~Chapter 5~
Written by BellaEdwardlover1991
References to Good vs Evil and The Curse of the Swan
The next house I show them has to be a winner. It's big with enough bedrooms for all four little angels, a big kitchen and a basement big enough for a big mancave, which is always a plus. The lovely garden, with freshly grown herbs, might be interesting to Mrs. Evil-Good since generally, women like to cook with that stuff.
I am getting a headache here – so far no house has appealed enough to Mr. and Mrs. Evil-Good. Normally people aren't this hard to please; this sure is the hardest sale I've ever had to do, and the most button clicking I've done since starting at Ellipsis. But, I want that commission!
This has to be it, it has to be.
I don't want to use the clicker this time. No clicking. Just...cool, calm and collected.
"Mr. and Mrs. Evil-Good, if you will follow me please," I say, my tone not as cheerful as before. I have kind of lost my cheerfulness along the way with these picky people.
I lead them into the house thinking to myself, Dear God, please let this be the one they want!
I turn around and try to joke, "I prayed to the Lord that this will be the one!"
Mrs. Evil-Good smiles. "I don't think my Father can help out with this, if he wanted to, he would've done so ages ago."
I sigh. Seriously not understanding these people. They're so weird!
My thumb hovers over the click-button, but no. Cool, calm, collected.
I send Mrs. Evil-Good into the garden, telling her to check out the lovely oasis where she can find her fresh herbs, and perhaps, picture her kids play there. Now I have Mr. Hottie alone!
I feel my panties practically dripping, but Holy Hell, he is so hot! I give him my winning smile as I show him the upper floors, where the bedrooms are.
I know I'm not a bad-looking woman at all, I'm no Victoria's Secret model but hey, hardly anyone is. Yet, this guy barely even looks at me, totally focusing on the house.
Disappointed – all the other hot men I've had alone like this were at least flirting with me – I lead him back downstairs, where we meet up with Mrs. Evil-Good.
I lead them down to the basement, where Mrs. Evil-Good freezes up immediately.
"Bella? What's wrong?" Mr. Hottie is immediately by her side, concerned.
She stares into space for a little while before she comes back to Earth. "Witchcraft," she spits out.
Mr. Hottie smiles. "Alright then. Do you have more houses to show us?" he asks, turning towards me.
"Um… Perhaps. But what is wrong with this one?" I dare to ask, getting the box ready.
"Witches lived here before, the energy is still lingering, especially in this basement. Her Father disagrees with that, so this is not the house for us."
Click...
Ugh. These are the pickiest people I've ever met. Who cares if witches lived in a house before? That doesn't automatically mean the damn house is cursed.
I don't know what to do anymore. Argh!
Cool, calm and collected?
Fuck that.
Click, click, click, click!
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Yes...I'm posting all 12 chapters today.
I had to guess which author wrote each chapter. I totally sucked at it...seriously.