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Chapter 9- Everything Seems Well
"If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something."
-Anonymous
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Arriving at the party earlier than the rest of the group, the girls parked Abigail's car and began walking around the deafening crowd that was currently occupying the space outside. They stopped to talk briefly with a few people they recognized, seeing as most of the party's inhabitants went to the public school. One person caught their attention longer than the rest, the party's host, Jack Donnelly.
"So, how do you know Pogue?" Becky asked curiously, taking a sip of the drink she had obtained at a bar near the well-lighted house.
"He comes to Mac's every so often to get his bike fixed, I'm usually always working when he shows up," Jack replied with a small grin.
Becky nodded and smiled a little herself. "I see, so do you go to Spencer? I haven't seen you around before."
Abby rolled her eyes at her blonde friend. She was taking too much of an interest in this Jack person. She stood off to the side of the pair with Sarah, who was looking around for Caleb and the rest of the pack.
Jack shook his head, brown hair falling in his eyes. "No, I don't go to Spencer. I go to Ipswich public, but I hang out at Nicky's every once in a while."
Becky smirked a little and took another sip of her drink. She continued the conversation, with Sarah and Abby adding in a few comments here and there.
Meanwhile, the guys had just arrived at the house, finding the street in front of it to be packed with cars. They parked a ways down from the house and got out of Tyler's Hummer, walking back towards the house.
"So what's your deal with this Jack dude?" Caleb asked, as they made their way towards the house.
Pogue shrugged, his leather jacket stretched tight across his shoulders. "He flirts with every girl he sets his eyes on. I just don't like him."
Reid smirked. "So you're not just pissed at him because he has an interest in Abby?"
Pogue glared at the blonde beside him, answering with, "I hated him before I even met Abby. He used to flirt with Kate when I took her down to the shop." He looked towards the party, ignoring the stares he got at the mention of his act of jealousy.
The guys eventually made it to the large mass of people, working their way into it and searching for the three girls who were supposed to meet them there. Catching sight of them, they wandered over, Pogue tensing when he saw the unwanted figure of Jack talking with the girls. Tyler, not sensing Jack as a real threat, walked over to Becky with a thousand watt smile on his face, instantly catching her attention as she gave him a hug. Caleb and Sarah exchanged their hellos, or lack their of, and Caleb stood behind her, arms wrapped gently around her waist. Pogue stood slightly in front of the rest of the group and Reid laid an arm on his shoulder, leaning slightly and raising his eyebrows at Jack in a challenging manner.
"Thanks for keeping the girls company, but don't you have other guests to attend to?" Pogue stated calmly.
Jack laughed a bit at Pogue's comment and replied, "No need to get harsh Pogue, I was just leaving." He sent a small wink in the girls' direction and made his way into the crowd.
Reid smirked at the group. "Well, I don't know about you guys, but I am going to have some fun. Starting with the bar." He pointed in the direction of the makeshift bar and then made his way over there to order some drinks. Sarah dragged Caleb on the dance floor, insisting that he help her have a good time.
The four remaining people stood under a string of lights tied to a tree, helping to illuminate the yard for the eager partygoers. They stood in silence for a few minutes before Abigail sighed and said, "Fuck it." She grabbed Pogue's hand and dragged him into the crowd, to which he responded with a grin. She looked back and smiled when she saw Rebecca pulling Tyler with her towards the mass of people.
Abigail turned her attention back to the handsome guy close in front of her, swaying to the music as he watched her with his hazel eyes. She smiled and moved with him, the deep bass of the rap song matching her heartbeat, quick and steady. They danced for a few songs until Abigail saw a familiar face out of the corner of her eye. She stopped dancing and turned fully to look at the person and knew immediately who it was: Eric. He didn't seem to notice her as he talked and laughed with some of his friends. Of course he'd be here, he's one of the richest kids at Ipswich High.
Eric moved into the crowd as Pogue looked in the direction Abigail was staring. "What?" he asked, confused at why she stopped.
She shook her head and gave him a smile. "Nothing." She started moving to the song again and he looked at her weird before copying her movement.
They were interrupted a while later when a redhead made their way over to them. "Hey Pogue," Kira said sweetly. "How's Kate?" She laughed at her own words and slowly walked off, giving Pogue a devilish look over her shoulder.
Pogue stopped dancing and glared after her, his body rigid with annoyance. He looked down when he felt a hand on his leather-covered arm. "Ignore the jealous tramp." Pogue looked angrily at the redhead's retreating form a few moments longer before looking back at the short girl in front of him.
He smiled and grabbed her by the waist as a slow song came on, surprising her. She hesitantly laid her arms around his shoulders, letting her hands hang loosely at the back of his neck. They swayed together as the melody engulfed them, the space between them becoming smaller and smaller as the song continued. When they could get no closer, Abigail rested her forehead against the wide expanse of Pogue's chest, closing her eyes and breathing in the smell of leather and spicy cologne. She could feel, rather than hear, Pogue sigh, as his upper body moved as he inhaled deeply.
When the song ended, they stopped moving and Abigail slowly picked her head up to meet his eyes. They stared at each other briefly before Pogue leaned down and captured Abigail's lips in a fervent kiss. Arms still wrapped around her, he pulled her up towards him slightly, as to help reduce the height difference, causing Abigail to stand on her toes in an effort to reach him. When the need for air became apparent, they broke away from each other, both breathing hard. As their eyes met once again, Abigail blushed, a small smile forming on her face.
Pogue was about to say something when he closed his mouth and turned his head slightly to the left, a small group of people catching his eye. "Crap," he said, as he grabbed Abigail's hand and led her easily through the crowd.
When Abigail could finally see around the tall guy in front of her, she noticed an odd looking Tyler talking to Jack. Scrunching her eyebrows in thought, she tried to determine what was wrong with the youngest of the Ipswich boys. She let out an 'oh' as they reached the group, which contained a laughing Reid, an annoyed Rebecca, an irritated Jack, and a completely wasted Tyler.
Pogue directed her to stand with Reid behind the group as he stood by a very unsteady Tyler. The boy in question was currently pointing towards Jack while mumbling barely coherent words. "And she… nope… not you… you… my… nope… can't… have…" With that said, he attempted a feeble swing at Jack, who tried moving out of the way but only half succeeded.
Holding his slightly sore jaw, Jack glared at the barely standing Tyler and was about to retaliate when Caleb, ever the almighty leader, stepped in calmly. "He's drunk man, I'm sorry. We don't want any trouble."
Jack scowled at Tyler, who was now leaning on Rebecca, then at Caleb before stalking off into the crowd. The eldest boy turned slowly to stare at the group in front of him, his dark eyes looking for quick answers as to why the innocent one was drunk. All eyes turned to Reid who was trying and failing miserably to contain his laughter.
"So I've been spiking his drinks all night, big deal," Reid said between snickers. "The kid needs to lighten up."
Caleb got in the blonde boy's face. "You think him getting into fights is the best way for him to lighten up?"
Reid, not liking the public scolding, replied, "Chill out, dude. Nothing's gonna happen. Not with you, the damn almighty leader, always around to save the fuckin' day." He shoved Caleb out of his face and stalked off, probably to find tonight's conquest.
Caleb sighed and rubbed his hand down his face as Pogue rested a hand on his shoulder. "Let it go man." Caleb nodded and took in a deep breath, turning his head in search of his girlfriend, who he hadn't seen since before Tyler's confrontation.
"What happened?" Abigail asked Rebecca curiously, standing to the side as the boys, minus Reid, talked.
Rebecca rolled her eyes and started recounting the story. "Reid's been handing Tyler drinks left and right, so now he's almost completely wasted. And Jack came over to talk and Tyler started yelling and trying to start a fight. He's completely mental. I'll probably drag his ass home in a little while. I don't want him to get into too much trouble."
Tyler danced his way over to the girls and grabbed Rebecca around the waist, swinging her around. "Dance with me baby!" She laughed as she was pulled into the mass of people, sending a gleeful look behind her to Abigail.
Abigail moved over to the two remaining boys as they finished their conversation. "Have you seen Sarah?" Caleb asked, looking down at her.
She shook her head. "Maybe she's getting a drink. I'll go look." Caleb smiled his thanks and moved off in a different direction to search.
"I'll go with you, I could use a drink," Pogue said and Abigail smiled. They walked around, watching the people dance, make out, and party. Searing the crow, they tried to spot Sarah amidst the other bodies. They arrived at the table and, instead of finding Sarah, Abigail saw Eric, who was staring right at her. He started making his way over to her and her eyes grew wide. She began backing up, but ran into Pogue, who was standing behind her. He looked down at her face and then followed her eyes into the crowd. Seeing Eric, he wrapped his arm around Abigail and maneuvered her in the other direction, all the while keeping his eyes locked with Eric's, who had stopped to watch the pair. When the couple was out of sight, Eric turned and stormed off towards the house.
They arrived back to the spot they previously occupied to see Caleb still standing there, staring off in the direction of the house. Abigail glanced behind her to make sure Eric wasn't following them. She noted that Pogue's arm still had not left her shoulders. When she looked back to the boys, they were both glaring in the same direction. She raised an eyebrow and followed their line of sight to see Sarah talking to Jack. Well, actually it looked more like Jack was talking to Sarah and she was bored out of her mind, but trying to be polite.
Reid took this opportunity to rejoin the group of three. "Sup fellas?" He too saw the conversation that was taking place by the house. "You're gonna let some asshole talk to your girl? Man, she shoulda picked me instead of you." Caleb turned to look at Reid, his scowl only deepening.
"Uhm guys?" Abigail hit them both on the arm to get their attention and inclined her head in the direction of Sarah. "You might want to get over there."
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"So, how do you like the party?" Jack asked, as Sarah looked around for a familiar face to go to talk to as an excuse to get away from him. She had stepped away from the party only a minute to powder her nose and, as she was making her way back, was stopped by an irritated looking Jack. He seemed to perk up when he saw her and he began making small talk.
She gave him a tiny smile and replied, "It's great. I'm having a good time."
He snickered and wrapped an arm around her, leaning his head down to whisper, "I could help you have a great time."
Her eyes widened in indignation as she looked up at the brunette that was currently way too close to her. She put her hands against his chest and gave him a slight push away from her. "Look Jack, I'm flattered, but I'm really not interested."
Before he could even try to convince her otherwise, he was shoved away from Sarah. "Why don't you back off?" Caleb asked, looking deadly calm, although his eyes showed his true anger. His stance was tense as he stood between his girlfriend and Jack.
"Why don't you back off man. We were just talking." Jack glared at Caleb, then to the two boys behind him. "You know, I don't appreciate you guys coming into my party and disrespecting me like this." He shoved Caleb back a bit, trying to make his point.
"Yeah, well I don't appreciate you hitting on my girlfriend, asshole." Caleb pushed him back, causing Jack to take a swing at him. His fist landed straight in Caleb's face, causing him to retaliate and tackle Jack to the ground. The girls let out a surprised gasp as the group's usually levelheaded leader wrestled on the ground with the other boy.
Sarah turned to the two remaining boys, sending them a look. "Aren't you guys gonna do anything?" They looked at each other before moving to the rolling pair on the ground. Before they could drag Caleb off, he sent a fierce blow to Jack's face. It was then that Pogue and Reid pulled him off the boy, who was now holding his face in pain. He tried to break their hold, but they had a firm grip on him.
"Easy tiger, wouldn't want to mess up your hair," Reid said with a smirk.
A few bystanders helped Jack off the ground and he held his nose while saying, "Get off my property before I call the cops!" With that, he turned and walked into the house, a blonde girl hanging off his arm, cooing at him.
Caleb glared after him and shrugged off the two boys holding him. Sarah walked hesitantly over to him, kissing him gently on the cheek. "C'mon, let's get out of here." She grabbed his hand and led him through the crowd in the direction of the street. Pogue grabbed Abby's hand and they, along with Reid, followed the pair to the cars. They were halfway through the crowd when Abigail spotted Rebecca and Tyler. They took a detour in his direction.
"We're leaving, c'mon," Pogue told them, as Tyler danced drunkenly to the music, Rebecca laughing at his antics.
Tyler shook his head fiercely. "I'm not ready to leave! I want to dance!" He twirled around, arms spread out wide.
Rebecca laughed and grabbed him around the middle. "We can dance more once we get back to the dorms. I'm ready to get out of here."
He looked down at her before nodding his head quickly. "You got it boss." Rebecca laughed and helped to steady him and he slowly started towards the car.
Abigail moved to follow them when Pogue asked, "Where's Reid?" The two looked around, their eyes landing on the blonde in question talking to some girl. Well, talking wasn't really the right word; it was more like groping while trying to have a brief conversation. He looked up and caught their eyes, giving them a nod and an eyebrow raise, basically saying he had a ride for the night, or morning, whichever it may be. The pair headed to the rest of the group, who was waiting by the Hummer. Caleb leaned against the car, Tyler's keys in hand, seeing as how the youngest boy was certainly not fit to drive. Before the final couple could make it to the car, a figure came from behind them, calling out as he walked.
"Abigail! Abby!"
Pogue and Abigail turned around, as the others looked at the new comer. Abby rolled her eyes before replying tiredly, "What Eric?"
Walking up to twosome, he put his hands in his pockets, taking in the sight of Pogue's arm around her. "We need to talk," he stated.
Before she could say a word, Pogue gave her a slight push towards the group. "Abby go wait by the car."
She looked up at him with a confused stare. "What? Pogue I-"
He looked down at her quickly, saying in a deep tone, "Abigail, please go wait by the car." His eyes connected with Eric's once again. She looked at Eric, then back at him, wondering what was going on in their heads. She slowly backed away before turning and heading over to the rest of the people, who were currently watching the scene unfold.
Abigail leaned against the Hummer next to Sarah, as Rebecca helped Tyler into the car. She had to force him into the backseat, seeing as he was trying to confess his undying affection for her.
"Becky, I think I love you," he said in a dream-like tone. "We should get married, and have lots of babies. Then we can have grandbabies. I like babies…"
Rebecca laughed and replied, "Yes sweetheart, I like babies too. Let's get home, then we'll talk about babies." She gave Abigail an encouraging smile before climbing in after him.
Abigail turned to look back at Pogue and Eric, who were out of hearing range. They were clearly arguing about something, but it was lost to the ears of everyone else.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Sarah asked quietly, trying to read the lips of the quarrelling boys. Abigail merely shrugged and continued to watch. It seemed as though Pogue was the more calm of the two, as he said something to Eric and walked away without looking back. Eric stared him down before turning and heading back to the party, a not so happy look on his face.
"Everything okay?" Abigail asked him softly, as he came up to the group. She gave him a worried look, hoping she hadn't cause more trouble for the already bad night. She wrapped her jacket tighter around her as the cool air picked up.
"Fine," he said shortly, casually laying his arm over her shoulders.
Sarah glanced between the two, before giving a small smile. "I'm gonna ride with Caleb, so maybe you wanna give Pogue a ride home?" She climbed in the passenger's seat and rolled the window down. "Goodnight." She gave a mischievous grin and Caleb pulled the Hummer off the curb and down the street.
"Guess I'm taking you home," Abigail said lightly, before walking up the street a bit farther, Pogue in tow.
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"Left… Left!" Pogue shouted, pointing in the general left direction to emphasize that he meant to turn. Abigail took a hard left, barely missing the curb on the side of the street. "Jesus Christ woman! Who taught you how to drive?"
Abigail gave an embarrassed laugh, replying, "Yeah, my mom isn't the best driver on the planet. My dad refuses to let her drive when he's in the car." Pogue shook his head as he clung to the door, just incase they were to take another sharp turn.
"It's just up here." Pogue used his free hand to point to a medium sized apartment building situated on the right side of the street. She nodded and pulled into a parking space in front of it, coming to an abrupt halt, causing Pogue to glare at her.
She blushed and replied with a quiet, "Sorry."
Pogue laughed slightly and shook his head once again. They sat in silence for a minute before he said, "You wanna come up for a minute? I think I've got a few beers." Abigail thought for a moment before nodding her head and smiling.
They got out of the car and Abigail trailed behind Pogue as they walked up the steps and entered the building. Moving to a stairwell, they trekked up two floors before arriving at apartment 3B, where Pogue took out a key ring from his pocket and opened the door. He turned on the lights and took of his leather jacket, flinging it onto a nearby chair. Abigail stood awkwardly in the entrance of the spacious apartment, looking around at the cluttered coffee table, the clothes strung about the room, and the empty takeout containers piled on the floor. She gave a slight laugh as she noticed a pair of boxers laying on the bar connecting the kitchen and living room. Spotting her object of amusement, Pogue quickly walked over to the item and grabbed them off the counter, and tossed them into his room with an embarrassed chuckle. He walked into the small kitchen and opened the refrigerator, bending slightly to check for any sign of alcohol. With a small 'ah ha,' he pulled two beer bottles out with one hand, setting them on the counter to open them. He motioned for Abigail to sit down at the bar in front of him as he set down one bottle and picked up the other. Popping the cap with trained ease, he passed it off to Abigail, who smiled in thanks and took a small sip. They sat in an awkward silence, staring intently at their beers, waiting for something to happen.
"Maybe I should go…" Abigail got up from her seat, turning towards the door.
"Abigail…" Pogue said quietly and she turned to face the longhaired boy.
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"Hold him while I open the door… Tyler, honey, get off me…" Rebecca shoved Tyler's massive form onto Caleb, who had to use most of his strength to keep the tall boy on his feet. Rebecca used the key she had dug out of Tyler's pocket to open the door to his dorm, helping Caleb drag him into the room and throw him on the bed. The unconscious boy gave a slight groan as he bounced onto the bed.
"I'm glad that's over," Caleb said, as he sat down tiredly. "If you want to head back to the dorms, I'll get him situated."
Rebecca looked at the snoring boy laying haphazardly on the bed. "Nah, go on home, you look exhausted. I'll stay with him awhile." She took her jacket off and laid it across the back of the chair at his desk.
Caleb smiled in thanks and got up, sending once last glance at the pair. "Goodnight," he said quietly.
"Night," Rebecca replied as the eldest boy left the room. She sighed before she walked to the foot of the bed, taking Tyler's shoes off to try and make him a bit more comfortable. She then struggled to get his jacket off and move him up a bit on the bed, so that his head was on the pillow. He hardly made a noise at this disturbance and merely curled into himself. She pulled the blanket up and over the boy before glancing at Reid's bed, which was currently empty and would probably stay empty for some time. She walked over to the desk and slowly sat in the chair next to it, planning to stay awhile in case Tyler woke up and needed something. A few minutes later, she was fast asleep.
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Her body hit the door as she leaned up to meet the lips of the taller boy. His hands held her face as hers roamed up his defined abs. His shirt was flung off in the process, landing somewhere near the couch as he picked her up and carried her to his room. He tossed her on the bed and climbed on after her, grabbing at her shirt as he reached the top of the bed. Running his hands up her pale stomach, he plastered gentle kisses on her neck, eliciting a soft moan from her. Her shirt came off, followed by her jeans and Pogue sat back on his legs, looking at the girl laying under him.
"God, you're beautiful," he said quietly, and he smiled as Abigail blushed deeply. He returned to his position over her and she grabbed the back of his neck, pulling his lips to meet hers. She pushed him back and then rolled him over, grinning at her new vantage point above him. She straddled his hips and took in the site in front of her. She slowly traced her fingertips across the lines on his torso, reveling in the muscle tone the boy had. She leaned down and started applying kisses to his neck, followed by playful bites, to which he let out a deep groan. His hands moved up her thighs, squeezing roughly as she teased him.
She moved slowly down the long torso of the boy, his eyes watching her the entire time. She left small kisses on each of his contoured abs, nails scratching gently down his sides. She reached the button on his jeans and looked up, her eyes meeting his lust filled ones. She let her hands fall down to his hips, ignoring the button. He groaned again, closing his eyes and trying to restrain himself. Letting out a giggle, Abigail slowly unbuttoned his jeans, revealing the green plaid boxers he wore underneath.
Not liking the slow pace, he flipped them back over and started kissing her again. Abigail laughed at his obvious impatience and tangled her fingers in his hair. She let out a loud moan as his mouth trailed down her chest, throwing her head back, eyes closed. Pogue's large hand grabbed her chin, forcing her face back in his direction. She moaned again as his fingers danced across the skin on her stomach and his other hand slid down her throat, gentle pressure being accompanied by kisses across the jaw.
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Rebecca awoke to someone shaking her shoulder. Looking up, she saw Tyler's bloodshot blue eyes staring down at her. She went to sit up and groaned as she felt her tight muscles contract after sitting in the awkward position for so long. "What time is it?" she asked sleepily, yawning just after the words left her mouth.
Tyler glanced over to the digital clock, before turning back to the drowsy blonde and saying slowly, "About 4 in the morning. What are you still doing here?"
She stood up and stretched, taking the time to realize that Tyler had changed clothes. "I was gonna stay a little while in case you needed something. Guess I fell asleep." She yawned again, emphasizing the fact that she was tired. "I guess I should head back to my dorm. Hopefully Abby went right to sleep and we won't have to play 21 questions about why I'm coming back to my dorm at 4 am."
Tyler grinned and moved towards Rebecca, gently clasping his hands with hers as he looked down at her. What was left of her sleep was quickly erased as she realized how close he was. Without waiting for him to make a move, she leaned up and kissed him. It was innocent and simple, a very carefree type of kiss. The purity quickly turned down a darker path as they let go of each other's hands and started to explore. Tyler's hands roamed up and down Rebecca's arms as hers slowly moved to the muscular chest in front of her, staying safely above the fabric of the shirt. They broke apart, as they were both in need of air, and they stared at each other for a long moment.
"I think I can stay a few minutes longer," Rebecca said breathlessly. Tyler nodded and pulled her over to the bed, sitting down and tugging her onto his lap. Their lips met again, only this time in a much deeper kiss.
They moved up to the top of the bed, Tyler's head against the pillow as Rebecca was situated on top of him, hands wandering. They continued to kiss a bit longer before Rebecca pulled away, out of breath, and rolled to her side laying her head against Tyler's chest.
"Wow," she said quietly, staring at the wall opposite her. Tyler just laughed a bit and let his arm fall around her back. They stayed silent for a few moments, taking in what had just happened. "You know," Becky said after a while, "I'm really starting to like you." She waited for a response, and when she got none, she looked up to find that Tyler was fast asleep, the leftover alcohol taking it's toll on the youngest of the Ipswich boys. Rebecca laughed and said quietly, "You would pick this moment to fall asleep." She gently shook her head and curled up to the boy, quickly falling asleep herself.
