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This chapter is because my sick sense of humor and this was not the original plot. The original was way more boring, trust me! Detailed but boring. But if you all find this unacceptable then let me know, I will fix it.
I sat in the corner with a pencil in my hand and a drawing pad on my knees. When I had awoken I couldn't remember when I had blacked out. The floor was still wet and my sister was still sleeping with her family. The choice I have to make is gnawing on me.
How can I choose? I love Riley more then I do myself, and yet, I feel so trapped by her. She never wants me out of her sight unless she's with her friends and when were in school. But I really want to get to know my blood family. They gave me the answers as to why I'm so different, it relieved a huge burrden from my shoulders. And living in a place when I'm not different? It's been my dream for years.
I look up to see what everyone was doing. Jason, still in the ice. Probably dead. There is no reason to greave for him. He was waisting his life anyway. With the blond hair, brod shoulders, he could have been a football star. But instead he turned into that. Of all things.
Ash was reading a book from a dusty book shelf we left down here for storms like this. He flipped the pages with ease: obviously a reader. Rowan was actually whispering with Riley, and though I was suspicious as to how she was suddenly awake, they stood close. She looked at him sweetly and they conversed in voices to low for me to here. Rowan looked at her in a strange way: not quite flurtasious but more like he had an agenda, by the lite of his eyes. She played with her brown braid girlishly, then glances back to me with a raised eyebrow, then continued there conversation.
I felt the urge to go over there and slap Rowan. She just turned 15 for petes sake! And not to mention I feel like there incesting. He looks like he's seventeen. To old if you ask me. There is no reason he should be flirting with a girl that young, and when your not even being serious then thats just being an ass.
Rowan glanced at me and smirked as if he read my thoughts. Then his snake like arm slithered around her thin waist and pulled her close. The blood in my veins boiled. The pencil in my hand was crushed in my fist, splintering into a thousand pieces. Riley blushed and bit her lip, flattered.
I stood up imidiatly, pushing my drawing booklet away. Sage, who was falling asleep leaning against the stair case, opened his eyes and looked around. Ask looked up as well, appearing mildly interested In something other then a copy of Between The Lines.
"Come on, Riles, lets go find some more candles." I say hurriedly, and just before Rowan's herpes infested lips touched my sister.
He whispers something sweetly to her, then releases her after she nods. Probably agreeing to pick it back up where they left off when we get back.
We go upstairs and I light a ball of blue fire in my hand that lit up the living room. Luckly there wasn't any hail yet so all of the windows were still holding out. The fire snapped angerly in my hand and the rain went in a frenzy.
"What are you talking about, that was our only candle! And you picked the worst possible time to. Couldn't you see I was kinda busy with tall, charming, and sexy?" She whispers so the people down stairs couldn't hear.
My face contorts like I swollowed a spider. Of all times, now she decides to bring up sex? "Your 15! Why the hell are you bringing up sex now? And with my brother! Seriously," I check in the cabinets while she stands around. "I feel like your incesting."
Riley was the only one why knew about my weird powers, that I now know is magic. Over the years of faery tails at bedtime she related me to the people with pointed ears In the books and begged me to do magic. And to my surprise, I lit a ball of fire in my hand. Ever since then I experimented with my abilities and mastered fire, moving water, and the force field.
She got an impish grin on her face. "We're not related, though. And it's not incesting until we-"
"Stop! Okay, I shouldn't have brought it up." I really didn't want to get into this conversation, not when images were flying through my head. And we have more important things to discuss. "But it's not going to work out between you two because they're leaving. You two can't keep a relationship if your worlds apart."
"He told me everything. But with looks like that, who cares? Besides, no one actually does the whole 'dating' thing anymore. It's all about the hook-up."
I growl. "Dammit Riley, just stay away from him!"
The window shatters and hail starts pouring through. The heavy sound of the hail on the roof followed. Riley screamed and got her foot cut on a shard of glass.
Before I could do anything, Rowan engulfed her in a hug and shielded her away from the window, carrying her over by me, where it was safe. My heart raced when the coppery smell of blood filled the air along with ozone.
I started digging through the drawers to find the first aid-kit and the antibacterial to take care of her cut. The last thing she needed was to get her foot amputated because we were stuck in a storm. When I find the Snow White kit i turn to see them enjoying a deep, spit swapping kiss. Im not enjoying it.
For a moment I debate on cutting off Rowans over active boys and lock Riley in a frick'en closet to keep them from eachother. Deciding against it I yell over the wind, "We should really clean her cut! So stop sucking face already!"
They didn't stop. They intensified the kiss by tangeling themselves together and leaning aginst the wall.
My pacience snapped. I slammed the first aidkit on the counter, next to the paper and pen, and rush to my room to escape those two and their lusty smelling mist. It's bad enough I had to witness that but smelling the likely future of those two is just downright nasty. Especially when it's your new found brother and younger sister going at it like rabbits.
I lock the door to my glow in the dark room. The calmness of solitude washed over me at last. My window had been boarded up because I hate the sun. It gets my room hot and it wakes me to early. How Hala can just jump out of bed without a coffee is beyond me.
With the calm atmosphere and no face suckers I can finally focus on deciding if I want to stay or leave. I love my sister. But since she's proving she doesn't need me and won't listen to me when I'm trying to help her I'm not sure i want to stay. Why stay if she doesn't want me anymore? And I want to get to know my blood family as bad as I want to stay. It's what I wanted ever since I was a kid. But it feels wrong to leave Riley, who's the only reason I'm alive.
Should I turn my back on her?
Two people laughing came from the other side of the wall. I listened again out of habit. There wasnt ever any laughter in this house anymore.
'What is it with those two?' The sounds of them kissing came through the wall and forced its way into my ears, even though I've covored them. Before they could get any louder I hurry out of the room and back towards the basement. I needed the company of normal, nonhorny people.
The blue ball of fire I forgot about waited outside my door patiently. As if it saw me, it sparked gleefully and lit up even brighter. And in that brighter light I saw them in her doorway. His hair was messed up as he tounge wrestled her. Rowan looked up at me when her eyes were closed and she moaned, making my stomach churn in disgust. He smiled at me like he was taking a stroll through the park.
I bared my canines and hissed, making his grin more sinister.
When I reached the kitchen I stopped. The floor was caked in water and slush where the window had broken in. Glass shards stuck up from the slusI in dozens of spikes, making it an area to avoid. Lightening struck and for a moment everything reflected the pure light while the thunder roared deaphiningly. The light of it pointed out that four tracks had stood in the slush not to long ago.
One of the footprints, one of a circle of four, was small, bare, and bled. The other three were bigger and had identical shoe patterns of the bottom of there feet. The question wasn't who was standing here. That was obvious enough. The question was why were they standing here? Sage and Ash didn't really seem like ones to talk so if they gathered in a group to converse it had to be important to some degree, right?
'Or they could have been arguing over the storm.' Logic pointed out. Sage and Ash are likely to want to leave as soon as possible, so they could be finding a new kind of plan.
The bloodied footprints went to the counter. On the counter still sat the first-aid kit. I checked inside of it and all of the supplies were untouched. That annoyed me. But she had to have done something. I put the first-aid right next to the pen and paper.
The pen and paper. Those were missing Along with the envelope. 'Why would she want to mail something now?'
That piqued my curiosity.
A scream exploded down stairs. With no insulation in the floor I could hear it as clear as ever. Even through the storm It was audiable and I knew imidiatly that Hala had woken up from hibernation. This wasnt going to be pleasant. The woman was very territoroal. She never liked it when people she hadn't met were on her property, especally when in was armed men. Escecally when it involved and weapons. And the fact they look like me isn't going to encourage her to calm down.
Marching down the steps as quickly as possible, hoping that one of my brothers incases her in ice as well, I find Hala and Sean backed away in a corner while my brothers close in on them. If it wernt for the fact that they're Riley's parents them i would let Ash and Sage do what ever they wanted to them.
Hala was as tall as her daughter and had the same form as her. She basically looked like a forty year old version of Riley. But unlike her, she didn't constantly wear skirts. Hala wore pants and a blouse.
Sean was a bit of a nitwit. Straight Ds through school and was thirty. He was pale and had greasy blond hair. Just like Carter and Jason did. He was shirtless, showing off a bs all beer gut, and had shorts on.
They both looked at my brothers with terror.
This was also another reason I should leave. I hate putting up with there constant crap and low IQ points.
Rowan and Riley's sounds weren't as loud but the creaking of the bed springs was a constant sound that seemed to echo In my head and drive me nuts with awful pictures.
"Why the hell are these people in my house? Who are you?" She screams and hides in Sean's noodle arms. Her angry eyes flick to me. "What are you doing out of your room? How many others did you let in?" She struts towards me and bombards me with questions she's already asked.
Along time ago I learned not to speak when she did this. Hala would ask dozens of questions and give me the same pissy face she was giving me now. Back then I would always look at my feet and mumble the answers. She would force me to repeat them even louder. When I did she called me a liar, threw me out of the house, and called the cops for some bogus reason. Now I just keep me expression neutral.
Hala stops her interrogation and listens. "Who's in that room?" She asks seriously.
An idea springs into my head. One that would solve all of my problems. She had the same no sex policy I did, but she had the authority to stop what was going on. And she would use it. "Rowan is up there with her." I reply in as calm a voice as possible.
And this time she doesn't call me a liar.
"Everyone, upstairs, now!" She orders. She stomps up the stairs with Sean in tow.
I glance at my other, not horny, normal brothers, expecting them to be unnerved by all of this. Everyone else who had to sit through one of our family's episodes they always looked at there feet and counted the minuets until they left. But they didn't. They both stared at me with those blank expressions. They either must be use to this kind of thing or are just good at keeping there emotions bottled up.
"Aren't they charming?" I mumbled to myself and walked up the stairs. This had to be the worst way to kick off a relationship. Having the people you've been searching for your entire life find out you live with the worst combination of people possible? They must be thinking I'm a total hick, like my 'parents' and have no modesty like my 'innocent' sister. And normally, I wouldn't even care. But even if I hate it I can't deny that I care what they think.
Yay! Another chapter is done!
You know what really made me angry with this chapter? When ever I went to save it I lost the Internet signal and lost it. Multiple times. When you have something exactly how you want it then it gets deleted. Worst feeling ever.
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