and get fixed up. So we can all go out ta' dinner." Gaston drawled to us.
"Whatever, Gassy." Tyler told her brother. They looked just alike. Except for the fact he doesn't have as manly of shoulders. Kidding. Well, actually…
"Y'all are so odd." Buford said shaking his head.
"Buford. No, don't even need a nickname that ones funny enough." Tyler aid jokingly.
I actually laughed at that one.
After Dinner
"One missed call. I wonder who from." I drawled slowly. I was lying in the lazy boy with my legs falling over the sides.
I was jacking around on my phone, until I found the call. It was Anelle.
"Ring… Ring… Ring… Howdy." Anelle's happy voice chimed on the other end.
"Well, how're you doin' partner?"
"Well, darlin' I'm doin' pretty good. How 'bout yourself?"
"I'm doin' good, got a little roughed up earlier. But everythins' all good now. What were ya' needin' earlier?" I asked curiously.
"It's literally that time of the month. Full moon. I was wonderin' how you were handlin' up there?" She asked cautiously.
"Honey Bee, I'm back at home."
"What!" She yelled.
"Yeah, I've been here for a few days. Are y'all comin' 'round here tomorrow?" I asked.
"Actually we are like four hours from MawMaw's house. Celia and Rene are getting restless."
"No you are not! Y'all are comin' down here? I haven't seen you in what like a year and a half?" My words getting slightly slurred because I was getting excited.
"Yes, ma'am we are. Hey, I havta' talk to ya' later. My phone is about to die. Love you cuz!" She said happily.
"Talk to you later Anelle."
Anelle is another one of my cousins, but she's a little different. She was adopted. She doesn't have the curse, well this one at least. She has the normal curse that every woman has except my family. Anelle looks more like me than any of my other cousins. She is Mexican. The last time I saw her she had short dark hair, that she always wore down. Her and I get along real nice. She makes my family feel okay about not being blond, blue eyed, and white. Her little sister is only 9, but she isn't adopted. Neither is her little brother Rene. Her mom and dad wanted to avoid the curse, but then decided that everything would be okay, so they had more kids. Anelle is a normal height, which is like 5'4", but that is short to me considering that I'm over 6 feet tall.
Anelle and I got really close when I had to go to Tennessee for two years. She was there to help out with everything. She's my age, but sometimes you can't tell. She acts way older, or other times she acts like she's two.
"What are you doin'?" Aunt Mar came in and looked at me like I had leprosy.
"Nothin'. Talkin' on the phone with Anelle."
"Get you butt up and do somethin' there is little kids in there that need to be entertained. Now go!" She barked and me and swatted my butt as I past her.
"Hey! You break it you buy it!"
Jacob's POV
I'm going to call her. No, I'm going to let her call me. No, I'm going to call her. If I call her then she might think I'm being clingy.
'Shut the hell up. Just call her.' Embry growled at me.
'But what happens if she doesn't answer. What am I going to do?'
'I'm tired of hearing you. I'm leaving. You can whine to Sam, Bitch.'
'No! Don't lea-'
Embry's POV
I pulled out my phone and decided that I would text her.
'Bonnie dearest. I have a bone to pick with you.' I pressed send and walked into my house.
'Umm..Gross. I'm already taken. Thanks though.(; What do you want, Sexy ass?' She replied with in the minute.
'Har har. You need to call Jacob. Hes starting to sound like a chick.'
'Oh dear lord. I will not have my man with a mangina! He better grow some freakin balls and call me.' Hahahha. Mangina. I could see Bonnie with her southern huge attitude head bobbing saying this.
'I literally just rolled on the floor laughing, but I'll tell him. So is business good down there?'
'Business? Ohhhh.. It's great. Everyone wants a piece of this.'
'So I've been told, how is Jake handling that?'
'What he doesn't know won't hurt him. And if he finds out, well someone is gonna get hurt. So, what's shakin' bacon? Or did you just text me to tell me that my man is growing a mangina?' Mangina. Hahahah. That makes me laugh everytime.
'Well, pig, I'm just chillin like a villain. And mostly. Wbu?'
'Well, donkey(Since we're going with farm animals) you're an ass. Well, my ass got into another fight today, but nothing else interesting.'
'Ok first of all, who the hell.. keeps a donkey on a farm? And I'm am def not an ass. That would be you, you hooker. And Why did you get into a fight?'
'Okayyy… first of all, your obviously a city boy. And damn straight I am and proud of it. Oh just one of my cousins. Ohh… has… my.. ummm.. Brother been acting… weird?'
'Born and raised. Ohh.. that narrows it down to all of the south. And weird how? I'm not following, I don't understand hooker-nese.'
'Bahah. Funny. I mean like I'm-changing-into-a-teen-wolf kind of weird. Btw, I have a class. It's called Hook, line and cheaper: Everything a street walker needs to know.'
'Street walker, who is the teacher? Because you are surely not. Because you are much more classy than that, you probably are the principal of the school. And not that I have noticed. And what brother are we talking about?'
'Mr. Ben Dover. Any of them.'
'No, and Ben Dover?'
"Like Bend Over. Dumbass.'
Lillian-Mae's POV
That night was a blur to me. It still is. Here's what I recall about it. I left the kids with George's wife, Cassandra. I had to walk home and grab what I forgot. I forgot candles! I was half way home when I started to feel very uneasy. My head began to spin, then everything is a blur after that.
The next morning I woke up in my house, in my bed. I assumed it must have all been a bad dream, so I got up and went to Bonnie's room. There was no one in the room. I looked around just to make sure, but I assumed once again that she was still out with her dad. He wasn't next to me in bed this morning, was he? No, I don't think so. I sniffed the air. No food was cooking. They must be still out.
I walked to the kitchen and I saw my husband sitting at the table starring into space.
"Al, are you feeling alright?" I asked him.
"I know what you did."