Surprise Visit { DevilEyes & xMILENKOx }

[DevilEyes]

Ever since I was young, I never really knew my brother. It might have been our age difference, or maybe I just never took the time to talk to him since he was older. Though, despite all the times we've spent together it still doesn't seem enough. The distance between us is too big of a gap to be considered a sibling relationship. And to make the space even more empty, at 18, he moved away to Europe to excel in his passion and career of art. That never went over well with our parents. They wanted him to get an education, a 'real' education. An education that involved reading textbooks and flooding your mind with useless information that would most likely never be used. In result to their disproval of his dream, we never... ever, visited. He would come to us. I didn't really see it, but as I grew older and more mature, I understood their selfishness and stubbornness.

I've been wanting to visit him for a few years now, but they would always stop me. I can't travel without their permission, and they would never agree on letting me visit. Finally, the day came. The day I was freed from their evil grasp. I was eighteen, and no longer needed parental approval to travel on my own. There were arguments and a lot of yelling, but that didn't stop me. I had kept contact with my brother through basic email and instant messenger, and soon the trip was booked. Though, I was only supposed to go there in a few days, I decided to surprise him. He was excited when I said I wanted to come to visit, a surprise never hurt. Of course, since he was utterly clueless that I was in town, I had to find my own way to his place in a country I didn't recognize the slightest bit. It took me 3 cabs and a handful of directions before I finally arrived, but I arrived nevertheless.

I dragged my luggage behind me. I wasn't a light traveler, especially since I was only staying for a week or so. I carried a purse, a giant suitcase and another large bag (the size of a smaller suitcase) strapped to the top. I looked around hesitantly. I swallowed roughly and nervously before walking up to the door. I hovered my finger over the doorbell. I couldn't get myself to push down on it. My heart pounded. I hadn't seen him in three years, and in those three years, my appearance took a dramatic turn and so did my attitude. I took a deep breath, and finally pushed the bell. I could hear the ringing from outside. I looked around, wondering if I got the right house since the answer was delayed. Finally, the door open, and I couldn't hold back the smile that sprouted on my face.​

 

[xMILENKOx]

Joey wasnt expecting his sisters arrival this soon and was still in bed. He had a simply studio apartment in downtown Praque. The apartment was open plan with only two rooms, a large kitchen/bedroom/living room and a seperate bathroom. His large double bed was more or less in the center of the large room. He lay in just his boxer shorts with the covers barely covering him. Joey was 26, he stood around 6'3" with a average build for his age. His eyes were green, his brown hair was shaven short and he sported a tidy goatee beard. His naked torso was dotted with tattoos as was his arms and neck. With the sound of the door bell ringing he groaned as he rolled over on his bed. "Go away.." He muttered to himself as he burried his face into his pillow. As the ringing continued he slowly sat up, reaching to the floor beside the bed he lifted a black misfits t-shirt.

As he stood up he put on the t-shirt before staggering to the door. "Iam comeing!.." He yelled not happy being woke up. As he got to the door he opened it and was shocked at who was on the other side. "Sis?!.." He said in suprise as he held the door open before letting the door and walking towards her. He was quick to wrap his arms around her and lifted her up of her feet. "What are you doing here so early?" He asked before kissing her gently on the cheek before setting her down onto her feet. "Come in, come in..." He added before takeing hold of her suitcase and large bag before carrying them into his apartment.

 

[DevilEyes]

I could barely register you coming towards me before I found myself lifted off the ground. I let out a surprised soft yelped as you scooped me up in your arms. In response to your lift, I smiled and wrapped my arms around you in return. I laughed softly at your excitement. "Surprise?" I chuckled some more, taking a breath as you set me down. "I wanted to surprise you." I smiled brightly, slowly letting go of you as you kiss my cheek. "I knew you were stressed out with work and your art, so I thought I'd pay an early visit..." I paused, watching you as you took my stuff in hand and headed for the door. I started to laugh, noticing you were in your boxers. "But I see it might have been too early of a visit." I chuckle a little more, "I can tell you were sleeping by your tired mumbling and your... trousers." I smiled playfully.

I followed you inside your appartment. I looked around. It was small, but cozzy. I was very observant, so with every step I took I was looking at something. I returned my gaze back at you, and now, you were what I was looking at. It seemed I wasn't the only one who changed. You were still your punk self, but I noticed you got more additions to your tattoos. "Niceee." I smiled, "You got more!" I hopped over to you, dragging my hands on your arm and lifting it up to study the design. I looked up at you. You towered over me. I was only 5'7 with heels. I had died my hair black with purple streaks. My hair was long and layered nicely. I had my lip pierced; snake bites with two diamonds instead of rings. My ears were pierced aswell. Three piercings on the bottom skin and an industrial in my right ear. I also had a nose ring; a black ring (hoop). My makeup looked proffesionally done, but it wasn't, I was just good at it. I used liquid eyeliner and a series of eye shadows and mascara that really brought out the blue out of my misty eyes. My style had also changed. I was always pretty badass but I was never as hardcore goth as I was now. I was wearing a black and purple corset that pushed my breasts nicely together. I was wearing a dark jean skirt that had rips on the things. I showed a bit of skin in between my corset and my skirt, but nothing skanky. It was just enough to show my studded belly button ring. With the skirt I wore fishnet leggings and black stiletto ankle-boots.

I glanced up at you and smiled. "I want you to design my tattoo. I want you to do it. I'll pay you even, as a proper customer." I paused, "Now that I'm 18, I don't have to worry about mom and dad bitching about me getting a tattoo." I nodded lightly, "So, will you do it?"​

 

[xMILENKOx]

"sure, sure... later though.." Joey replied about the tattoo, he had made him self abit of cash in the past designing tattoos for a people and had worked closely with a local tattooist. Realiseing he was only wearing boxers and a t-shirt an it was his little sister with him he was quick to grab a pair of black cargo shorts and throw them on. He had been living the bachalor life style for awhile and as the state of his apartment shown his sister had caught him of guard, he intended to tidy up before she arrived. Casually he staggered into the kitchen still half asleep and in need of his morning caffine fix. "Coffee?.." He called from the kitchen side of the open plan room.

The large room that made up the most of the studio apartment had a fully fitted kitchen on one side and a bedroom/living room on the other side. A large king size bed sat in the center of the opposeing wall to the kitchen with a large window above it which gave a great view of the city, though right now thw blinds were closed. A couple of old black leather coachs faced eachother in the middle of the room with a glass coffee table in the middle covered in empty beer bottle, ashtrays filled with ciggerette and joint buts as well as ciggerette papaers, lighters, tabaco and a couple of baggies of weed. Joey often threw partys here and very rarely tidyied up after them. Behind one of the coachs against the wall was a old sterio on a dresser which contained his cloths. Piled on the flooor around the dresser were over a hundred CDs of punk, metal and other alternative genre bands.

 

[DevilEyes]

The moment you said coffee my eyes widened and a smile sprouted on my lips. "Yes! Please." I smiled brightly. I was a big fan of caffein, but I hated soda. My beverages were usually either alcohol or coffee. I looked over at you in the kitchen, peeking around a bit. Seeing you getting the coffee and stuff, I turned around and decided to explore the little I can without you noticing. I slowly roamed the room, mainly sticking to the walls; looking at pictures and furniture. I chuckled lightly to myself, observing the huge mess your house was and all the substances lying around. "Weed? Really?" I said, bending over a bit and picking up one of the bags of marijuana. "Now that I think of it, I'm not too surprised." I smelt it a bit. "Not my taste." I paused, "Aha..." I spotted a pack of cigarettes. Picking it up and waving it a bit, "But this is." I plopped the pack back on the coffee table.

Turning back around, I noticed the stacks of CDs. "Holy shit!" I said aloud, my eyes more wide then before at your stash of albums. "Jesus, Joey. You have more punk and metal CDs than any store I've ever been too." I got close to the dresser, leaning in to read the albums. "Hmm..." I smiled a bit, as I read through all of the artists. "One day, I'm going to sit here and listen to all of the albums I've never heard." I glanced over at you in the kitchen. "If you own them, they must be good or at least decent." I paused, looking back the at the CDs. "Which are your favorite?"

 

[xMILENKOx]

Joey had finished makeing the coffee and walked over to his sister and handed her a cup. He stood behind her as she looked through the CD and casually drank his coffee before leaning over and pushing a few buttons on the sterio. Soon 'Racid - Ruby Soho' began to play. "hell, I dont know Ive got so many!.." He replied simply as he walked over to the couch and sat down. Noticeing the bags of weed on display he was quick to grab them and stuff them in his pockets. He then lifted the ciggerettes and took one out the pack before setting pack back down. Putting the ciggerette between his lips he then sparked it up and casually smoked and drank his coffee whilst he relaxed on the couch.

 

[DevilEyes]

As I heard you exiting the kitchen and taking steps towards me, I slowly turned around. I watched you as you approached me with a cup of coffee. I smiled politely, taking the cup in my hand and sipping it. "Thank you." I didn't hold the cup by its hand. I stuffed my hand through the handle, and gripped the cup with the palm on my hand stretched on the side of the cup. The cup was hot, really hot, but I had great resistance. I turned back around as you sat down, though I could still see you stuffing the weed into your pocket in a panic. I laughed a bit to myself, spinning around and taking a step away from the dresser and closer to the couch. "You don't have to hide with me, Joey." I chuckled lightly before walking around the coffee table. I plopped myself down on the couch and rested my legs on your lap playfully.

"What?" I said, giving you a challenging stare. "Think because I'm your younger sister that I'm still a baby?" I smiled again, "I've done it before. I'm all grown up now." I winked at you jokingly, before snatching the cigarette from your mouth and placing it in between my lips. Holding it with my thumb and index, I took a big puff and leaned my head back, blowing out the toxic fumes from the cigarette. I smiled, placing it back in between my lips. I removed my legs from your lap as my cell phone blurted to life. "Shit." I muttered, placing the coffee down on the table and running over to my purse. The ringing stopped, it was a text message. I grumbled, closing the phone and walking back over to the couch. I sat back down, curling my legs into a ball and holding the cup of coffee to my nose. I smiled, inhaling the smell before drinking.​