DISCLAIMER: IT STARTS OFF AFTER VINCE KISSED CRIMSON. HOPE YOU LIKE IT.











Crimson climbed up the stairs still smiling to herself about the kiss Vince had given her. It was quite a surprise. She was hoping he'd kiss her before she left but he just stood there, clueless of what to do. And then he barged over and just kissed her, leaving her completely breathless. Now she had a date tomorrow…what would she wear? She better start looking before tomorrow…after she talked Asher and found out what the hell happened. He just pissed her off sometimes with his stupid stunts.

Crimson knocked on his door before opening it and stepping inside, shutting the door. "Let's get one thing straight right now," she told him. Her voice was steady but the anger was firm. "I ask the questions, you give me the answers in a calm manner. No bullshit, understand?"

Asher nodded angrily, sitting on his bed near Violet. Crimson kept her eyes on Asher but spoke to the other girl. "Violet, go hang out with Ebony for awhile, keep her company. I need to talk to my darling little cousin for a minute."

Violet nodded and gave Asher a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving the room and shutting the door closed behind her. Crimson took a deep breath and shook her head. "What the hell were you thinking, Asher? Starting a fight in Dom's house?"

"Chaz started it," he shrugged.

"Oh don't give me that shit!" she debated and started pacing the room slowly. "You're twenty-three not three, Ash. I don't care which one of you morons started it. The fact is you got into a fight with a nineteen year old, who happened to be your friend along time ago. You two were acting like a bunch of children."

"He was talking shit."

"I don't give a shit, Asher. You should have known better. I think you should go over and apologize to Dom tomorrow. Ask him if there's anything you can do to help him…better yet I'll call him and tell him to give you something to do. You owe it to him."

"But I didn't break anything," he argued getting upset.

"I don't care, you'll still work for him for starting a fight in his house. Now tell me how it started. What did Chaz say to piss you off so much?" She asked.

"He said it's not safe here. That we should leave," he told her.

Crimson stopped pacing, "Did he say why?"

"Not really, he just said that it's still dangerous."

"Tran's dead and so is that gang thanks to him," Crimson said.

Asher nodded, "Yeah that's what I said. But apparently Dom and his family have more problems with the Tran's than just Jesse's death. Serena had something in there, he mentioned that but he wouldn't tell me what it was. He said it was Serena's business not mine."

"I can understand that. We have things we hide too," she nodded agreeing with what Dom had to say. She had things hidden that she didn't want people prying into either.

"Chaz also mentioned that Tran's gang might come back after him for killing Johnny, he said if they do they'll more than likely remember," he said, looking at her with a bit of fear.

She sat next to him and took his hand in hers. "I'm not going to let anybody hurt you guys. I promise Asher." She took a deep breath. "Well I have a date to get ready for tomorrow night."

"What? With who?" he asked looking up at her confused.

"Vince…I think I'm going to tell him," she concluded turning away from Asher so she couldn't see the stunned look on his face.

"What?" he exclaimed. "Crimson you cannot be serious."

Crimson stood up and nodded, "I have to Asher. They have to know. It's better than them finding out on their own. At least this way they'll know without having to find out and hold it against us."

"They'll still hold it against it Crimson. You think they'll just brush it aside and say 'it's okay happens to the best of us'," he stood up and grabbed her arm. "Crim, they'll hate us. Vince will leave you and Leon won't even think twice about Summer."

"I don't care, Asher. They need to know about us. It's only fair. We can't get them into more trouble with those people. They need to know what happened all those years ago," she told him and wiggled out of his grip.

"Don't you dare tell them about me," he threatened.

She smiled, "What makes you think Chaz won't spill to Serena or Dom? Huh? He's already pissed at you and he's one of Serena's best friends. He'll warn her sooner than later so why not tell them and get it over with?"

"He won't tell. I'll kill him if he does," he said, brushing it away with his hand.

"He's your friend too, Asher. My minds made up. They'll know by tomorrow, they all will." She nodded, confirming her thought mentally. She left the room, closing the door as Asher threw a book at her in anger.



"By the sound of it, I take it Asher's pretty pissed," Violet concluded, coming out of Ebony's room.

"Yeah he is," she sighed, she gestured at Ebony's door. "How is she?"

"Same as ever. Quiet and depressed," Violet said, shaking her head in defeat. "What pissed him off so much?"

"I told him that I'm telling Vince tomorrow night when we go out. They need to know about us Violet…at least some of it. I'll leave out the worst on you guys, but they need to know about me and my problem," Crimson explained. She waited for Violet to get pissed off, but the girl only nodded.

"Do what you gotta do, Red. I'm not gonna stop you," she shrugged and looked passed her. "Good luck with Ebony."

"Yeah, I wish you luck to. Try to talk some sense into him if you can."

"I'll try, no guarantees," Violet mumbled and went into the room.

Crimson took a deep breath and went into Ebony's room. The red head lay on her bed. Head resting on her arm, staring at a picture on her nightstand. Korn played on her stereo, filling the room with the music. Crimson turned it down and sat next to her on the bed, rubbing her arm.

"How you doin', Eb?" She asked, quietly.

Ebony said nothing. She only looked at her with her green eyes.

"You need to talk Ebony. I know you still hurt. We all hurt, you can't stay like this forever. Talk to me," she persuaded her.

"I miss them," she whispered, eyes filling with tears. Crimson looked at the picture. It had been taken six years ago. Ebony had been sixteen then. It was a picture of her and her parents along wither twin sister. She looked happy there and she wasn't wearing black for a change. She wore a baby blue dress and was smiling. A small picture was in the corner of it. A picture of her and her boyfriend, Xander. They were hugging each other and grinning like fools. Crimson remembered the day they died. Ebony had been with her when she heard about it. Ebony had gone into shock and didn't talk for days and then she slipped into the way she was now. She'd been that way for six years now.

"I know you do, Doll," she replied, rubbing her arm gently. "But nothing will bring them back, Ebony. You have to keep on leaving. Do you think they like seeing you like this? As long as you live they can never die because they live in your heart."

A tear slid down her cheek and she nodded, sitting up. "I'll try."

"Try to what?" she asked with a small smile.

"Try to live…for my parents…for Raven…and for Xander," she stated.

"That's my girl," she told her. "Tell you what I'll call Mia tomorrow and ask if she's doing anything. If she's not I'll ask her if she can take you out and you two girls can do something tomorrow night. She's around your age. You're a bit older, by three years, but I think you two will be good friends."

Ebony nodded, "Sounds okay. But what will you do?"

"I have a date tomorrow with Vince," she told her. "That's why I want you to get out of the house. Get some air and start living."

"I said I'll try," she said quietly.

"That's all I can ask you to do. Just try," she agreed and got up. "I better go check on Damon, see what he's up too."

"Alright," Ebony said and turned her music up a bit, lower than before.

Crimson went down the hall and knocked on her brother's door, she heard him say come in and opened the door. He lay on his bed, feet on the headboard. He tilted his head backward and smiled at her as he continued to talk on the phone.

"Who's on the phone?" she asked frowning He couldn't have made friends that fast and he didn't have any friends the last place they lived.

"Serena," he mouthed and continued talking to her.

Crimson grinned and thought of something, "Let me have the phone real quick."

He shook his head.

"It'll only take a minute you moron," she told him, holding her hand out for the phone.

He rolled his eyes, "My sister wants to talk to you real quick." He handed her the phone and waited impatiently.

"Serena, is Mia around," she asked.

"Yeah, you wanna talk to her she's right here."

"No, just ask her if she's busy."

"Okay," there was a shuffle as Serena covered her hand over the phone. "She says no."

"Ask her if she'll hang out with Ebony tomorrow. The girl could use a friend."

Serena asked and a minute later she said that Mia would be happy to. "Alright, Ebony will be over around two tomorrow. She's a late sleeper."

"Alright," Serena told her.

"Okay, here's Damon. He seems pretty irritated with me. Keeps making rude gestures. I told you you'd like him."

Damon grabbed the phone from her then, "Don't listen to her. She lives to embarrass me."

Crimson stuck her tongue at him and left the room. Going downstairs this time to talk with Summer. The girl was tearing through her closet like crazy. Picking out dresses and checking them out in the mirror. She'd shake her head and discard it to the covered floor.

"Uh-oh someone else has a date tomorrow," Crimson smiled.

Summer spun around and smiled. "You and Vince?"

"Uh-huh, you and Leon?"

"Yup, and I can't think of anything to wear. I guess we're double dating," she said, turning back to the mirror and shaking her head at the dress. "I'm going crazy. I can't find anything to wear. And then I need the shoes and the make up and the hair…errrr I hate this."

"Here I'll help you if you help me," she offered.

"Alright, just help me here before I go nuts."

Crimson looked around the room, "I think it's too late to save you from that."

Summer laughed and brushed a strand of curly blonde hair from her face, "Yeah I did go a little over the top."

Crimson looked through the closet. "Just so you know I think I'm telling Vince my secret tomorrow."

Summer paused looking at her. She thought it over and nodded, "Okay, I can see why you want to."

"Thanks, I'm glad you understand," she said, filing through the closet.

"Okay…what do you think of this one?" she asked changing the subject and holding up a black dress.

"You aren't going to a funeral," Crimson said scrunching her face in distaste.

"Okay," she tossed it to the floor and kept looking. "I don't know how we'll be ready by tomorrow at four. I still need to sleep for six hours and put on my mudd mask and shave and wax. And it's one in the morning. There are just not enough hours in a day."

"I hear you," Crimson laughed. "And we still need to find something for me to wear."

"Oh, Lord help us," she said and they laughed. Finally around three they fell asleep from exhaustion and still hadn't found a dress to wear. Upstairs Asher was still awake. Staring at the wall while Violet slept next to him. He couldn't let his sister tell them. But he couldn't stop her either. He sighed and closed his eyes, holding Violet close. He kissed the top of her head. He prayed Chaz was wrong. He didn't know what he'd do if something happened to one of them. But he wouldn't let that happen, even if he had to die trying.










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