Baby Number Two(7)

By: Nina Ford


Joy looked over at Silas again. She knew this must have been weird for him. They hardly ever hung out just the two of them, and now they had an entire week to kill. She half wondered if he had a pool she could spend the next few days lounging by, but she dismissed the thought almost as soon as it popped inside her head. Silas was, for once, trying to be nice. The least she could do was show him the same decency.

“Well, I have once or twice,” she backtracked. “It was…kind of fun.”

Silas perked up at this. “Yeah? What game?” he called out, making his way into the kitchen to get something to drink.

Joy’s frowned as she tried to recall the title. “Uh, Grand Theft Auto, I think.”

Returning to the living room, Silas handed her one of the two craft beers he was holding before collapsing back down on the couch beside her. “Which one?” he asked.

“Um, there's more than one?”

Silas laughed, but surprisingly, there was nothing mean about it. If he was being honest, he found her obliviousness somewhat endearing. “More like ten,” he said, smirking.

“Oh.” Joy's eyes widened a bit. “In that case, I have no clue. All I remember is shooting everything that moved.”

With that in mind, Silas flipped on the TV and handed Joy one of the Xbox controllers sitting on the coffee table. “Well I guess I’ll just have to teach you a thing or two, now won’t I?” he said, pressing down on a button on his own controller to power the system to life.

As the start screen music began pouring out the speakers, Joy looked down at the controller in her hand rather uncertainly. “Um, okay,” she said, obviously skeptical. “I might not be very good though…”

Silas hit start and watched as his character stepped out of his in-game house and entered the world. “Here,” he said, handing her his controller. “We’ll just take turns. Press this button to shoot. And these two here to walk.”

Joy did as she was told, and within ten minutes she was having the time of her life robbing cars and driving everywhere but on the road.

Silas grinned. “Awesome, isn’t it?”

Joy nodded, too immersed in the game to meet his gaze. Another ten minutes later and Silas was beginning to suspect that she just wasn't meant to play video games. She’d managed to get the hang of it pretty quickly, and now she was getting cocky killing people he considered to be his friends even though he’d never met them outside of Xbox live. “Maybe we should do something else,” he suggested, wanting to mitigate the damage.

Joy wouldn’t budge though. “No,” she said, keeping her grip tight on the controller. Silas was taken aback by the determination in her tone. “Not until I complete this level.”

Silas grinned, partly because of her enthusiasm, and partly because he was curious to see just how much chaos she could ensue. It was just a game, after all. “You sure?”

Joy nodded enthusiastically. “Absolutely.”

Silas shrugged and reached across her lap to hit start again, unpausing the screen. “Okay.”

An hour later, he could no longer say she was the worst gamer he’d ever encountered. She was better than Vincent at any rate. All on her own, she’d even managed to make it to the bank to deposit her stolen money, at which point he finally convinced her to call it a night.

“Nice work,” he congratulated. “You've finally completed level one.”

His sarcasm was evident, however, and Joy gave his shoulder a firm shove in retaliation. “Ha-ha,” she deadpanned, rolling her eyes. “How many levels are there anyway?”

“Uh, like thirty.”

Joy glanced at the TV, then back at Silas, looking sheepish. “Okay, you're right. Maybe we should do something else.”

Silas nodded in agreement. “Yeah. I don't think I have the patience to get you through level two.”

None too amused, Joy whacked him over the head with a couch pillow. She clearly garnered way too much enjoyment from causing him physical pain. Wanting to avoid further injury, Silas stood up and started for the kitchen. “Want a snack?”

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