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"Nova. Wake up." I shot up when I heard Sean's voice, as he raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. "Dramatic much?" I stared at him until I actually realized that it was Sean.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I questioned. I sat up and looked at him, raising an eyebrow, as he ran his fingers through his hair and then sat by my feet.
"Sam went off to college, the base was attacked last night. Brooks wants to go Sam to get help, but he feels shitty for yesterday and cutting you off like that." Sean told me. "You're mom messaged me on Facebook last night asking what was wrong and how you were crying." He sighed, and then rested his chin on my knees.
"There's a reason for all of this, trust me. Brooks is waiting for a text from me that tells him that you'll help with whatever Sam needs. If you say yes, then he'll be here later to pick you up, if not, he can do whatever he needs to do himself. It's up to you." He explained to me.
"My anxiety just kicked into high gear, Sean." I told him, as my body started to tremble. His eyes grew wide and he got up, quickly leaving. He came back with a glass of water, and a single pill in his hand, Valium.
I smiled gratefully, and swallowed the pill with the water, and then looked at Sean again, "Should I be scared if I say yes?" I asked him. "Be honest." I quickly added on.
He ran a hand through his hair, and looked at me. "Yes."
After a couple of hours of talking to Sean about what might happen. Getting the horrible scenario's from my mind, and just hugging the 20-year-old at one point, as he hugged me back, reassuring me that we would all stay the same.
After some more talking, I looked at him, "Tell him yes. I'm going to go get ready." I told him, and then let out a long sigh. I made my way up the stairs, and to the bathroom, grabbing my mascara and eyeliner, and going to work until I had winged eyeliner that could kill, and lashes that were noticeably darker than black. I dug to the bottom of my makeup back, pulling out lip liner and lipstick.
I glanced to the mirror when Sean leaned against the doorframe, his eyes going wide at the dark color of my lipstick. "What's the name of that?" He raised an eyebrow, "It looks black."
I glanced at the tube, "It's Black Cherry by Revlon." I spoke, and then carefully applied the lipstick to my lips, and throwing my hair into a messy top bun. I turned around and faced Sean.
"That's the most makeup I have ever seen you wear." He commented as I moved to my closet, pulling out a plaid dress, and raising an eyebrow at Sean. "Oh. Right, sorry." He pulled the door shut behind him as I changed.
"You're good." I called as I pulled on my combat boots. Sean carefully opened the door, and then let out a whistle.
"Be, uh, Brooks is going to die." He gave me a wink, and helped me up, as there was a honk from outside. I raised an eyebrow at the mess up of names again, but brushed it off, taking a deep breath, and making sure I had my medicine on me before I walked down the stairs, leaving a note for my parents.
I walked outside, and watched Sean nod to Brooks as he walked to his car, as I walked to Brooks, sliding in the car, and pulling my seatbelt of my body, not saying a word.
"It's a seven hour drive." Brooks told me. I nodded, and then curled my feet under me, "You can sleep if you want." He whispered as he pulled on to the highway.
"What the hell was that last night?" I turned to him, livid. "I was so fucking excited that I got accepted into a college, and you brush me off like it's nothing! Do you want to know what I did after you left? I went to my room and cried until I feel asleep." I was angry, and I know that Brooks had never seen me angry.
When he didn't reply, I let out a chuckle, "Brooks. You don't understand, maybe you do, but it doesn't seem like it. Yesterday morning everything was fine, we cuddled and kissed and I walked you out the door. But when you come back from helping Sam with something in the yard. You're cold and distant, which makes me think that I did everything wrong and that you hate me and I can't handle that. I shut down, and I don't talk to anyone. My mom Facebook'd Sean, for crying out loud, Brooks. Because you were being a dick to me." I finished my rant, and then angrily sat back in the seat, wiping my angry tears away.
Brooks didn't reply for a while, as he drove down the highway, pushing 140 mph to get to the college as fast as possible. "I'm sorry, Nova." He told me, "I understand that I was a dick yesterday, and I'm sorry. I was stressed out because of what happened at the base. We got some new guy who yelled at Lennox and Tim about how we were running things even though he had no say. Sam on the other hand, is one of my best friends. And he's going to college, so I won't be able to see him, and that actually hurts. We've been friends for two years. Hell, I live with him when I'm not at the base." He explained to me. "But Nova." He waited until I looked at him. "I'm not leaving. I'm staying right here, I won't hurt you like that again. I'm so sorry." He whispered, tracing his thumb over my hand in slow circles.
I let out a sigh, "How much longer is the drive?" I asked, as I hooked up my phone to the Bluetooth radio, making Brooks chuckle.
"6 more hours." He told me, leaning over, and kissing temple.
"This is the college?" I raised an eyebrow, and glanced around. Brooks wrapped an arm around me, and kept me close, as he glanced around, trying to locate Sam.
"Who are you looking for?" A random person walked up to us, her voice too preppy and happy for this late at night. Brooks explained who we were looking for. "Oh, he went to a party at Pi Kappa Alpha." She gave us another big smile, and then bounced off.
I raised an eyebrow, and looked at Brooks, who had as much as confusion on his face. "Well." He spoke first. "Let's go to a frat party." He pulled me down the hallway, and back outside.
"Okay, I'm going to do something crazy when we get back in the car, don't question anything, okay? I need to get Sam's attention quickly." Brooks talked lowly to me as we made our way back, and drove to the frat house.
I nodded, and then gasped when Brooks' drove on to the lawn, turning on all of the alarms in the car, and getting out of the car, leaning against the door as I hung my head in defeat. "Jesus Christ, Brooks." I whispered.
After about two minutes, Sam ran outside, on the verge of having a small panic attack, "What the hell are you doing?" He asked Brooks, as I turned off the engine.
"Bro, is that your car?" A student stopped at the door, with this friend, staring (or attempting to) Sam down. Brooks took a step to the door, as the guys focused their eyes on him.
"No, it's mine. I just went to go see if we can go find you a tighter shirt." Brooks gave them a smirk, knowing that they'd make a comment back.
"There isn't a tighter shirt! We checked." The shorter one replied, as the taller one walked closer to Brooks, and decided to try to win a pissing contest.
"How about this, big guy?" He tried to make himself seem taller. "How about that I park my foot up your ass and we call it a night. I can even take your cute little friend from the passenger's seat of the car." He gave me a wink as Brooks kissed his teeth, glanced at me, and punched the guy in the temple.
"Brooks!" Sam and I yelled at the same time, but not before a girl made her way to my window, sliding her hands over the door, and glancing in the car, not even noticing me.
She looked at Brooks, and gave him a smile, as Sam's…friends made their way to Sam. "Is this your car, bro?" They asked Sam, as the blonde talked to Brooks, but I couldn't hear what she was saying.
I got out of the car, and closed the door lightly behind me, walking to Brooks and the blonde, raising an eyebrow as she slowly backed off, looking back at us before she walked back into the frat house.
"You didn't have to do that, you know." I whispered to Brooks, before I turned back to the car, which Sam was driving from the lawn, and into the street. I made my way back to the car, and then moved to backseat.
"You know." Sam and I jumped about a foot in the air when the blonde was sitting next to me.
"When the hell did you get here?" I questioned, "Get out of the car."
She gave me a glare, and leaned to the driver's seat, where Brooks was now seated, driving down a street. "I love Camaros." She wrapped her hand around Brooks' shoulder. "My first car was my dad's '92 Z28. Fuel-injected. The roar of the engine, it just tickles me." She whispered.
"Okay. Brooks please pull over." I spoke calmly, even though I was raging on the inside. He did as I said, as I opened the door, but not before Brooks pressed a button, and anti-freeze shot out of the car, and into her face. She let out a screech, as I shoved her out the door.
I glared at her as we drove off, and then looked at Sam, who was still having a panic attack. "You…she…why are you here?" He turned to me, before shaking his head, "Never mind, I don't want to know." He turned to Brooks. "You guys can't give me one damn day?"
"Wait, what?" I turned to Brooks, and back to Sam, "You know something I don't." I told him, and turned back to Brooks. "What are you not telling me?"
Brooks pulled over again, and turned to me, "There's something we need to tell you."
And that's where I'm stopping that chapter. Just you know, for cliffhanger reasons and such. Yes, I had to include Alice, and I hate her. I rewrote this chapter like, three times, and this is the one that I liked the most. You guys got to see a different side of Nova. (When she's angry, it's scary.) Tell me what you think should/will happen in the next chapter. ALSO, I WILL NOT UPDATE UNTIL I GET 5 REVIEWS. I work on my stories very hard for you guys, and I would like that you tell how I'm doing rather than follow & favorite it. As always, any questions, comments, or concerns, leave them for me to read. Oh, also, a review would be nice. - REMEMBER, NO FLAMES.