Post by Seth Rivers on Jul 4, 2021 13:11:27 GMT -5
Seth followed behind his oddly dressed friends, he was the most presentable of the trio even though he looked like a drag queen after most of her makeup was smudged off with wet wipes. If someone say him they probably think he was doing a walk of shame or something along those lines. “Should we check out the Cullen’s place? V could be staying there after a week the vampire stench fades away and they’ll been gone months now?”
The totality of the situation started to sink in. Seth let his friends continue to piece the path of then night out. Things changed when Catcher found the shovel under Tash's car. It is very probable that she was more involved in this whole messed up situation they had got themselves in. Here they were now Tash was crying and having a melt down thinking she had tried to maybe kill his best friend and throw him in a hole while was still alive. “Wait now Tash, maybe it was me or maybe Catch want you to dig a hole and burry him. He was the one dressed in the shower curtain.” Seth started to laugh the whole situation was ridiculous. Sometimes it better push past something and get back to normal. Seth leaned over to smell Catcher he actually smelt pretty clean for a muddy guy. “I bet he just fell in the shower or something. He’s not dead none of us are. How about we all just get look to see if there is anything else interesting in here.”
Seth opened the back door and started digging around the back seat. There he found five socks, a half eaten bag of gummy bears, a can of tuna, a set bike pegs and a toy dinosaur. They definitely were in his garage the dinosaur was his favorite toy from his childhood. “ well one things for sure we in my garage maybe that’s where I got my makeover.” Seth picked up the dinosaur rawred and shoved it into the purse. “ That was my favorite dino growing up who doesn’t like the Trex ?"
Post by Catcher Reeves on Jul 4, 2021 18:00:04 GMT -5
”We’ll stop by the Cullen’s then.” He decided; it wasn’t like he didn’t want to just find Veronica off the bat at that house, but he really didn’t know about her friendship with Bella. It would simplify things if she was just at that house, and the best possible outcome compared to finding Embry at her old home. Slowly he was reliving that they were talking in her car, as he stared at Natasha’s Volkswagen while Seth dug out items from the carpet and between seats. It was choppy to think about it because he was sure he just hung out with Veronica for a while then left to find Seth; it was strange that they would meet up again but something must have led to that. All of them except Natasha were prone to craziness and blackouts were not off the table; they were a destined trinity.”Seth, just tell me how to get there.“
There was no way he was letting Natasha drive while she was an emotional rollercoaster and Seth was about to rip the bottom of his tight skirt if he had to move that much; he really hoped they hadn’t made him wear Leah’s underwear too. Sometimes they scared themselves... When Natasha had stuck her hand up and volunteered that she was the culprit burying him, he was stunned then watched her retreat into what he saw was a small unhappy kitten as Seth argued his case. After a few minutes, Catcher just laughed, leaning against the car and holding out his hands to stop them. Two could keep a secret if one was dead; did he do something that warranted either friend to go through all that trouble. Now he was just beyond amused.
”It’s fine… I probably deserved it Tash if ‘you’ of all people tried to bury me.” He rubbed a tear off her cheek with a thumb and shook his head, just pouting in a taunt; she was being cute but he wanted her to cheer up. ”You two can’t get rid of me that easily.”Now that they were friends again, nothing would come between them. Raising an eyebrow, he tilted his head and pulled Natasha over so she leaned on his shoulder.”Look, you probably gave Seth his makeover. I probably made him look like a clown before you came to the rescue. You didn't do anything crazy or bad, ok?”
He never talked like this but it was worth it; she was on the verge of wrecking herself from the events of last night and the aftermath didn't help. He understood she had a lot to lose and a lot she wanted to win back... Releasing her, he watched as Seth put his smudged, running dolled up face close to smell him and he eyed him in before squeezing Seth on the shoulders and folding his arms in protest. ”Don’t make me wear this again for my burial.”He was pretty sure he just wanted to be cremated to ashes now. Catcher flicked the hanging loofa that was attached to his earring and gave a mock glare to his friends before inspecting what Seth had picked out to show them. If he did fall in the shower or pass out then he must have overdosed and he didn’t want them to know that; they'd freak out as they did thinking he died. ”We were at your garage. That peg and the dinosaur…” He was cut off by Seth doing a rawr with the toy, backing a step from the motion and grabbing the bag of gummy bears; it was mostly sticky and melted to each other but he didn’t care since the bears at the bottom of the bag were covered from the sun and still good. Pulling out a haribo, he wiggled it around Natasha's mouth to entice her.
”Alright, here’s what we know. I was with Veronica then went to Seth’s house…” Somewhere in the distance there was a rapping sound and it triggered him. ”So I woke you up, throwing rocks at your room then we snuck into your garage.” He stared at Seth’s face for a long minute and the streaking makeup made him almost spit out his gum as he lifted a hand to trace drawing something, regaining auto memory. In a second he was covering his mouth, sizing Seth up, eyes shining from realisation. ”…you… hate eyeliner.” It was all he could manage, without describing what happened; he was certain he accidentally called Natasha while they were still discussing their plot and he had poked Seth in the eye while Seth wouldn’t stop tearing from the kohl. There was something about red lipstick stains too; they had rolled out all of Leah's lipsticks and messed with them on Seth and it got everywhere like crayons. If he hadn't been either in a bath or shower, he would definitely find a stain from Seth's lips and he struggled not to grin to himself. All for alcohol?!
”You came to save us Tash. We couldn’t have done this without you.” Holding her chin, he teased and kissed her on the forehead, knowing she was upset at having a hand in this but also staying factual because they were ridiculously juvenile; maybe she would stop crying even just to be annoyed again. Or she might even remember that things she did were not so devastating. "Just think about it." Walking to the driver's seat, he opened the door and lifted his curtain skirt to get and shifted the rear view mirror. "Let's go." He turned over the back of the seat to look at his friends and winked, holding out a hand for the keys. "Who knows Tash, there might be another body in the trunk you were trying to bury."
Last Edit: Jul 4, 2021 18:13:59 GMT -5 by Catcher Reeves
Post by Natasha Black on Jul 5, 2021 8:25:09 GMT -5
She didn’t understand how Catcher was being so calm and comforting to her. He was a good friend, and he was the only person who could pull of a loofah for jewellery. She might as tried to murder him or at least she and Seth may how thrown him down into the muddy grave. Here he was though not really worrying about the whole thing.
In a different life, he probably be the kind of guy she could seen herself dating, but he was a great friend that everyone deserved. She sat in the passenger seat and Seth sat in the back continuing to investigate to see if there was more things back there that didn’t belong. She could feel the tower of hair pressing against the roof. It would be great when she could finally fix it and get it back to some sort of normal. “ Of course I cam to save you two. Pretty strange how things turned out then. Seth probably looked gorgeous and now I’m the clown, maybe he was jealous.” Tash was trying to make a joke to light her spirit. She have to top crying about possibly doing something until she had the facts. Catcher waves some melted gummy bear near her face and she bit it ripping a small portion off. It was the first thing she had ate in god knows when but the flavor helped her fell a it more careful. Tash had an obsession with gummy candy. As more little clues kept falling into place, it seemed the night had started out fine, they just been fooling around in Seth garage getting him ready to head to the liquor store. She had been roped in by a call and because of curiosity she headed over and she had to make Seth looked more like his sister. She being responsible probably even gave them a ride to the store. In hindsight she shouldn’t have done that at all. From then things spiraled.
A chill ran down her spine as the Shower curtain crusader mentioned another body possibly being in the trunk. If there was she dumped it at the vampires his house they could deal with it. “You two can check if there’s anything left in my truck when we find V. I’m don’t know how many more surprise I can handle..” Tash was already over the day. She wanted a shower, some regular clothing and hair to sit flat again. She could tuck her hair into a beanie if it was trashed then maybe get V to help fix it later. Hopefully V didn’t look as bad as she did.
Tash passed Cathcher the keys and they were heading to the Cullen's She had heard about the vampire family but never had a chance to meet any of them. From Jake she learned he thought Edward was a pain. “You think that showed curtain belongs to them? They may be mad a group of wolves came in and trashed their home.” Tash couldn’t imagine what type of things they could have gotten up to at the vampires house especially drunk or on drugs.
“One thing for sure Seth you need to get out of that dress and though I like you fashionable attire Catch you really need to put on a pair of pants.”
Last Edit: Jul 5, 2021 16:54:49 GMT -5 by Natasha Black
Post by Seth Rivers on Jul 5, 2021 18:32:33 GMT -5
So it had been decided that the Cullen’s is where they should go next, there so Seth sat down in the back seat of Tash’s car. It was actually pretty clean for a car being driven around by three people who seemed to be out of their minds last night minus all the random objects that ended up in the back seat. “You know the best thing about trying to figure out what happen last night? “ Seth was actually starting to feel the trill of drug induced scavenger hunt. “ In the end will have a story to remember when we’re old and boring one day.” Seth could just see them all sitting on the beach talking about the day Tash looked like a little pony had a baby with a garden gnome and Catcher stared a new fashion line for repurposed bathroom linens. “isn’t the best part of being friends making memories.”
Seth sat in the middle seat he could peek his head out between his friends. He caught a glance of his smudfe make up and begsin try to wipe it off with one of the socks in the back but it just kept getting worse. Flashes of his eyes burning and being poked with the soft black pencil. “Well the eyeliner wouldn’t have been so bad if you ever learned how to colour between the lines.” Its one type of makeup Seth didn’t know why girls tortured themselves putting on.
He was enjoying his time with his friends, it seemed like the adventure was only beginning of many more in the future.
He placed his hands on both side of the seats to study himself while giving directions. “Hey, i'll give directions only if I can drive later.” Seth hated being in the backseat it was a little cramped for his legs.
Seth felt something rolling around by his foot then reached his hand under the seat finding a half bottle of water and two redbulls. He passed one of the cans over to Catcher and gave Tash the water. Seth popped the top and drank down the warm sugar liquid his body had been craving fluids it helped clear the dryness in his throat. He didn’t stop till it was finished. The sugar sparked some motivation and Seth was ready to find Veronica. He bounced a bit in the backseat ready to get to the Cullen’s place.“Ok so let’s get a move on Captian underpants.”
Post by Catcher Reeves on Jul 5, 2021 20:00:58 GMT -5
”Well hey... I’m not driving again later.” Trying to focus and concentrate on the road with a car he was unfamiliar with was extra tedious as he was still coming down from the hangover; he was just taking it a step at a time, getting to the Cullen’s at a snail pace compared to what he would rather be going. Scenery and cars they passed were slow and fast so he was pretty sure he was not fixed up yet; technically Seth and Tash were precious cargo and that had him repeating to himself in his head that they were good being careful, almost responsible.
The sun was bright in the windshield and he wanted it to just be a cloudy evening so he wouldn’t pass out again from the warmth; it made him appear to be frowning, mentally flipping through all the grey areas for vivid memories to come forward. Promising himself he would just sleep all day tomorrow, he noticed the instability of the car on a free way. People were driving so much faster and closer that he couldn't tell if there was a breeze that would swoosh through the gaps of the window and shake the car. He would rather they got out of Forks soon so things would get easier on all of them, thinking about what Seth said about making memories with friends.”Not afraid of what you might have done?”Seth was a daredevil in his own way; so mild yet so liberal it made him think he was prudent.
Straightening up a little, he looked into the rear window to see what Seth was doing and questioned his walk of shame appearance with a smirk. His friend was right, he knew this was going to last a lifetime and they would be talking about this for years to come; even after everyone was too busy being an adult. A grown up life troubled him, worried him that they would all end up separating again; changing so much they would never return to this. Was that inevitable? It dampened him and he turned his attention to Natasha; she was already always doing the mature thing, there wasn’t going to be much change he could expect so he was excited to see her this way. It occupied a lot of his thoughts today.
”If you look like a clown, then what am I? …It’s probably their shower curtain…” His eyes blinked to the right and skeptically looked at Tash when she spoke about her appearance in comparison to Seth’s. She would have no answers for him, he assumed and it would be somewhat of a relief if he had just put this on at the end of the night. Sure they were probably both gorgeous at one point of the night, but now he could see in a reflection for the first time since he woke up, that he was an outrageous tramp only missing a rubber duck accessory. It looked like someone had dusted him with chocolate powder and he was from a psych ward; they could not feel this pain. They were getting strange, looks from passersby driving alongside them, and every time they met a traffic light; it looked like parents were telling their children not to look in fear they’d turn out this way.
”Why? Are you staring at my lack of pants?”Everyone was still whole; no injuries, no missing parts and no murder or death. He was letting that sense of comfort take over so he could relax for one moment as they sat in the car with a sense of purpose. He had spent all night using every ounce of energy and woke up to a startling situation panicking in a hole. Making fun of Natasha’s very serious statement about his ‘attire’ was his way of coping and he knew it would make her flush. Stressing what Natasha was clearly disturbed by, he couldn’t stop smirking to himself as he turned the wheel, pedaling the car with bare feet.
”If we find my pants then I’ll wear some. I’m not wearing V’s pants. You’re sure it’s not growing on you?” He was sarcastic but rather nonchalant, but shaking from suppressing a few laughs, taking the can of redbull from Seth and wedging the pop open with his thumb to drink it. So much to quench, he finished half the can almost instantaneously; sighing, he considered her logic about the mess they may have created at the house. They could always fix things, if it was necessary. They wouldn’t let Veronica handle that on her own. Finding her was a priority for them, she was the last living puzzle piece to their uncensored exploits.
Opening his mouth, he drew in a deep, long breath in exaggerated offense and shock about Seth’s judgment of his makeup skills. The redbull was kicking in fast from the lack of stomach contents and he was getting a charge of taurine.”Not my fault you kept blinking and flinching cause the pencil was getting near your eye.” Drinking the rest of the can, he gave him a look to say he would wear eyeliner just to show Seth how it’s done, half curious what he himself would be with black outlined raccoon eyes. They neared the Cullen household, a quiet and eerily tranquil neighbourhood; slowing down, they were all the noise there was and he was wary to park in front of it. Pulling the gear, the car stopped at the side of street as he stared at the home, fingers holding onto the keys as the engine remained on. There was a musk, odour in the air, looming like a weight in the fog that seemed to cloud and he knew it was a trace vampires... gone but lingering. The Cullens weren't the only ones either; it was ominous and unfavourable that Veronica would be here alone.
Last Edit: Jul 5, 2021 20:15:26 GMT -5 by Catcher Reeves
Post by Natasha Black on Jul 6, 2021 7:19:24 GMT -5
The Cullen’s house was actually quite beautiful l, it had many windows and most if the view from those windows were blocked by very tall trees probably a way to block the view of the goings on inside. As soon as they pulled up to the house , Tash opened the bottle of water she was given by Seth. Taking a big drink she realized it wasn’t water lit burned going down and her stomach began to turn again. “Why didn’t you check if this was water?” Tash hand flew up over herm mouth and she ran inside. “I need to find a bathroom its coming back up.”
She ran into the house holding back the little contents of her stomach as she ran around leaving a trail of dirt from her feet behind her. She wasn’t playing much attention to the décor of the home but from the quick looks he sway having she had remember something about this place little flashes and the location of a bathroom came back. She immediately ran into it and slammed the door, and allow her body to reject whatever she just put into it.
When she felt a little better, Tash got to her feet and finally had enough courage to looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like a creature from a horror movies well not completely but she found what she looked liked horrified herself. He hair was trashed it look like they had replaced it all with cotton candy and glued every piece of glitter they could find to it. She definitely would me getting out of this room until she attempted to wash whatever was holding her locks in the ridiculous tower like formation.
She looked at the shower, this one still had it curtain but it was in very similar style to the one Cather was wearing just this one was more dark and masculine. She must have found a bathroom belong to one of the men of the house. She had found some shampoo which she thought would suffice and a bar of soap. The smell was a little too bold for her but at this moment she was not going to be tromping though this beautiful house making any more of a mess.
Ripping of the paper bag , all the little things she had shoved back into her dress fell out onto the floor. There were a few more random thing in there but she understood it was probably from her just trying to tidy as she went about the night. She left everything just laying on the floor and hopped into the shower. The warm water felt cooling against her skin as it ran down her body a mix of colour and mud filled cover the bottom of the tub looking like melted Neapolitan ice cream and ran down the drain. It looked as most the colour would come out hopefully nose of it would stain her flowing brown locks for long.
She hope the boys were having good luck finding Veronica as finding her dear friend was not on her priority list at the moment. Pouring as much shampoo she could in her hands Tash kept scrubbing by rubbing atherosclerosis hair, it slowly began to give up the fight of gravity and lay back into its original position. It allowed a silence of relief was over her as maybe her hair wouldn’t be ruined after all.
Getting out of the shower a few minutes later, Tash grabbed a towel off the rack and looked in the mirror again. She looked more like herself now but all the colors hadn’t completed left her hair. It still had hits of green, blue and red still visible. To anyone else this might have been a cool punky sort of style but she was quite conservative in nature so she would have to address it a some point.
Leaving the bathroom towel wrapped tightly around her body Natasha started looking for some clothing after she was dressed she go find the boys and Veronica if she was in the house at all.
Last Edit: Jul 6, 2021 7:21:23 GMT -5 by Natasha Black
Seth got out of the car and began to look around. He had visited this house many times in the past. He actually like the vampire family so every once and a while he stop by and check into see how everything was going. It also seemed like the Cullen family didn’t mind him either besides his smell of course they were all very nice to him. It probably help he didn’t act like he rip their heads off every time he saw them.
Watching Tash run inside, Seth just shrugged his shoulders he really though it was just water in the bottle “Sorry,” was all he could get out before she disappeared inside. Seth followed her inside and watched as she moved quickly through the house finally landing herself in a bathroom slamming the door behind her.
Seth wanted to get changed and cleamed up himself but his stomach began to take over his urge to want to find a better outfit and clean up at the moment. He couldn't remember the last time he had ate besides the ring pop and his body wasn't going to allow him to go one much further before he put something into his body. It was a annoying pang he just had to statify.
Seth just walk quietly toward the kitchen bare feet slapping against the cold wood beneath his feet. He hoped maybe they had something to eat in the cupboards somewhere, maybe V had stocked on snacks if she was staying there. Seth stomach was rumbling in protest he was starving, anything at this point would do.
Opening a few cupboards set found a loaf a bread. In the refrigerator he found some lunch meat and cheese. Giving it a sniff he could tell it was all still fresh and he threw the components together making himself a small snack. One sandwich wouldn’t cure his hunger but it would get eating off his mind for a few minutes. Seth called out for Catcher, “You want a sandwich bud?”
Last Edit: Jul 6, 2021 7:45:46 GMT -5 by Seth Rivers
Post by Catcher Reeves on Jul 6, 2021 15:33:28 GMT -5
Well, they were going in that house now... Natasha had dashed into the house upon drinking that clear bottle and Seth followed her; it was unusual for him that the house was unlocked but he guessed that was some kind of normal here. Would have been bad to have left it like this while Veronica was at home compromised... He turned off the car and got out, the old door creaking shut with a loud click. Catcher surveyed around the area one last time, spinning in a quick circle as he walked up the paved path parallel to the drive way, curtain drape swinging. Seth had left the door ajar so he went in and closed it quietly, taking in the interior. Nothing prompted any memories until the cold air surrounded him and there was nostalgia of them winding down.
There was the whirring sound of a hairdryer from upstairs, barely audible and a mixture of scents of warm bubbles, steam and also Veronica. Hearing Seth, his eyebrows raised in surprise and he walked around a pillar divide to see Seth in the kitchen, fridge exposing food aroma and making a sandwich. ”Yea…” He saw the ingredients and went beside Seth to pull out two slices, then pinching out the cheese and meats to stack it on the bread before going to the bin and spitting out his gum. It felt odd to be making themselves at home but he was famished and he watched as Seth ate happily trying not to be such a boy scout, holding onto his own sandwich; this was more food than he had in twenty four hours or more.
”Tash has beaten me to the shower.” His gaze traced the ceiling as if he could see through it, listening to what he assumed was a panic attack about her hair and lack of clothes. When they messed with her hair, they had just thought something good would come from it; she was a pretty girl and they didn't think too much more. Hopefully there was a silver lining; this time had been more extreme than the first dye prank. He was going to rinse but now, choose the wrong door and the rest of their journey would be extremely awkward. That would be a major setback for himself with her. Natasha would never forgive him and he would never forget it.
As he took a bite, it was a satisfying chow of much needed sustenance and he resisted devouring it like a starved animal; savouring bites like it was the best thing he ever ate. It was, under these circumstances. A couple of bites in and he put it down on the counter, closing his eyes to enjoy the flavours as he munched a mouthful; he was never an expressive eater but this was some basic food porn. Since Natasha was somewhere making thuds and knocks upstairs, he figured she was going to be on a rampage to get rid of her party favour outfit. Dusting his hands of crumbs, he went to the sink and let the water run, wiping his face so it had no more streaks of dirt; water dripping down his neck, turning cold in the air-conditioning, he really needed to shower again. The sandwich would be saved for now, he was going to come back and cram it down; he had a habit of leaving the best parts for last when he ate and holding out so he didn’t over eat at once. That made him food coma badly and they had a long day ahead.
Catcher knew Seth would eat until he was full so he walked to the powder room and checked if there was anything; not needing to even walk in, there was only a sink, nicely set up toiletries and a toilet. He obviously used someone’s shower in one of the bedrooms and it must have been with Veronica’s consent, so he walked across the hall; large full scaled windows aligned the corridor and it was a fantastic view. For a moment, he imagined it would be great to live there, musing until he remembered Veronica probably lived here already. A simple flutter in his chest, he shook his head, flecks spraying the window from his hair; they were meant to be nothing, but if she was home alone with him he would never want to leave the house.
Just before he reached a guest bedroom door, he saw the pool; a glimmering lagoon of blue, reflecting clearly at the end of the yard. A large deck that was partially covered distanced where he was to the water edge; the windows he stood behind were sliding panels that could peel back for complete airflow. What should be crisp edging of the swimming pool was foaming, and he blinked to clear his vision, noticing there were bubbles overflowing all around while an oversized float of some kind was rotating so lazily amongst the piles of bubbles he couldn’t tell what it was.
They would have to go outside to see what this was about and he looked for the window lock, pulling it back to push a panel open. There was silence, except slight fizzing from the pool and he contemplated, biting down on his teeth in a grind, choosing to push the room door open for a quick search. The bedroom was virtually untouched, curtains drawn and perfect for sleeping; he could see the bed was made and there was nothing out of place so he frowned and pulled the knob to a close. Might as well jump into a bath of a pool. Fiddling with the loofa, he stepped onto the deck, pausing here and there to try unhooking the loops of string; he couldn’t see it so it wasn’t coming out and he considered going back in to cut it with a pair of scissors. ”V?”
He continued walking, staying in the shade at first until he found random poolside items laid out and foam sticks laying around; there were cans and glasses on a low table, towels hanging on the chairs. His eyes fell on a water gun and he examined it, then pumped it once seeing if there was water; it was a short blast but there was some left and he walked around the pool, heading to the other side to see what or who was on that float. Slim, tall trees adorned all sides of the back yard, cooling and beautifully isolating. A gentle breeze rippling their leaves and drawing in a fresh pine to his nose. Bubbles and soapy, floral scented water in puddles around his feet mirrored the sky, continuing to stream from the slight wind. ”Seth, come see this.” Calling, he was a whole forte louder so he could be heard, the only sound reverberating at the house yet nothing stirred in the pool.
Last Edit: Jul 6, 2021 15:38:39 GMT -5 by Catcher Reeves
Seth kept eating, while Catcher went off to investigate and hopefully get cleaning up. He too was really ready to go find a shower and probably raid Edward’s room for a pair of pants. He was over being dressed as a woman but he would allow Catcher get cleaned up first, a dirty crusty boy trumps beats looking like a hooker. He could probably get mostly cleaned up in a bathroom well stocked with soap and makeup remover. He was about to go use the powder room when he was done eating when he was interrupted .
Seth could hear Catcher calling so he headed in that direction to investigate sandwich in hand. From the look of things they had spent sometime poolside, maybe that is why his makeup was al smudged all over his face it would make some sense. They probably had a water fight or something, or its possible he had gone swimming and rubbed his face get out of the water.
It was a little messy around with all the pool equipment. The bubbles mixed with water making to water look all foamy along the edges. “There’s no way we weren’t here last night.” he finished off his food and stayed picking up some of the empty cans and garbage they had left all over the pool deck. They had made the mess so Seth thoughnit be right just to help to clean so of it up instead of just standing around doing nothing. Filling his arms as much as possible Seth started walking back toward the house to find the trash.
He watched as Catcher walked around the pool to investigate, the float. It was odd place for anyone to be sleeping but he had just been asleep in a tree so no judgments here. Falling into the water wouldn’t hurt as much at least. “Is it V.? She breathing?” Seth didn’t think she actually be dead but after they possibly tried to kill Catcher he didn’t know what to expect.
Last Edit: Jul 7, 2021 7:52:43 GMT -5 by Seth Rivers
Post by Veronica Call on Jul 12, 2021 16:46:41 GMT -5
Prom night came and gone, despite being there for like few minutes, Veronica remembers slapping Catcher, walking back to her car and chugging tequila bottles like water. The way she was going with drinking, she’s surprised she hasn’t damaged her liver and kidney. Her health was great, thanks to wolf genes, she was in great shape, with maybe drinking problems. The way she lives her life is not normal, barely any friends, keeps to herself, goes out to clubs or bars, drinks like there’s no tomorrow, watch sunsets on the beach, wake up late and baby sit Cullen house. This was her life, she thought about adopting a puppy just to piss off the Cullens when they come back as they hate the smell of dogs. The irony, but talked herself out of it.
The sun shone brilliantly in the clear, blue sky; when beam of light began to heat the side of her face making her groan. Her head moved left to right making squeaky noise. What the hell? Every muscle in her body ached from soreness, her eyes were struggling to open and more she moved her body more squeaky noise came. Something cool, wet was touching her butt and some part of her thighs Did I pee in my sleep? Hearing familiar voices, Veronica’s eyes shot open, her heart racing and frantic as she looked around the surrounding; everything was light - dark shaded. No one should’ve been there but her. According to Bella Swan, the Cullens left Forks to a bumblefuck town and she needed someone to look after the house. She couldn’t say no to her; live in a nice, beautiful decorated house that has a pool? She told Bella she will move in and look after it until they return. Whenever that may be.
Her eyes landed on a curtain boy wearing loofah earrings and Leah? ”Oh! I didn’t know I was expecting company today. Good morning ladies. How you doin?” Veronica realized that she was wearing sunglasses, she took them off to see her surrounding little better. Her eyes were still struggling to stay open as she noticed curtain boy was Catcher and Leah was actually Seth. She looked ahead only to realize she was floating on a unicorn tube, more like fell asleep on it…again, then to water, laughing at the condition of the pool, now a spa; floral with hint of lavender aroma filled her nostril was her favorite smell. She never thought about turning pool into a spa, whoever did it was a genius. HOLD UP…what the hell happened?! Veronica was not too keen on having anyone over especially at the Cullens as this was not her residence and Bella will kill her if she finds out what happened!
”What am I wearing?!” She looked at her legs, eyes trailing up her body and her hands touched her hair. Whew, at least nothing happened to my hair. Never in million years she would wear hula grass skirt with coconut bra. She was not happy with clothing nor she felt like getting out of the tube and water to change. ”Why are we dressed up like this? What happened?” Veronica wore her sunglasses, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. It was rather beautiful morning, sun with slight breeze, shade and spa pool. ”Water is amazing, you guys should get in.” She scooted a little down so she would have enough space for her head. Resting her head on the back of the tube, she started to wonder what really happened last night.
Post by Catcher Reeves on Jul 12, 2021 18:21:02 GMT -5
Catcher stood, leaning to one side next to Seth as they watched sleeping beauty wake up, horribly. He was about to squirt water from the toy gun to rouse her if she kept sleeping like that but now that she was awake, he sprayed Seth instead; emptying the rest of the cartridge as Veronica mistook them for strangers. There was a brief moment he wanted to write or draw things on her face but he missed that chance now.
The seriously confused expression he had a moment ago about what happened to the pool and Veronica on her giant float was replaced with an ever growing grin. He was pretty certain they all started chucking bath bombs and soap until this was the result; and he vaguely remembered V saying she wanted a bubble bath spa. Drag Leah was now dripping in the face and chest; Seth’s makeup looked very waterproof and he tilted his head from one side to another, checking him out before throwing the water gun into the pool. Who knows how he was going to get that entire waxy cosmetic off him, and he was glad he didn’t get painted.
He was still dirty, but the pool was beyond saving; they would have to drain it so why waste it? So he took a few steps back, unraveling the curtain because it didn’t matter anymore if he was almost naked, wrapping it around his arm to fold it in a small ball. He threw it on the deck and ran, jumping into the pool next to where Veronica was. It was going to make a splash and waves that would rock her rubber unicorn and he hoped she would scream even if he wouldn’t hear it, coming up from being submerged.
Wiping his face, he was surrounded by bubbles and foam and it smelled good, he was finally not stinking of graveyard. Catcher only had his head out, his hair sticking to his face in stringy sections as he smiled at Seth, the loofah bobbing around like a buoy. The dirt was floating off him and soiling the pool water a little with murkiness. Veronica asked a lot of questions for someone who just woke up; he guessed she was less wasted than they had been. Her costume was more like a real party one whereas they looked like they had just crashed her event. Wading, he swam next to her float like a shark and popped up on the side, supporting himself by hanging an arm on the unicorn. ”We came to ask you if you remembered anything… I’m pretty sure I was wearing your shower curtain.” He scooped a cup of the tinted water and flicked it at her, backing away from her float happily to avoid her revenge. The water was cooling, calming and refreshing at the same time; just what he needed. Exactly a remedy to a bad hangover; it woke him up while the food he ate worked its magic to suck all the alcohol away.
”Those two were trying to bury me so now we are trying to figure out the rest of the night all the way to the beginning.”She looked like she had been out there all morning and was baked dry but he stopped looking at her because her outfit was as revealing as much as he imagined her in a bikini only better.”We need your help… we might have taken some drugs from somewhere.” He left out that they could have been on the run, could’ve stolen it or done some crazy shit; she was probably not going to be surprised but there was no point worrying her if she wasn’t involved.
Last Edit: Jul 12, 2021 18:24:48 GMT -5 by Catcher Reeves
Post by Natasha Black on Jul 13, 2021 8:45:04 GMT -5
Natasha had finally found a suitable outfit in one of the closets. From then pictures notes lying around the room she realized it was belonged to Alice. Hopefully she didn’t mind and outfit going missing she would return it if she asked. It medium length modest light blue dress, something she could see herself purchasing. She returned to the bathroom and looked in the full length mirror. Her hair was laying down but the colors looked more brighter since it had started drying out. The was nothing she could do about it right now so she just head down the stairs to find the boys.
She found them out at the pool that had turned into what smelt like lavender and looked like an over sides bathtub with all the bubbles. She walked in to Veronica on the float wearing a more favorable outfit then she was before getting all cleaned up. She would have preferred the hula girl outfit. She was the lucky one her hair looked fine. Tash took a Seat down pool side just picking up stands of her locks and looking them, her hair as part of her identity. People aren’t going to understand what happened to it. She lifted her head when Cather’s mentioned her and Seth trying to bury him and she just shrugged. “ You just told me back there that it probably wasn’t my fault. I’d blame it on bags pharmaceuticals. We have no clue what we may have consumed.”
She looked over at Veronica hoping she had any idea what else they may have gotten into together. “Were we with you most of the night?” she remembered seeing glimpses of Veronica face they were laughing and carrying on but she couldn’t completely remembered. Something about an astronauts came to her mind but something like that wouldn't make much sense because Astronauts wore pants and she can't see she wouldn't ever think about one without them.
Last Edit: Jul 13, 2021 8:50:37 GMT -5 by Natasha Black
Post by Seth Rivers on Jul 13, 2021 9:28:00 GMT -5
Seth watched Veronica rise like a zombie from the dead. The grass skirt and sunglasses a classic outfit. He would have tired pulling that off if he didn’t have to impersonate Leah. “Nice, ou…” He was about to complement the attire when Catcher started spraying him with the water gun. Some got into his eyes and it burnt.
“ Ahhh, there’s was booze it that. My eyes.” He rubbed his eyes cleaning them. Seth jumped into the pool after Catcher, to rise himself off. The water hurt his eyes a bit too but it would take long for them to feel better. He slowly watched the mud run of Catcher’s skin making little mud trails skimming the water. Its good the pool was so big the about of water would stop it from turning into a swamp. " We could have killed you and you won't be here to complain about it."
He looked over at Tash, she looked sort of defeated sitting in the chair running he fingers in her hair. Now that it was down it still seemed like she still hated the colors. "Your hair actually looks pretty punk rock. Embrace it."
As he dirt started slipping off his arm it reviled something he had seen on Cather’s skin before he tapped him on the shoulder to pointed out to him. “Bro I wasn’t the one who got some new modifications. Mine can be taken out your doesn’t look like its going anywhere.” He was glad he wasn’t the only one who was stupid enough to get some body modifications done. It made him chuckle, hopefully what Catcher go etched into his skin and some sort if meaning to him. It be horrible to have some shitty piece of art stuck to his body for the rest if you life. "Hey so what is it?"
Last Edit: Jul 14, 2021 8:33:38 GMT -5 by Seth Rivers
Post by Veronica Call on Jul 15, 2021 16:59:40 GMT -5
Veronica closed her eyes, thinking about going back to sleep for few but who was she kidding, that wasn’t going to happen as long as Seth and Catcher were there. She was enjoying the moment with her friends and perfect weather. It was early for sure and she was zombie hula girl showing more skin than she had over the years. Not sure if it was okay to laugh or facepalm her face at her friends silliness, she laughed. She would hate to be at the end of that water gun. Booze in a watergun was a genius idea, whoever did that, kudos for them. She opened her eyes in time to see Catcher removing his curtains and running towards her; ruining her thoughts about sleep, food. Now Food and naked Catcher filled her mind. She screamed when water splashed on her face, wave rocked her float and she couldn’t move fast enough to change position from laying down to sitting up. She thought one person jumping in like a cannonball was enough but guess it makes it more fun when second person does it and rocks her float even more.
Laughter left her lips as she wiped water from her face. She splashed water to Catcher and Seth as she sat up on her tube. Hugging the head of unicorn, Natasha walked in looking beautiful in a light blue dress. They were asking if they were together last night and she had no remembrance of what happened aside from drinking, dollar bills, dances, and stripping. WHOA, this is whole new level of craziness that I may have done. I hope I don’t have dick drawn on my forehead this time. Veronica took off her sunglasses and checked through the glasses if she had any drawing on her face. whew, that’s a relief. I did not want to go around walking with a dick on my forehead. Once was enough.
She looked at friends one at a time, trying to piece everything together and why was Catcher muddy? ”I hate to tell you this but, I don’t remember anything aside from strippers and dollar bills.” Sometimes she feels like her memory were wiped clean in the morning and she goes on about her day. It bothers her that she can’t remember and may have memory of a gnat as her friend’s husband used to tell her. She remembers talking to Catcher after prom in the parking lot then somehow her pizza craving hit and she wanted wine and pizza. ”Catch and I were talking in the parking lot after prom, I was craving pizza so ended up grabbing pizza and came back here?” She looked at the house, eyes narrowing on cameras that were installed around the perimeters. She prayed Cullens were not watching on their home or get mad at the things that might have happened last night.
”It’s no surprise that you were buried alive. You probably did something…again.” She opened her mouth and closed, not wanting to say anything to Catcher in front of Seth and Natasha. It was probably best leaving it alone, she thought. ”by the way, you like what you see?” Her mouth and mind were on two different rhythm; she couldn’t control what she was thinking nor what she was saying. Throwing her sunglasses on the pool side, scooped some water in her hands and splashed her face. Cool water felt good against her warm face. ”Cullens have security cameras, we can check what happened. OR we can relax by the pool, order food and enjoy the day.” She was rather comfortable with staying in water all the day, laying around poolside, playing music and enjoying the company.
Last Edit: Jul 15, 2021 17:02:41 GMT -5 by Veronica Call
Post by Catcher Reeves on Jul 15, 2021 17:53:34 GMT -5
He made a bemused face that Natasha was so grumpy even after she had washed out her hair. It was still faintly rainbow but at least it looked like a smooth popsicle as opposed to a crazy paintbrush. She sounded like such a know it all when she was mad and he wanted to laugh. Catcher remembered he did tell her it wasn’t her fault and sank into the water, blowing bubbles in a sigh. It was ominous that they didn’t know what might be in their system, but they weren’t human so did it really matter if nothing stopped their hearts? He knew they weren’t perfect and he had never felt this way in his life but he didn’t exactly regret either. This was one of those moments after drinking where you think you’ll never do it again but you do.
”Oh…”They put booze in the water guns?! He was sorry that Seth was in some kind of pain but he was also extremely impressed at them; whoever did that was nothing short of ingenious. The space age styled gun was somewhere at the bottom of the pool now and he gave up the idea of making Natasha wet since she was clean and moping over her hair.
”I know, don’t kill me.” He said sarcastically but also meaning it as he rolled his eyes and bobbed around Seth, leaving a mud trail until it was entirely gone. Then Seth made him stop his playtime and he looked down seeing some shading on his arm and hand; the water made everything faint, minimized and distorted. When he lifted an arm out of the water, so much foam dripped off and he was trying to look while pedaling to stay afloat; it was in the wrong direction to look down the arm. He had to get out in order to inspect himself but from what he could tell, there were multiple random items on his skin."I can't tell what's on me... but one of my rings is missing." Throughout his life so far he had been a blank canvas, not by choice but some family doctrine that he wasn’t supposed to be branded like livestock. He listened to Veronica's words and off handedly spoke, suspicious she had made them watch men dance; he hadn't forgotten she was very sweet on overly ripped or tall guys."I don't see why we would pass up pizza V, so I guess we ate then I went over to Seth's. Did you trick us to go see some stripper show?"
Pushing water until he got to the edge, he climbed out where Natasha was seated and grabbed a towel; throwing it on himself like a big cape and stalked into the house, nervous. Dripping water everywhere, he went directly to the bathroom and stared at his reflection. If he had still been in the pack, years ago he would have fainted. Now, he picked apart his decision trying to understand some mysterious part of his psyche he wasn’t conscious of; why was there a conjoined triplet of hearts, better yet why was there a miniature dinosaur? Why did he have a shaded kaleidoscope of geometry that was the sun, moon and stars revolving in an unending loop?
He turned around trying to see if there was stuff on his back but it was clear; however there was a little red A encircled on his finger. A flashback from the colour triggered and he saw the face of a sharply featured blond young man, he had lifted his shirt to show the same symbol on his abs, laughing and then the pain of the needle. He was bombarded with a head pounding of visions, the bitter taste of a little pill that he had thought would taste sweet. More pain, stabbing and Seth squirming; Natasha’s very unamused face looking at him. Veronica’s voice saying she thought the dinosaur was cute. Catcher covered his face with his hands, not clear with his emotions, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Maybe even die.
There was an eternal seal written in Theban across his heart as he looked down, something he didn’t actively recognise. A language he struggled to memorise but had been fascinated with. He was too confused to try to read it as it surrounded a sigil; he was seeing the mirrored Honorius alphabet and distinguished only a couple of letters that appeared to begin the names of his friends. It seemed everything he had done was related to them, a tribute of sorts. This was the beginning of the end, he was never going to get these off; he felt some panic and sat down, rethinking that he may have begun the drugs during the tattooing and just lost his mind.
Now it was too late and he ran a hand through his wet hair, slicking it back completely, wiping his face with the towel before walking back out to the kitchen. Picking up the scissors, he snipped the loofa off and pulled the entangled strings out from the loops. Sane him would never get cartoons or anything without the bigger picture, but there was something affecting him in the tragedy of what was done; it wasn’t a tragedy at all. Grabbing the rest of his sandwich, he started eating it again so that he could stop letting his parents’ voices get to his head; was everything really that bad? It wasn’t. The truth was, he was kind of happy; unshackled. The food was like a binge; if he had ice cream he would probably eat the entire tub to cope. He had been berated so much in his life, it was trauma ringing. Covering himself in the towel like he had bat wings, he took a pen from the desk and walked to the pool, hiding it in his hand and jumping back in trying to shrug everything off.
”Apparently, I now need a lot more tattoos.” In a way, covering himself would make them less obvious, and in another sense, he simply wanted more. If Veronica had been the reason he got the tiny fat dinosaur with a purple dot for its eye, he was kicking himself for being such a simpering sheep. Floating back to her, he almost flipped her over as he grappled the unicorn, making slippery squeaky noises with every contact and reached up to draw on her forehead. She still had her sunglasses on and seemed to be sleepy and dazed; her skin warm and he looked into the dark lenses with a suppressed smile that spread from ear to ear, his face close to hers, pouncing on the opportunity. The intensity of physically touching her once more since a lifetime ago paralysed him; he felt the hurt in love.
At least it wasn’t permanent, and he wasn’t going to write something like Pen15 but he drew a tiny star right in the centre, not having enough time to draw something else. The point was just to mark her, and with her perfectly done up face, she would loathe it. His brows furrowed as he concentrated for a split second and ignored the fact that he had to hover over her. They were so unstable on the rubber unicorn that he almost wrote a huge line that would look like an L. He was shocked as they rocked, partially sinking the base from his added weight, hopping off as quickly as he had gotten on, swimming over to grab onto Seth grinning and vague."It's just some random stuff..." He kissed him on the side of his head and squinted up at Veronica who had no idea what was on her face, waiting for her to flip out. ”Now you're just like us."Not so flawless.
It all made sense now, he had been chasing her like the stars that lined his sky; he had missed her as much as he would look to the galaxy every night when they were apart. Seth had been the only friendship he had loved enough to value as more than family; he was the sun that he turned to face with happiness. And, Natasha; she had a special place in his heart that she could never leave, whether he was near or far. She was the constant he had only dared to dream of and never would reach; a kindness no one else had shown him. That Moon across the dark ocean of his life, his wounds healed under. They were sealed on him with unbreakable magic. The pictures worth a thousand words.
Last Edit: Jul 15, 2021 18:02:19 GMT -5 by Catcher Reeves