The Face of Beauty to Fall For
We've All Been Lost For Most Of This Life
Around three movies after my Thai arrived and I had eaten, we started playing Dance Dance Revolution. And as I assumed before that, Alice beat everyone.
“I feel inept.” I said, laying on the floor, breathing heavily from playing on the hardest level minutes before.
“That’s okay. So do we.” Elizabeth said, scowling a little at her sister.
“Sorry.” She said, smiling apologetically and sitting next to them on the couch.
I opened my mouth to say something just as there was a knock on the door. Startled, I stood and grabbed the loaded pistol my dad kept in the kitchen drawer closest to the front door. I looked out the window and sighed, uncocking the gun and opening the door. “Hi Emmett.”
"Hey there, Travers. Long time, no see." Emmett told me with a smirk, handing me a bottle of something that looked three times my age in passing.
"Thanks, Emmett." I said, setting it on the counter in the kitchen. "Nice of you guys to show up." I said, sitting back down on the couch next to my friends. “Jasper. Rosalie.” I said in acknowledgement, waving at them. “Cullen… What are you doing here?” I asked coldly.
"Yeah, well we decided that since Edward wouldn't shut up about how much he can't stand being around you, that we'd drag him along for the night." He said with a grin at his younger brother.
Edward gave Emmett a glare in return. “I didn’t choose to come back. I was forced.” He stated.
"Unfortunately, I don't have room for all of you." I said, giving a pointed stare at Edward.
"Oh, that's okay. Zachary and I can have one of the rooms, Alice and Jasper can have the other, Emmett and Rosalie can be on the couch, and Edward can share your room." Elizabeth said with an evil grin.
"I think not." Edward and I said in unison, looking at each other with the same look of disdain before turning our heads away from each other.
"And you thought you two had nothing in common." She said, smiling at us.
“We don’t!” We said again, glaring at each other.
“I’m going home.” Edward spoke up, turning for the door.
I groaned inwardly, I hated being a nice person. “Don’t leave… There’s a futon in my dad’s military room you can sleep on. It’s stupid for you to leave.” I told him.
He looked at me for a minute before sitting on the recliner nearest him. “Okay.” He said reluctantly.
I smiled triumphantly.
Emmett looked at us. “So… what were you guys doing before we showed up?”
“Playing Dance Dance Revolution.” Alice told him from her place on Jasper’s lap.
“It was obviously the wrong game to challenge Alice on.” Elizabeth spoke up.
“What should we do now?” I questioned.
“Got a deck of cards?” Emmett asked.
“Yeah, somewhere. Why?” I asked.
“Poker.” He said. The entire crowd’s eyes lighting up, even Edward’s.
I nodded and walked over to the other side of the room, rummaging through a couple plastic bins stacked into the shelves on the wall and produced a deck of cards and poker chips. “Let’s go sit at the dining room table.” I suggested, leading the way there.
About an hour later, I was in the hole sixteen grand and I’d lost my first born child to Rosalie.
“I think I’m gonna quit while I’m behind.” I said, throwing my cards onto the table and standing.
“Yeah, me too.” Elizabeth said, doing the same.
I scoffed, “Whatever, dude. You’re winning.” I told her.
“I can still stop.” She said, smiling.
I rolled my eyes. “So… it’s kinda late.” I told them.
They looked up at me.
“I think I’m gonna go to bed.” I said, hoping they didn’t think I was weird. But it was four in the morning and I was having a hard time keeping my eyes open.
They all looked at each other.
“Right… us, too.” Zachary said, yawning.
They all stood and headed into the living room. “You guys can choose whichever room you want. My dad’s is that one.” I said, pointing to the French doors leading into the master bedroom. “And the military room is the one in the hall to the right.” I explained.
“We’ll take that one.” Emmett said, his arm around Rosalie’s waist.
“If you guys need anything. My room’s up the stairs in the garage.” I told them, waving good night as I walked out, feeling eyes on me.
I closed the door and pulled on my pjs, putting my iPod on my sleep playlist. The first song playing being Losing My Religion by REM. I smiled and fell into a light sleep.
“I feel inept.” I said, laying on the floor, breathing heavily from playing on the hardest level minutes before.
“That’s okay. So do we.” Elizabeth said, scowling a little at her sister.
“Sorry.” She said, smiling apologetically and sitting next to them on the couch.
I opened my mouth to say something just as there was a knock on the door. Startled, I stood and grabbed the loaded pistol my dad kept in the kitchen drawer closest to the front door. I looked out the window and sighed, uncocking the gun and opening the door. “Hi Emmett.”
"Hey there, Travers. Long time, no see." Emmett told me with a smirk, handing me a bottle of something that looked three times my age in passing.
"Thanks, Emmett." I said, setting it on the counter in the kitchen. "Nice of you guys to show up." I said, sitting back down on the couch next to my friends. “Jasper. Rosalie.” I said in acknowledgement, waving at them. “Cullen… What are you doing here?” I asked coldly.
"Yeah, well we decided that since Edward wouldn't shut up about how much he can't stand being around you, that we'd drag him along for the night." He said with a grin at his younger brother.
Edward gave Emmett a glare in return. “I didn’t choose to come back. I was forced.” He stated.
"Unfortunately, I don't have room for all of you." I said, giving a pointed stare at Edward.
"Oh, that's okay. Zachary and I can have one of the rooms, Alice and Jasper can have the other, Emmett and Rosalie can be on the couch, and Edward can share your room." Elizabeth said with an evil grin.
"I think not." Edward and I said in unison, looking at each other with the same look of disdain before turning our heads away from each other.
"And you thought you two had nothing in common." She said, smiling at us.
“We don’t!” We said again, glaring at each other.
“I’m going home.” Edward spoke up, turning for the door.
I groaned inwardly, I hated being a nice person. “Don’t leave… There’s a futon in my dad’s military room you can sleep on. It’s stupid for you to leave.” I told him.
He looked at me for a minute before sitting on the recliner nearest him. “Okay.” He said reluctantly.
I smiled triumphantly.
Emmett looked at us. “So… what were you guys doing before we showed up?”
“Playing Dance Dance Revolution.” Alice told him from her place on Jasper’s lap.
“It was obviously the wrong game to challenge Alice on.” Elizabeth spoke up.
“What should we do now?” I questioned.
“Got a deck of cards?” Emmett asked.
“Yeah, somewhere. Why?” I asked.
“Poker.” He said. The entire crowd’s eyes lighting up, even Edward’s.
I nodded and walked over to the other side of the room, rummaging through a couple plastic bins stacked into the shelves on the wall and produced a deck of cards and poker chips. “Let’s go sit at the dining room table.” I suggested, leading the way there.
About an hour later, I was in the hole sixteen grand and I’d lost my first born child to Rosalie.
“I think I’m gonna quit while I’m behind.” I said, throwing my cards onto the table and standing.
“Yeah, me too.” Elizabeth said, doing the same.
I scoffed, “Whatever, dude. You’re winning.” I told her.
“I can still stop.” She said, smiling.
I rolled my eyes. “So… it’s kinda late.” I told them.
They looked up at me.
“I think I’m gonna go to bed.” I said, hoping they didn’t think I was weird. But it was four in the morning and I was having a hard time keeping my eyes open.
They all looked at each other.
“Right… us, too.” Zachary said, yawning.
They all stood and headed into the living room. “You guys can choose whichever room you want. My dad’s is that one.” I said, pointing to the French doors leading into the master bedroom. “And the military room is the one in the hall to the right.” I explained.
“We’ll take that one.” Emmett said, his arm around Rosalie’s waist.
“If you guys need anything. My room’s up the stairs in the garage.” I told them, waving good night as I walked out, feeling eyes on me.
I closed the door and pulled on my pjs, putting my iPod on my sleep playlist. The first song playing being Losing My Religion by REM. I smiled and fell into a light sleep.