Fall to me

Ch.1 Worries

Rain pelted my skin as I shoved another box into the car. "All set," I said to my brother Mike. He gave me a grin and ruffled my hair.

"Yep, I can't wait for college. No rules or parental supervision whatsoever," Mike grimaced at the ideal life ahead of him.

I was a tad bit jealous, but Mike definitely had earned it. Four years of miserable high school had got him a decent scholarship to USW. Plus his somewhat girlfriend Jessica would be tagging along with him. Mike would be okay at University. Mike gave me a reassuring hug.

"I'll miss you, squirt. Behave for mom and don't do drugs," He teased.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Oh please, save your hallmark moment for someone else." I headed back to the dryness of my house. My parents went outside to gush over Mike's departure. Maggie my stray fat Tabby cat bounded over to my side as I slipped into the front door. I knew she wanted to desperately try to find a way into the house, but mom wouldn't deal with her shedding. Bleh like it mattered to anyone but her. The house needed to stay clean for her sanity.

A second later the phone rang. I went to answer it and said a casual hello into the cordless phone.

"Hey, haven't talked to you in a while." A voice slurred.

Oh wonderful, Phil again. "What you want Phil?"

I waited and got the expected answer. "You"

Well he was the last person I'd want. Phil was cool to hang out with as long as he kept away from alcohol, but I knew he couldn't go a day without a shot of Tequila. "Look, you need to quit calling my house every time you down a bottle of Vodka. Just get some rehab and leave me alone," I retorted annoyed that I had to deal with him again and again.

The phone went dead and a smile danced onto my lips in bliss. Hopefully he'd get it by now that I didn't want to play his games. I went upstairs to my room and got out Moby Dick. I had just got the book from the library the other day and was curious to start reading one of the many American Classics. Books captivated most of my attention. A soft knock came from my door.

"Come in," I called opening up to the first page of the book. I had no intention of reading the author's note. I wanted to get right to the beginning of the story.

A dark skin guy came and took a seat at the end of my bed. Quil, my good friend from La Push had finally paid me a visit.

"So you decided to actually see me in person?" I questioned his new motive. According to him he couldn't be around me anymore, which I knew was a load of crap.

"Mila, I'm sorry. I just am following the rules."

I glared. "Yeah, well why have you suddenly chosen to ignore them?" I demanded so angry I threw the book at him.

He caught though between his hands. "Because I'm tired of fighting them, I need you." He said eyes dark and serious. I remember vaguely when he used to be the goof that would always have a smile on his face. Now he looked so worn and out of it. Like he had a lot on his mind and couldn't seem to ease the thoughts. Frustration must what be what was troubling him. Quil needing me seem so silly. I felt that I was the one who needed him, not the other way around. We were friends but lately he had been avoiding me and not returning my calls which made me believe our friendship had ended.

"Quil, I thought you didn't want to be my friend. You avoided me and I know that your excuses are all lies. Who is telling you that you can't be friends we me?" I asked afraid of the answer.

"The guys I told you about, the ones who began to bother Embry and then got to Jacob. Now they are getting to me too. I don't want you to be around me because I think they might go after you too. Jacob and Embry don't talk to me anymore but I know that they are hiding something."

A little shiver entered my skin. "Okay, so were still friends. I know you're worried about them but maybe those guys aren't as bad as they seem." I said trying to assure Quil that all was good.

"No you don't get it Mila" Quil took in a deep breath. "I remember how frighten they use to be of the gang. Now it's gotten worse and I don't to be the next target. Mila, it's scaring the hell out of me. I need to talk to you, because you're my only friend left."

My eyes water slightly. My friend needed me and I would be there for him. "Quil its okay, I'll always be there for you. You're my best friend," I admitted. "My only friend" It was true. I didn't have any friends that I could really talk to. Not like Quil. I gave him a hug, not letting go I rested my head on his shoulder and he did the same to me. We comforted each other and cried softly. We were both scared. I was afraid I'd lose my best friend and Quil was afraid of losing himself to the La Push gang. I pulled away after a few minutes. He wiped away my tears with his thumb.

"I'll be okay, Mila."

I nodded and leaned into his side. My mother came into the room then. "You kids okay? I heard crying and I thought that something happened." She asked.

"Were just sad about Mike leaving," I lied elbowing Quil.

He laughed. "Yeah were such cry babies."

My mother nodded and left. "Leave the door open," She called out.

I rolled my eyes at her mother instincts. Quil wouldn't try anything. Our relationship was strictly friendship, no more than that.

"I should go," Quil said.

"You just got here." I said, not wanting him to walk away yet. I still had things I needed to ask him.

"Yeah but my mom thinks I'm at the library and you know how she worries." He said shaking his head at his mother's worries.

"Aw better hurry back your mommy needs you!" I teased.

He chuckled. "Yeah I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Uh I have school and so do you," I reminded him.

He shrugged. "So, just ditch. Besides we could go to Port Angles or something."

Another issue with Quil lately is he had been acting so arrogant. "Yeah, well some other time I have finals."

He snorted. "You care about your grades all of a sudden."

I glare at him. "What's wrong with you? I can't believe your being such a jerk!"

He rolled his eyes and got up to leave. "Wait," I said and I caught his arm. He turned to face me. I let go quickly, his skin felt so hot, like he had a fever. "Are you feeling okay, your skin feels like it's on fire?"

Quil began to quiver, his skin rolling with anger. "I'm fine," He growled and yanked away from my grip. He stormed out of my room. I went to the window of my room and watch him run into the forest. If I wasn't so stupid, I wouldn't have followed him.