Over-Protective Brothers
Ari-18 Years Old
Iggy-18 Years Old
Gazzy-18 Years Old
Fang-18 Years Old
Max-17 Years Old
Ella-17 Years Old
Angel-17 Years Old
Nudge-17 Years Old
Prologue
Fang's P.O.V.
"Fang please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please-"I stopped Nudge before she was able to continue because trust me she could go on for days.
"Fine but just this once!" I told her, we were going to a party at her friend's house since we just moved back here a week ago. I used to live her in Arizona when I was small, best friends with Iggy and Gazzy the pyro twins and Ari. We moved away when I turned 13 and now I'm 18 and we were back.
"Okay thanks so much, now get dressed in your best and if you don't I will force you to change! Quick!"
"Okay, okay now leave me alone" I said smirking. She smiled and went to finish her make-up.
*At the Party*
Nudge left my side as soon as we entered through the doors. I sighed and walked where my feet took me.
"Hey sexy, I've never seen you around here" A red-head giggled holding up red cup.
"That's because I don't live here" I said as I started to walk away. She grabbed my arm and held me back.
"Oh baby you don't have to run away, come on chill, take a drink and lets go upstairs" she slurred.
"Yeah um…I'd rather not…I'm sorry to be rude but I have to get going" I said as nice as I could.
"See you around." she smirked seductively. My brow furrowed and I walked outside, looking around, only to see drunken kids and a pool. I went back inside and walked upstairs, maybe I could use the bathroom. I opened the first door to my left only to hear a moan…ew; I opened the next door same thing just ten times worse. I passed by other rooms with the same sequence, where was the bathroom? I passed by another room but nobody was moaning, groaning or grunting. It was more like people were arguing, I decided to ignore it when I heard a loud bang on the wall. WTF?
"Dylan stop!" some girl said agitated.
"Not until I get what I want." The guy grunted. Suddenly there was a sound of fabric ripping.
"Dylan-"she was cut off.
"Don't fight it, just enjoy yourself." He growled. I burst through the door, and got the guy off of her. I recognized him as the douche who through mud in my lunch ten years ago, but more mature looking, buffer as if he's been using steroids buff. And a scowl on his face.
"She said stop" I growled as I had him against the wall, the room had no light but I could still see him with the moon light shining through the window.
"This is none of your business!" he spit through his teeth. I punched him square in the noise and blood spurted out. he winced, shoved me off and held his nose crouching down.
"You made me" he growled, then jumped on me. I was surprised by the sudden attack and was punched right below the eye; I shoved him off of me, and punched him repeatedly in the face.
"Stop…stop…STOP! He's unconscious! Just stop!" the girl in the dress yelled. I got off of him and faced the girl.
"You alright?" I asked, I looked at her appearance, her strapless blue dress was ripped up to her thigh and her hair which I think was supposed to be in a bun had strands of hair going down everywhere.
"Yeah just peachy, you know I didn't need your help." She said, I looked at her in surprise. I just saved this chick from almost getting raped and she so called thanks my by saying she didn't need my help?
Max's P.O.V.
You know what to do when your boyfriend tries to force himself on you, and then some really hot guy burst in and beats your boyfriend unconscious? Then asks in a husky voice "You alright?". Some people would hug the hot stranger and thank him, but you know what I did? I proved that I had some dignity left before I almost got raped.
"Yeah just peachy, you know I didn't need your help" I told him. He looked at me with a look in his eye that said, 'Are you serious?'
"Explain the dress" he said looking pointedly at the dress bottom that was ripped up to my thigh.
"I was planning to knead him in the balls, then try to run away, if he caught me I'd beat him." I explained my plan. The guy looked away, turned on the light then looked back at me.
"How do you know him?"
"He's my boyfriend?"
"You're dating this douche?"
"Not anymore" I sneered. The guy suddenly smiled in realization. Then he got a text from his phone and checked it.
"Okay, see you around." he said as he started leaving.
"Hopefully never!" I called out.
"Bye Max" and with that, he left…wait…I never told him my name.
Chapter 1
Max's P.O.V.
Over-protective brothers, okay now that we're on that topic let us talk about it. They can be fairly protective when they don't want the boy to get in your pants. Or they can be complete douches to every guy you bring home and make the guy run home to their mommy. I mean, sure my brother can be sometimes sweet but when I think I got the guy he make sure to ruin my plans on future dating. He didn't understand that a stable relationship has nothing to do of how scared he is of the death threats.
I mean who wouldn't be afraid if your girlfriends brother, who already looks intimidating, telling you something like I will cut off your head and let you watch your body while I stab it ruthlessly {it's really true, learned it in science, it's disgusting.}
Ari was the protective brother of Ella and I, I knew that he didn't like guys that wanted to look down our chest or doing something but give me a break; you should have seen the last time I brought a guy home. He went all ballistic! You see Sam put his arm on my shoulder and then the look that Ari gave him said, "If you touch my sister, I will kill you" and Sam's arm snapped back and he made an excuse to leave. I never saw him again.
Well I don't have it as bad as Angel; she has two twin over-protective brothers. Iggy and Gazzy, the fraternal twin pyros. Scariest brothers you will ever meet, they threatened Angel's last boyfriend with a bomb. The guy actually peed his pants because the twins had proof; they bombed the principal's office. It was actually pretty funny.
These guys are sweet trust me but this is the reason why no boy lays a hand on us, or looks at us, even some of the teachers. Well the teachers are kind of creepers so it's a good thing…
Fang's P.O.V.
"First day of school! OMG! First day of school!" Nudge kept squealing over and over again. What was she doing in my room? I need sleep! I grabbed a pillow and threw it at her.
"Ow! Fang! You are so mean!"
"Get out." I grumbled.
"But you have to go to school"
"Let me sleep. Get out" I told her.
"Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please-"I stopped her before she could go any further.
"Okay, just get out so I could change!" I said, she smiled and nodded.
"Kay, you better be ready soon by the way I'll be in the bathroom you'll just have to use the one upstairs"
"Don't care"
"Okay!" with that she finally left me alone. Ah sleep come back to me…
*Fifteen Minutes Later*
"Fang! Wake up! Fang! I can't believe you went back to sleep! You were supposed to get ready! OMG! You are so annoying! You always do this! I don't want to be late on my first day of school jerk! You're my ride! Please wake up I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, don't want to be late!"
"Okay, just let me get clothes on and then I'll brush my teeth" I grabbed my keys and passed them to her. "Here start the car I'll be there in five minutes."
*Six Minutes Later*
"Fang you are a minute late! Let's go, let's go!"
"Nudge please don't rush me" I said as I drove to school, when we got there and found a parking space next to this yellow mustang {car is slightly specific for a reason} we got out of the car people watching our every step.
"Fang there stares are creeping me out" Nudge whispered in my ear, clutching to my arms.
"It's alright Nudge, we're new"
"Okay" she said, not letting go of my arm. We walked to the front office and got our schedules and locker stuff.
"What's your first class?" I asked her.
"Trig AP…with Rodney. What about you?"
"French…2 with Madame Barnett" I said, not knowing if I said there name right.
"Oh okay…see you at lunch?"
"Yeah sure" I walked to the room number and just sat in the desk waiting for students to flood in when the bell rings.