Max reacted instantly. She grabbed the arm that snaked around her neck and looked at Ire, who had done the same. Ire just nodded, with a little difficulty because of the arm around her neck, and they both flipped whoever was grabbing them over their heads.
He landed on his back, but was up in an instant.
"Ire?" He asked, puzzled.
"Theo." Ire breathed.
"I didn't believe her when she said you left us." Theo said. "But when they said you killed her, I had to see. It was true. You left us. Why?"
"There was never an us!" Ire said a little too loud. "I was never part of the group! You were all scared of me, remember? I was always alone! Don't give me crap about an 'us' like I was a part of the group or something!"
"But you were!" Theo argued. "We always talked about you. We wanted you with us, but they would never let us have you back."
"You never asked for me." Ire spat. "You were all too concerned with the almighty Renfro and what she would think if you mentioned your poor, dear, reject pal."
"No! We all thought of you as a sister. You were our sibling. We wanted you back." Theo argued.
"Just wanting and actually asking are two different things." Ire said angrily.
"I'm sorry you feel that way." Theo said sadly. "But now I have orders. I'm sorry you felt you had to leave us, but now I have orders to take any intruders to Mr. White."
"You won't be taking us to him." Ire said. They were both ignoring Max, which she didn't see as a bad thing. This was obviously a sibling thing they need to work out, but if Ire was in trouble she would help, then again, it was Ire.
"I will be taking you to him. They are my orders and I will follow through with them." Theo said and went into a fighting stance.
Ire glared angrily at him and went into her own fighting stance. Just one look at Ire's eyes told Max that she was thoroughly upset, and when Ire was upset, heads rolled...literally.
Theo tried to deliver a kick to the side of Ire's head, but she ducked quickly and let loose a fist, connecting with his stomach. Had Theo been a regular guy, he would've doubled over wheezing, but seeing as Theo definitely wasn't regular, he only stumbled back a step. He grinned and looked at Ire.
"You're good, sister." He said, the grin never fading.
"I am not your sister!" Ire yelled and kicked him in the side of the head.
Theo fell. Hard. He landed on his side and looked like he was seeing stars. Ire looked down at him, her breathing ragged and angry. Theo just looked up at her, but everyone knew he would not let the fight end like that.
Theo got up as quickly as he could, moving just in time to miss Ire's foot slamming down, hoping to connect with his head. He shot up and shook off the previous attack. Ire didn't give him any 'breather' time. She charged at him like a football player, and before he could move or block, she connected with him and knocked him down.
Ire stopped charging and looked at Theo, who was a few paces behind her laying on the ground. Ire knew her anger gave her the advantage and that was clouding her brain. Her anger and advantage were controlling her and she was dangerous.
Ire walked over to Theo, who was now too weak to get up, and bent down next to him. She propped him and grabbed his neck, then bent her head to talk in his ear.
"I am not your sister." She hissed, then, just as she was about to snap his neck, Max grabbed her arms and ripped her away from Theo, who had passed out due to the pain.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" ire asked angrily. Max just let it go. It wasn't Ire talking, it was her anger.
"I won't let you kill him." Max said calmly. She was trying to be calm in the situation, but it was hard. There was a more advanced, and very angry killing machine that wasn't pleased with her.
"Why?" Ire asked simply.
"You would regret it forever." Max said. "I know."
"I don't regret things."
"No matter what, he's your brother. You would regret it forever. Please, calm down."
"I-I..." Ire stuttered. She didn't know what to say now that the anger was fading away. Then it hit her. She had almost killed him. She didn't consider him her brother, but in a way he was, and she had almost killed him.
"He isn't my brother you know." Ire said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"That's fine." Max said sympathetically. "You just can't..."
"I know." Ire said quietly, lowering her head. "I don't cry. Why am I crying now?"
"You just need to." Max said. She didn't know what to say, but she was apparently doing a good job because Ire wiped away her tears and looked up.
"I'm...fine."
"Yeah."
Ire cleared her throat, just sick of the silence.
"We should, uh, we should go."
"Yeah." Max agreed.
They walked silently to the woods and the trip to the bike was the same. Quiet. There as no noise other than the foliage rustling as they walked. They were both very relieved when the bike was started and neither of them had to say a word as they sped along back to Logan's.
He landed on his back, but was up in an instant.
"Ire?" He asked, puzzled.
"Theo." Ire breathed.
"I didn't believe her when she said you left us." Theo said. "But when they said you killed her, I had to see. It was true. You left us. Why?"
"There was never an us!" Ire said a little too loud. "I was never part of the group! You were all scared of me, remember? I was always alone! Don't give me crap about an 'us' like I was a part of the group or something!"
"But you were!" Theo argued. "We always talked about you. We wanted you with us, but they would never let us have you back."
"You never asked for me." Ire spat. "You were all too concerned with the almighty Renfro and what she would think if you mentioned your poor, dear, reject pal."
"No! We all thought of you as a sister. You were our sibling. We wanted you back." Theo argued.
"Just wanting and actually asking are two different things." Ire said angrily.
"I'm sorry you feel that way." Theo said sadly. "But now I have orders. I'm sorry you felt you had to leave us, but now I have orders to take any intruders to Mr. White."
"You won't be taking us to him." Ire said. They were both ignoring Max, which she didn't see as a bad thing. This was obviously a sibling thing they need to work out, but if Ire was in trouble she would help, then again, it was Ire.
"I will be taking you to him. They are my orders and I will follow through with them." Theo said and went into a fighting stance.
Ire glared angrily at him and went into her own fighting stance. Just one look at Ire's eyes told Max that she was thoroughly upset, and when Ire was upset, heads rolled...literally.
Theo tried to deliver a kick to the side of Ire's head, but she ducked quickly and let loose a fist, connecting with his stomach. Had Theo been a regular guy, he would've doubled over wheezing, but seeing as Theo definitely wasn't regular, he only stumbled back a step. He grinned and looked at Ire.
"You're good, sister." He said, the grin never fading.
"I am not your sister!" Ire yelled and kicked him in the side of the head.
Theo fell. Hard. He landed on his side and looked like he was seeing stars. Ire looked down at him, her breathing ragged and angry. Theo just looked up at her, but everyone knew he would not let the fight end like that.
Theo got up as quickly as he could, moving just in time to miss Ire's foot slamming down, hoping to connect with his head. He shot up and shook off the previous attack. Ire didn't give him any 'breather' time. She charged at him like a football player, and before he could move or block, she connected with him and knocked him down.
Ire stopped charging and looked at Theo, who was a few paces behind her laying on the ground. Ire knew her anger gave her the advantage and that was clouding her brain. Her anger and advantage were controlling her and she was dangerous.
Ire walked over to Theo, who was now too weak to get up, and bent down next to him. She propped him and grabbed his neck, then bent her head to talk in his ear.
"I am not your sister." She hissed, then, just as she was about to snap his neck, Max grabbed her arms and ripped her away from Theo, who had passed out due to the pain.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" ire asked angrily. Max just let it go. It wasn't Ire talking, it was her anger.
"I won't let you kill him." Max said calmly. She was trying to be calm in the situation, but it was hard. There was a more advanced, and very angry killing machine that wasn't pleased with her.
"Why?" Ire asked simply.
"You would regret it forever." Max said. "I know."
"I don't regret things."
"No matter what, he's your brother. You would regret it forever. Please, calm down."
"I-I..." Ire stuttered. She didn't know what to say now that the anger was fading away. Then it hit her. She had almost killed him. She didn't consider him her brother, but in a way he was, and she had almost killed him.
"He isn't my brother you know." Ire said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"That's fine." Max said sympathetically. "You just can't..."
"I know." Ire said quietly, lowering her head. "I don't cry. Why am I crying now?"
"You just need to." Max said. She didn't know what to say, but she was apparently doing a good job because Ire wiped away her tears and looked up.
"I'm...fine."
"Yeah."
Ire cleared her throat, just sick of the silence.
"We should, uh, we should go."
"Yeah." Max agreed.
They walked silently to the woods and the trip to the bike was the same. Quiet. There as no noise other than the foliage rustling as they walked. They were both very relieved when the bike was started and neither of them had to say a word as they sped along back to Logan's.
