I'm half way through writing the second chapter of Six Years Later and need a break so here's another ... whatever these are.
"Kids, come down stairs!" Alice's mother called from the front door. Alice didn't see why she called them kids, considering she was sixteen and her brother was eighteen. "I'm going to the hospital. Be good. Oliver's in charge. No arguments."
"But-!" Alice began, however her mother cut her off, glaring into her youngest daughters eyes.
"Not buts!" She growled. "You do as your told, and no sneaking out!"
Oliver grinned, rubbing his heavily tattooed neck. The front door closed and he turned on his heels, eyeing his sister menacingly. "You heard her Al, that means no playing you Teens Next Door crap." He laughed. "Go to your room."
Alice gritted her teeth. "Excuse you?"
"You heard me." Her eldest brother retorted.
"Oh I am SO gonna kick your ass!" Alice swung for Oliver, her was over six foot and towered over her, but she wasn't afraid of him in the slightest.
Oliver sighed and pushed her onto the couch. "Down girl. When will you learn? A teenager's got nothing on an adult." Alice leapt back up and kicked him in the shin, making him bounce back in pain. "Alice you fucking slut! That hurt!"
"That was the point twat face!" She barked, diving towards the cupboard and retrieving a golf club. When she turned around she was faced with Oliver, wielding a cricket bat. He swung it hard in his sisters direction, but she met it with hers. The pair pushed hard, their eyes blazing into each others. Swiftly, Oliver shot his leg out and knocked Alice off balance, then whacked her hard in the head. She tumbled backwards then sprawled over the side of the couch. Her bright blue eyes rolling back into her head so all that could be seen was the flat whites. Panic flashed through him.
"Alice?" He stepped closer, his bat still held high in case it was a trap. "Al, this isn't funny." He quickly jabbed her in the side and waited. No response. "Alice? Come on cut it out." He jabbed her again. Still nothing. "Oh shit, oh shit. Alice? Alice, wake up." Oliver pleaded, bending over her and grabbing her face.
Before he had time to react her fist shot out and punched him directly in the testicles, forcing him to fall to the floor in agony, crying out profanities. Alice stood up and brushed herself down, then wiped the blood from her lip. "Loser." She chuckled, stepping over her brothers body and heading out into the spring air to tell her team mates of her accomplishment.