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Disclaimer: *stamps 'Only property of Spacey-Writer' on OC's* that should make it very clear T.T

Carter Jay's POV

I crossed my arms and leaned against the balcony. I didn't know why I was here. Would my being here help or hurt Raven? And what about Jason? Was he still in the cell? And why the hell is 'Only property of Spacey-Writer' stamped to my arm? That was not the tattoo I paid for…

"You can stop blocking me from your mind, genius," My sister said, "It's making it very clear that something's up."

I turned to Raven, "It's not important, it's just something personal going on where I live."

She grimaced, "Just because its "personal" doesn't mean that you have to hide it from your little sister. Hiding things from me doesn't help with the fact that I have an uneasy feeling about whether you should be here or not-"

"I know where Jason is."

That sentence caused an uncomfortable silence near the balcony. Raven's hazel eyes look right into mine before she stuttered, "W-What?"

"He's not dead, but he's not doing so well either. He was captured last year for anonymous reasons, and he's spent all this time in a cold cell. There were no cellmates for him to talk to until a few Mondays ago, and guess who that was?

"I was scared, yet I was relieved that our big brother was alive!"

"What are you doing here then?"

"Two nights ago they let me out, but I had to follow their orders. I had to…"

"What?! You had to what?! They're going to lock me into the same God damn cell, aren't they?!"

"Raven, please listen to me! They wanted to keep watch over you, but I knew that it was the perfect opportunity to protect you. Jason told me that I had to, for they would try to hurt you if I didn't. He would've come to you, but they needed him for something else."

She put her hands on my shoulder and held a firm grip to them, "What do they want him to do? Why do you have to keep watch of me? Why in the name of the bloody world did they lock you up anyways!? What is their plot- what do they want from us?!"

"Please, sis, stop yelling at me so I can explain. I don't know exactly what they're up to, but Jason has been sending me messages through his telekinesis. They told me that I was suppose to watch over you, but what they really expect me to do is watch over all of you. I know that a lot of their planning doesn't have so much to do with you or me, but they seem to be after Alex and Mitchie."

"Why didn't you tell me? We need to stop them! It has something to with their relationship, I just know it! Hayley needs to know!"

"Raven please-"

"You shut up! You're blocking me from your stupid mind! How do I not know your lying to me about being on our side?"

You know because I would never tell you a bloody lie, sis.

We still need to stop them, whoever they are. Alex and Mitchie are in love, bro, don't you understand that?

They're already sleeping in the same bed, so believe me when I say that I don't have any doubts.

That's when we were lured into a bag. And after that, we heard screaming.

Alex's POV

I opened my eyes and smiled. Mitchie was lying down next to me, her face only inches away from mine. I could get use to this, who wouldn't want to wake up with an angel? Now if only she would stop sleeping.

I sat up, "Wake up, Mitchie."

I barely heard her mumble, "It's too early..." before she pulled the covers over her head.

My girlfriend was too cute. I removed the covers and leaned down to kiss her cheek, "Wake up so I can make out with you."

She got up quickly, "Why didn't you say that before?"

I stuck out my tongue, "Good morning sleepyhead."

"Aw, you didn't just say that to get me up, did you? Because it seems like all you ever want to do is make out with me."

"That's not all I wanna do," I confirmed, wiggling my eyebrows.

"Alex! Come on, we're only sixteen."

"Well if that's the only thing that's stopping us from doing it, then being sixteen sucks."

She shut me up by finally kissing me. Oh God that was hot!

Her arms were wrapped around my shoulder while mine were wrapped around her waist.

"Does this…make up…for it..?" She asked.

"Shut up…and kiss…me," I answered.

There was no hesitation from her. I felt her tongue enter in my mouth and moaned. I held her tighter just so I could try to contain myself.

As soon as our lips parted, I pressed my lips onto her neck. Her arms went down and…was she moaning? Yes, she was moaning, and that only made me want more.

I smirked, "Do you know how hot you are right now?"

I pressed my lips onto hers. Feeling dominant, I flipped her over on her back. Before we could go any further, I heard someone gasp.

Still in the same position, I turned around. How long was the door open? And how long was Hayley standing there?

My cousin blinked, "Um… I'm sorry. Justin left to get Max, I was heading towards my room, but your door was open…"

The door had opened? I thought I had heard something. I got up and sat down on the bed. Mitchie sat up and frowned, "So Hayley, did you need anything?"

She shook her head, "Perhaps therapy now, but I'm fine…"

"I'll be back," I muttered following my cousin to her room.

She sat down on a chair and looked at me, "Hey, Alex."

"Look, Hayley, we didn't do anything."

"I know. You seemed like you were eager to, though."

"Honestly? Alright, I was."

I saw her grin, and she laughed.

"What?"

Hayley rolled her eyes, "I won't interfere, just please try to contain yourself. You're only sixteen after all. And one more thing- not so loud next time?"

***

Mitchie and I locked arms as we walked down Waverly Place.

"I'm glad Hayley was alright," said the adorable brunette.

"Yeah, my cousin's strong. Besides, she probably secretly enjoyed watching."

We laughed and continued to walk together. I was walking Mitchie to her house, despite that fact that I just wanted her to stay with me for all of eternity. I couldn't stand being without her, no second passed by where I didn't think about her. The love we had for each other was just so pure and true.

I felt myself being shoved into an alley. I looked towards Mitchie and saw that she was still holding onto my arm. We heard large footsteps coming our way.

A large, masculine guy stood in front of us. He was wearing dark clothing and a mask, typical. There was a bag by his side, and in his hands was a…gun.

I stood in front of Mitchie with a protective pose. There was on way I was going to lose her, not now, not ever.

"I-I don't want to do this," He said. I could've sworn that he was crying.

My girlfriend spoke into my ear, "Look closer, it's a tranquilizer gun."

I squinted and saw that it was nothing more than a tranquilizer gun. But who knew what he had in that bag?

I heard him gulp, "Please, I'm not going to hurt you. B-But they have my siblings. If you play along with this, I can promise that the both of you will be out of this mess soon."

Siblings? They? Play along? Wow, this guy was off his nut. He wasn't explaining anything clearly.

With one hand still on the tranquilizer, he reached into the bag and took out a rope. He was headed towards us, but before he could reach Mitchie, I kicked him in his groin. He placed his hands where I kicked him and wailed out in pain.

I grabbed Mitchie's hand and we ran out of there. But we didn't go far when Mitchie fell down.

"Mitchie!" I yelled before seeing the tranquilizer dart in her shoulder. Shi-

Before anything could be done, I blacked out.

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