Okay so i've become the millionth person to write a sister fic, but I guess mines a lil different. Check it out and let me now what you think. This hasn't been beta'd so it wont be perfect. Does anyone want to beta this story, if so just message me and ill give you more info on it.
Reviews would be amazing.
It shouldn't have been a long drive; it shouldn't have been for normal people. But Kat wasn't your average person, and she sucked at navigating herself to anywhere she wanted to go. She seriously needed sat nav. Though a state of the art sat nav would seriously help her, it wouldn't look right in her piece of junk old beetle named Betty.
The old pale pink paint job that would have once shouted beauty and class now shouted outdated and ruined with its faded colour and numerous scrapes and scratches on it. The engine growled and wailed as Kat put her foot down, a sound that would upset the owner of a brand new purring beetle if it had come from their innovative vehicle. Betty's bumper had numerous dents in it from minor collisions Kat had had since becoming the proud owner of it a year and a half previously. Though the outside of Betty looked and sounded unhealthy, Kat knew that under the hood everything ran pretty smoothly. There were always guys at her school willing to help if she ever got car trouble.
The inside of the car screamed over the top with its pink fluffy seat covers and pink fluffy steering wheel as well as the pink and white dice that hung aimlessly from the drivers mirror that had heart shaped stickers around the edges. Betty's rear view mirrors outside were decorated also in a similar fashion.
Her journey should have only taken her forty minutes, sixty if she was driving slowly, but she had been driving round for almost two hours! It was not funny anymore. Kat's eyes glanced at the map that was spread across her passenger side seat before pulling over and dialling a number she knew from heart.
"Im lost," she declared with her brows furrowed whilst picking at her metallic blue nail polish with her thumb.
"And that's a surprise because?" laughed Matt, her very unhelpful best friend. "Do you have a map? Because that would help."
"Yes I do have a map but it's useless, and every person I ask for directions keeps sending me the wrong way!" she moaned and pouted her lips.
Matt laughed his loud over the top obnoxious laugh. Loud, over the top and sometimes obnoxious- Kat would use the words to describe her best friend perfectly. "You can't moan about it Kitty Kat, you did the same thing to those poor foreigners a few weeks ago. Karma's a bitch."
Kat scoffed. "Foreigners? Please, they were from Chicago. And if it is Karma? How come it hasn't hit you? You could do with a good dose of it."
"Karma doesn't hit people who are going to hell," Matt commented.
"Oh c'mon, you're a bitch, yes, but you're not going to hell, maybe purgatory but not hell."
Matt laughed again at himself. "Oh didn't I tell you? I had a teensy weensy falling out with the big guy upstairs. Seems he wants to send me to hell ever since I decided to suck dick." He laughed again. "But seriously, maybe you should just turn around and come back and stay with me for another few weeks."
"I couldn't do that! I thought you had another date with Steve Edwards tonight?" she said with a small smile.
"Steve Edwards will come by fuck me again, and swear he's straight and that it will never happen again another hundred times. Seriously come back, I already miss you."
"And I miss you too, but c'mon im only the other side of the city. It's Saturday and I'll see you in school on Monday, unless of course I can't find him then I'll be cuddling up with you again tonight. Look I gotta go, there's an old lady coming down the street, hopefully she'll give me the right directions. Love ya."
Kat flicked her phone shut before throwing it into her bag and then unwound her window. The window screeched loudly as she did it.
"Hey miss? Can you tell me where Johnson Street is?" she asked politely whilst brushing some of her sandy locks out of her eye.
"You're right on it," the lady replied with a gentle smile. The corners of her mouth creased as she smiled.
"Score," Kat said lowly to herself with a smile. "In that case can you tell me where the Dawson's building is?"
"It's right there," the lady nodded towards an old graffiti covered building just down the street. "Im heading right there I'll walk with you?" the lady offered kindly. How much luck had Kat gained? She smiled happily before accepting the lady's offer, locking the door, grabbing her bag and getting out.
Kat walked slowly with the old lady, her short wispy hair blew in the light breeze where as Kat's long heavy loosely waved hair didn't move much. They chatted lazily about the cold weather as they got to the tall building. The downstairs apartment had bars on the windows.
They stepped inside the cold apartment building together and both made their way towards the silver dented elevator. A cock had been sprayed on it in black spray paint. The doors opened groggily and both stepped inside. The old lady pressed the fifth floor button where as Kat pressed the sixth.
"Who are you here to see dear?" the lady asked. Her frail fame rocked slightly back and forth as the elevator moved from floor to floor.
"Billy Darley," Kat said casually. "You know him?" The old lady visibly paled.
"No, I don't know him," the elevator stopped and the woman got off quite abruptly. Kat shouted thank you as the woman rushed off.
That was weird Kat though to herself as the elevators doors closed again and she slowly moved up another floor. Kat felt her nerves begin to erupt. What would he say when she turned up? She tried to prepare herself for his reaction whatever it might be. He might throw her straight back out; it was probable she told herself. He might welcome her with open arms. Unlikely.
She sucked in a deep breath before stepping out of the lift and making her way down to the number apartment that was scrawled on the scrunched up piece of paper she carried in her hand.
After standing staring at the second scariest door she'd ever seen for a few minutes, the first being the door to the morgue in which she had to enter to identify her parent's bodies, she knocked loudly upon it and waited for it to open.
The wait almost killed her. Seconds seemed like minutes and the minutes that passed seemed like hours. Then, the door finally opened.
Joe yanked the door open and stared down at the tiny petite girl that stood in front of him. A grin ripped across Joe's face as he looked at the pint sized girls tiny waist and hips. Her wavy blonde hair flowed down almost half her back and her startling almost sparkling blue eyes grabbed his attention right away.
Kat's round pink lips stood out against her pale skin and she pursed them together as the lanky guy with spiky brown hair stared down at her.
"Does Billy live her?" she asked looking around the guy into the apartment.
"Who's asking?" Joe asked as he leaned against the doorframe and folded his arms across his chest.
Kat narrowed her eyes at the guy clad in a pair of stained jeans and a loose white T-shirt. What was it to him? She only had one thing on her mind and that was seeing Billy.
"Kat; Billy's sister."
Joe instantly felt vomit rising in his throat. Did Bones have another kid that Billy had found out about? Had Joe been ogling his sister?
"You, aha what?" Joe asked whilst scratching his head and standing up straight and trying to stop himself vomiting.
"Billy." Kat said suddenly making Joe turn around. "Hey."
Billy stood in the unwomanly apartment staring at his little sister who he rarely saw and his little brother who seemed to be turning green. What the fuck was she doing here? Standing in his doorway looking very expectant.
"What ya doin' here?" he asked sharply sucking on his cigarette that he had held in his hand.
Kat suddenly felt more uncomfortable doing what she was doing. "I need to ask a favour," she said slowly before walking in. Joe stayed stood in the doorway. "I was wonder-" Joe interrupted her.
"Dude is this our sister?" he had to know. He was totally about to barf all over himself.
Billy scrunched his brows together. "No, she's my mother's daughter."
Joe automatically breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was going to need some therapy or something if this hot Kat girl was his sister. Thank fuck he and Billy didn't share mothers.
"Which means im your sister and im asking for a favour," Kat snapped staring at Billy with cold sparkling eyes. He looked exactly the same as he did the last time she'd seen him. His head shaved with his unshaven upper lip and chin, the scar across his nose, the cigarette in hand and the dark leather coat covering his broad shoulders.
Billy continued staring at her waiting for her to speak again. She looked a lot like his mother, their mother. Their mother had the same golden wavy locks that Kat had flowing down her back and the same small petite stature that made them look like a strong gust of wind would blow them over. He didn't want to think about his mother, he never did, but looking at Kat made him think about her. That was part of the reason he'd only visited Kat once since their mother's death. Not that he visited very often before anyway.
When Billy and Kat's mother, Carrie, was barely eighteen she first began dating and sleeping with Bones Darley, son of notorious Boston drug dealer Danny Darley. Carrie felt Sexy, powerful and wanted by being with the twenty six year old, soon she fell pregnant and Bones tossed her aside. Carrie was devastated and had planned to move away and raise the baby but then Danny Darley had found out. He put her up in a decent apartment and ordered Bones to go back to her. Out of fear he did. Danny Darley was big on family, even though he did not treat his son very well. He called it tough love. Danny continued to watch over the young couple and he and his men gave Bones several beatings when Carrie would turn up with a new black eye or bruises on her arms. By the time Carrie had given birth to the baby she didn't want to be with Bones or have anything to do with that life. She planned to move away to New York and raise Billy by herself, but Danny, who had a finger in every dirty pie in Boston found out and managed to convince Carrie she'd never cope on her own.
Reluctantly Carrie agreed and handed the baby over to Danny and his wife to raise until she managed to make a career for herself. She then went away and begin building a life for herself and her son who would soon join her. She returned six years later, with a blossoming career as a dental nurse, and Bones and the rest of the Darley's refused to hand the young Billy over to her. How was she supposed to compete with them? After months of persistence Danny Darley's wife began to feel sorry for Carrie and managed to get Danny and Bones to let Carrie see Billy now and then for short periods of time. And during those times Carrie would ask Billy if he'd like to come and live with her, and although Bones was a cruel father and seemed to agree on the whole tough love theory Billy didn't know this woman for shit. He only saw her for about an hour a month; she could have turned out ten times worst than his father.
It was only when Billy was old enough to go and see Carrie when he felt like it he realised he should of gone and lived with her. He knew she would have found a way for him too somehow if he said he'd wanted too. But by the time he was old enough to realise that Carrie was married with a little girl living in a decent house on the outskirts of Boston. She continued to beg him to come and live with her but he didn't like her new husband, and he had a new little brother to think about, if he left Bones, the family burden would have been pushed onto Joe. He couldn't allow that. So Billy stopped by every few months and warned his mother to stay away from Southie encase Bones did something to his little sister out of spite. But the truth was because he didn't want her to know what he was becoming. Though they all knew. They all knew that he would be the next Darley big drug dealer of Southie and other parts of Boston. Carrie continued to beg every time he came round, which became less and less the older he got until he moved out of Bones place and got his own when he was eighteen. She told him to come and stay with them and they'd help him go through night school and turn his life around, that's when Billy snapped. He told his mother what he really was, how he'd killed a few people and how he was nothing better than a dirty back alley drug dealer so she should stop pretending he was something he weren't. And he also blamed her for it all. That's when the visits became very rare, once a year if that.
Billy and Kat were never close, they were never together long enough to become close, but he always brought her a small present. From a cuddly toy that she still kept with her to cds of bands she would have mentioned previously that she liked.
"Look, I know we don't even know each other that well but I need a place to crash just until im eighteen."
"No." Billy said firmly. How could he say no to her? He was her brother.
"Please Billy, im begging here."
"What happened to that aunt of yours you've been fuckin' stayin' with for the past year huh?" Since their mom had died. Billy hadn't seen this girl in nearly a year and now she wanted a place to stay. Fuck that. He didn't want his baby sister to come and live around Southie. Not his ballet dancing brilliant singer sister.
Kat looked down at the floor and crossed her ankles. "She died just over five weeks ago," she looked up again. "I've been staying with a friend but apparently I've got to go to a relative, that is you by the way, or into the system." Billy remained silent. "Billy I can't go into the system, im seventeen ill be stuck in a group home until im eighteen. It's just for a year, you wont even now im here." He remained silent staring at her sharply. "Jesus Billy do you remember the last time I saw you. It was just after mom's funeral, because you couldn't be bothered to show up there, you showed up and my aunt's place wasted and you promised me if I ever needed help you'd give me it!" She was angry now. "You wrote down your address on this piece of paper," she threw the piece of paper from her hands onto the dark wooden floor. "And you said you'd help me. So help me?! Please…."
Billy stared at her for what seemed like forever before speaking again. "Joe you're on the couch." He didn't want his little sister apart of his life but it seemed life she was going to be.
"Does that mean I can stay?" She said with a massive smile.
Billy's head tilted to the side and Kat knew it was taking him a lot to say what he was going to say. "Yeah." Kat rushed forward and wrapped her arms around Billy's waist. He didn't know what to do so she just stared down at her head that was against his chest until she broke away.
"Thank you."
"I gotta go for a beer, Joe will help you sort your shit out," he said quickly before exiting the apartment. That was one of things Kat knew about her brother; everything was black and white to him, so he didn't feel it necessary to sit down and have an awkward chat about her feelings and what it was going to be like living there. Something she was very pleased about.
Joe stood dumbfounded by the door. So he was moving out of his bedroom and having to stay in on a Saturday night to try and help her sort her shit out. He was not happy.
Kat turned around so she was looking at the tall guy who was staring at her with wide chocolate brown eyes. She pulled her car keys from her pocket and threw them at him.
Joe's hand reached out and caught the flying car keys.
"Bag's are in the trunk," she said smiling broadly before sitting down and laying back on the couch still smiling, thinking about the next year of her life.