Okay basically, chapter 1 been shortened. This makes this chapter 2. So now old chapter 2 is chapter 3. Confused yet?
Anyway, tell me if you can suggest how to make it longer?
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Chapter 2
The chairs scuffled as the family entered. Laid on the table was no banquet, just pittance, compared to what their boss had. Yet it was a time of celebration so Melissa and Antio done best to pull out all stops.
Some old candlesticks made up the centrepiece. Antio and Melissa’s wedding present-- a magnificent canteen of pure silver cutlery lay organized on the delicate lace tablecloth. In front of them there was a leg of well-roasted pork, some potatoes garnished with fresh butter, and some freshly baked aromatic garlic bread.
Melissa handed out the plates to everyone, smiling brightly hoping that it would be calm atmosphere. It wasn’t often she got them all sitting together. Normally it was only her and Antio. Sierra and Alexzander headed to respected places in city. So it would be good if it were peaceful celebratory time. Joyous even.
A knock interrupted her thoughts, as she was still standing she headed to answer. Opening the door she saw the face of Krlando the fire swallower, the remains of badly singed eyebrows and beard were first thing you noticed. Still in his performance costume, a jacket and trousers tassels hanging off the fiery colour coat. Naturally red hair spiked up with some cosmetic stuff. He grinned smugly, “’Ow yar Melissa? Ima good meself, ‘till got ‘ungs of ‘teel. Soooooooooo… letting me in?” His eyes a deep ethanol blue, glowing almost.
Sighing she tried to work out words to say so one he’d go away and two not get angry, as he obviously was drunk. Looking to see her family waiting she replied the tone obviously annoyed, “Krlando… it’s not often I can have dinner with my whole family. And you’re not family, plus shouldn’t you be in Town?”
Resting his hands over the doorway he smirked, “May-be I no need to see whores. Krlando can fulfil all your desires and more.” He winked his eyes on her chest, “Come on Antio can’t be ‘at good any-more.”
Ignoring all fury she said levelly, “Eyes up! Now go now, before I make you regret those words Krlando.” Slamming the door with such force the frame shook she heard his yell and laughed, dumb idiot. Hope that hurt his hands bad.
Walking back she laid a bright smile on her face. Slowly pulling her chair out she sat down.
Antio grabbed a jug and started pouring red wine into antique crystal glasses for his wife and himself. Sierra and Alexzander then helped themselves to milk. Alexzander begun to pour his milk into one of the glasses when Sierra interrupted, making him spill some onto the table, he growled.
“Alex. Listen and understand; it’s not wrong to show fear!”
Alexzander slammed the jug down and hollered, “Sierra you’re a weakling and always will be one! You’re just jealous and if that’s how you feel then let’s see who is best!” He stood up knocking the chair over.
Standing up Sierra knocked her chair backward in shock. She was stunned at her brother’s angry reaction but she stood her ground, “Alex it’s not a competition! You don’t need to prove whose best. We’re both skilled so let’s not argue.”
Quickly Melissa try to keep peace, “Now you two, not now, it’s been tiring day and Alexzander clear that expression she cares about you, god, be glad she does.”
Sneering, indignantly he added, “You’re such a wet blanket. It’s amazing you are even doing stunts with someone as talented as moi. Oh and Mother stay out of this!”
Sierra lip quivered slightly and her eyes dampened. She then spoke taking a deep breath after each sentence, “I don’t want to fight. Please Alexzander stop…”
All of a sudden a smirk appeared on her face and she wiped her tears away, “You’re technically not an adult yet little brother!” Laying her hands at her elbows bent she sneered all this.
For a bit seemed like he would back off, Sierra was just so sick of him and his arrogance, heck if any of his fans met him they’d realize he was nothing remarkable. Finally speaking Alexzander seemed shakier, she’d hit him right where he hated, his pride encompassed him, but with tact he was easily hurt, “But… who still is worshipped… not you!”
Sighing angrily Melissa spoke her voice raised slightly, “Son if you continue…” Standing up rather quickly Antio growled ignoring all pain from standing without his crutch, “Alexzander, shut up or all trips to town for you will be cancelled.”
Looking at both of them, Alexzander impulsively rolled his eyes and said. “Mother and Father stay out of this! This between me and Sierra got it!” Only after he said these words he realized how hollow they sounded, the affect of them had been. His anger lessened and subsiding, little he wasn’t so why had it stopped him so much?
“Really Sierra, that was a low down move bitch!” It was so difficult to get the anger within that sentence she’d hit him so damn hard.
Scowling at him she replied, “You couldn’t keep your wonderful ego in check, so had to!”
Seeming very unsure now he mumbled, “ Having an ego is better than being weak…”
Sierra turned away from him muttering angrily, “Alexzander, your arrogance has cost you your sister and friend! I just hope it just doesn’t cost you your life.” She ran out door. Alexzander took one look at his father and saw he was livid, and then he turned to his mum seeing angry twinged by disappointment.
Alexzander knitted his eyebrows and yelled, “Well… What!?”
His mum looked at him and replied “Alexzander, we don’t mind if you were afraid. It’s completely normal. We asked you to stop, and you didn’t so consider privilege of going to town on probation for three months.”
“That’s not fair! She’s being a wet blanket about it, I wasn’t afraid big whoop!”
Looking down at the floor Melissa muttered “Lives not fair! Now when you feel mature enough to apologize. We’ll be here.”
With blind fury in his eyes Antio pointed towards the entrance.
Alexzander stormed out.
