《Dusk // Twilight // Emmett Cullen [ON HOLD]》29. Bite Me, Hasselhoff
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I sit down on the couch and sigh. I grab my phone and press on Silas' face.
"Yes boo?" He answers.
"Is it over yet?" I ask.
"Yes and I'm getting ready to leave." He replies.
"Well, since Emmett knows now, you my friend are coming over to our house and you, Darcy, and I are going to watch those auditions." I state.
"Okay give me directions." He says.
"Oh, I was just going go and get in your car and tell you where to go since Emmett is going to get Darcy." I state.
"That works too."
"Give me like thirty seconds, I'll be there." I hang up and shove my phone in my pocket and taking off full speed. I dodge trees and make my way to the parking lot. I jump through the open window of his BMW and put on my seatbelt. "How long did that take?"
"Twenty seconds." He gawks at me.
"That's a new record." I smirk. "Okay, let's go get to la casa de blood sucking hell demon, before Emmett and Darcy do."
"Blood sucking hell demon?" Silas furrows his brows. "That sounds racist af, and it's against your own kind."
"Eh, Emmett and I joke around when Darcy isn't home."
"Yeah and you also try to see who's stronger when she is home."
"Well, I'm just trying to humble his gigantic ego." I state. "He thinks it's just newborn strength, but I know it's not."
"Okay, just because I know you, and I know how you act, how much stuff did you break when you fucked after you woke up?" Silas asks driving down the road.
"A lot." I reply, "It was pretty bad."
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"Was it in the new house?"
"Yeah and it was the day he finished getting it set up too." I nod. "Broke the bed frame, there's still a few holes in the wall, the best part is Darcy asked they were because Emmett and I were proving who was stronger."
"Damn, and I thought I liked it rough." He scoffs.
"Just wait until after you turn, you can for days." I state. "Turn here."
"Days!?!"
"Yeah you don't tire out. It's great." I smile.
"Can you still finish?" He glances at me.
"Oh yeah." I nod. "Let me tell you something Silas, I thought the sex was good when I was human, and trust me Emmett was holding back, but now it's fucking great."
"You wouldn't shut up about it, that must mean that you've been having the best sex there is now, like Zeus or some shit."
"Turn left." I look out the window. "Trust me, it's probably one of the only perks of immortality."
"We better stay besties forever." He says.
"As long as you are extremely gay, we always will be."
"Oh honey, my gayness is basically aids, it ain't ever going away." We pull into the driveway.
"That's why I love you, Silas." I smile.
"Awe, I love you too mama." He hugs me after shutting off his BMW. "Okay, I want the grand tour."
"Okay, well keep arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times, no flash photography as it scares the animals and please do not feed the animals, and please enjoy the tour, feel free to ask questions at any time." I grin opening the front the door. "This is the living room, set up like your living mortal household would have." I place my hand on the couch. "Genuine leather, pain in the ass to get blood stains out of. The table is black chestnut and the recliners are made of the same leather with black chestnut accents. Now on to the kitchen." I grab his arm and lead him to the kitchen. "State of the art marble countertops, no touch faucet, smart fridge, black chestnut cabinets filled with only the finest china coming from various destination across the world, and a few dollar store sippy cups and paper plates, anyways, on to the bedrooms, then we will go up to the study." I clap my hands together. "Darcy's room, which was Emmett's secret project since the others are still out if the loop on her existence."
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"Holy shit! He has really good sense in interior design." He says.
"Okay now on to the room you've been dying to see." I walk to my room and slowly open the door. "Now, there used to be a gorgeous bedframe but it didn't even last the first night. Holes in the walls, clothes everywhere, and well let's not forget the broken dresser, it outlasted the bedframe but only by two hours."
"I always knew he was a freak." He laughs.
"Well we have to end this tour short because Emmett is about to pull in with Darcy. So we act like you didn't see this room and let's go sit on those pristine leather couch cushions."
We walk out to the living room just as the door opens and Darcy walks through holding Bear Bear.
"Uncle Silas!" She exclaims before jumping up and almost tackling him. "What are you doing here!?!"
"Yeah, I'm wondering that too." Emmett says as he walks through the door.
"Well now that you know that he knows, I figured it make a damn. Besides, he'll be too distracted by Darcy to try and hit on you." I shrug.
"Okay, whatever you say."
"Bite me, Hasselhoff." I narrow my eyes. He flashes his fangs at me.
"Uh oh, get your popcorn because they are about to see who's stronger again." Darcy says.
"Woo! Kick his ass Alli!" Silas laughs.
"Yeah not today, because I cleaned earlier." I state.
"Buzzkill." Darcy murmurs.
"Do you want to clean the house?" I retort.
"No mama, I'll shut my mouth now." She hangs her head.
"That's what I thought."
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