Happy reading guys, this is the longest chapter I have done in a VERY long while as I enjoyed doing it so read on...
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Truth or dare?
"Did you have fun with Jasper?" The familiar voice asked as I took off my bike helmet and locked it in the holder. I pulled my hair back in a bun with the dark brown bobble that was around my skinny wrist as my hair was hard to tame and it went frizzy after paintballing.
"Yeah, I did actually." I smiled at Seth. He was leaning against the wooden door frame that was between the garage and the main house.
My Dad had left us already and had went in search of Alice as he knew he had to help her with the new clothes or she would forever hold it against him.
"Good," he nodded to me.
Renesmee pocked her head around Seth's broad shoulders with Jacob behind her. "We're going to play truth or dare again as we was disturbed the other day, you guys in?" She asked in hope.
"Certainly," I beamed at her in excitement and rushed to her side. Seth and Jacob followed us to girls as we headed to the living room however I quickly grabbed a bottle of wine, vodka and Jack Daniels and a number of glasses before I sat down with everyone else.
"Whoa…No alcohol!" My Dad scolded opposite me on the leather sofa as I sat next to Seth with my legs on his lap (it had become a natural position).
"Then why do you have it in the house?" I asked like a teenager with attitude.
"Just let her have it…" Emmett backed me up as he waved my dad off "It would be fun to see what she's doing with it."
I nodded to him with a smirk. "Now, as everyone is okay with the alcohol lets' play!" I cheered.
"But what are you going to do with it?" Sam hinted for me to carry on the sentence.
"Swim in it," I muttered sarcastically "no, I'm only joking. We are going to play truth, dare or drink? If you pick truth you get a question, dare well you have to do a dare. But…" I dramatically paused. "If you pick drink the person who choices your question or dare choses what you drink, what from and the amount." I shrugged my shoulders.
Renesmee laughed by my feet as she sat with Jacob on the floor, I winked at her.
The game went on…
"I think you need to go to bed…" I laughed at Brady as he stumbled across the living room; his red, cotton t-shirt wrapped around his shoulders as he acted like superman. I was surprised he wasn't wearing his underwear over his pants. Yet.
"No…" He pouted just like a five year old and shuffled his feet while staring at the ground.
I stood up, trying not to stumble over the sleeping Jacob who had also consumed a little too much alcohol. I grabbed Brady by the arm and tugged him to the stairs.
Seth was soon by my side; he had taken all of the truth or dares and didn't touch any of the alcohol saying it was nasty stuff.
I giggled as Brady leaned across Seth with his head looking like it weighed as much as a brick.
"You know this girl right here…" Brady pointed to me with his large hands as he stopped half way up the stairs. He lifted his weight off my shoulder and put all of his force on Seth to get my boy to look at him. "She is hot…. And if you don't take her I will, you need to man-"Seth slapped him around the head with a large thump. "Owww…" Brady cried out in shock and began to wobble.
I automatically caught him, my fingers digging into his arms.
"Seth, you can't just do that you could have pushed him down the stairs." I hissed, outraged.
"Sorry, but you don't know what he's like when he's drunk, if I didn't hit him he would be touching all over you." Seth backed himself up while widening his brown puppy eyes searching for forgiveness.
"It's not like I haven't dealt with that stuff before." I snapped at him.
"You guys act like an old couple – always bickering at each other." Brady piped up.
This time we both taped him over the head but with less force than Seth did a moment ago.
"Stop with the hit-"He quickly stopped in his tracks and covered his mouth.
I quickly pulled him up the grand wooden stairs (using my powers) and pushed him into Seth's spare room where I knew there was a bathroom.
I flung open the cream door and it banged on its hinges.
That's were Brady stayed the rest of the night…
On a bathroom floor with his rusty coloured head pinned to the white toilet seat.
I sighed as I patted Brady's back as he threw up once more – this was pay back for introducing alcohol to the innocent game of truth or dare.
Or was it revenge for going against my Dad?
Seth filled a glass up again with a jug of cold water that was resting on the hand basin. The interior of the bathroom was the same of mine just minus the big bathtub. It held a glass shower, toilet and sink. It also contained a small cabinet that homed towels and bathroom essentials.
"This is your fault." Seth moaned as his friend passed him the empty glass and automatically blanked out.
"Mine? He was the one who can't hold his drink." I laughed.
"How are you still up and awake? you drank three times as much as him." Seth was right after draining the three bottles that I had searched for Emmett had sneaked five bottles of 'Everclear' in the house after saying he was out for a hunt. I'm surprised everyone is still alive.
I laughed and through back my head. "I'm used to drinking it takes way more than that to get me in his state." I nodded to Brady.
Seth groaned as the lightweight rose from his sleep and stood up. Bags were under his eyes, hair was tousled but not in a sexy way and his bare chest held marks of puke.
He grunted his acknowledgment of us and slumped into the spare room that Seth was using and fell on the bed.
I and Seth left moments later after placing a glass of water, some pills and a bucket by his bed.