Chapter 4: Pain
Serena POV
It was a rough day. I sit in my room remembering how Knives was on top of Greg. The look on his face when he realized what he was doing was horrifying. He looked lost, and scared. And I think he was. I don't like being here at my house. My foster mother was ok, but my father, well, that was a different story.
I hear a slam of the door. That's my dad. Mom said he had left earilier. He's probably drunk again. He always gets drunk. That's why we had to move in the first place. He had done something horrible, so he made us pack all of a sudden, and move here. I am forbidden to call any of my friends, or talk to anyone I knew when we were living out in New Jersey.
I can hear the yelling. I can't take it. My foster mother is a nice person, and she doesn't deserve to be treated like this. Knives's words come back to me. I wander if I can go over there for the night. Maybe escape this life for at least one night.
I hear a crash. There's silence. I'm scared. What if he comes up hear and tries to hurt me. I walk down the stairs. My foster dad is drunk. I can smell the alcohol. I turn pale as I look into the kitchen. My father is holding a knife with blood on it. My mother is on the floor, and she is not moving. I know I have to escape. He turns to me. I freeze. What will he do?
"What are you doing down here!?" he yells. "Get in your room now!"
I don't move. I can't. He walks towards me. If I don't move he'll hurt me. I have an opening. If I can get to the door, I might make it. Suddenly my legs aren't frozen anymore, and I lunge for the door. He's coming after me. I unlock the door, and run out of the house. He's yelling, I can hear him, but I don't stop. I run as fast as I can until I get to the park.
It's raining, and I'm scared. I don't know what to do. A payphone catches my attention. I dig into my pocket, and find I still have some lunch money left. Quickly I go to the phone. I would have gone to Knives place, but I don't know where he lives. All I can do is call him. I think hard as I try to remember his number. 266-5585. It rings.
"Hello?"
It's Vash. I got the right number. I answer quickly. "Vash? It's Serena. Is Knives there?"
"Yes. Hold on."
I wait a few minutes, and finally Knives answers. "Hello?"
"Knives...."
"Serena? What's wrong?" Knives asks.
"Something bad happened Knives. Can you come get me?" I ask.
"Yeah, where are you?"
"I'm at the park." I asnswer.
"The park!? It's pooring out!" Knives says quickly. "What in the heck are you doing out in the rain!?"
"I'll tell you later. Please. Just come get me." I beg him.
"Of course. I'll be there soon." Knives says then hangs up.
All I can do is wait. I walk to a tree, and curl up underneath to try to stay a little dry. It doesn't help. I'm cold, and all I want to do is sleep. I pray that it doesn't take him long to find me. I wander what will happen to me now. Where I will go when the police find out about my foster mom's death. _______________________________________________________________________ Knives POV
I quickly hang up the phone and go to the closet and pull out two coats. One for me and one for Serena. If she stays in the rain too long, she'll get sick. Vash and Meryl come over with worried looks. They don't have to ask, they know something's wrong.
"Something happened. Serena's at the park."
Vash turns wide eyed. "It's pooring out."
"I know. I'm going to get her. Stay here, I won't be long."
I leave no room for discussion as I hurry out the door. I am grateful that tomorrow is Saturday. No school. If we had school, things would get really complex. I hurry to the park. It doesn't take me long to reach the park, and I quickly go to the only payphone that is there. I figure that she wouldn't stray far from it. I was right.
Serena was curled up under a tree, trying to keep dry. She only had a t- shirt on. I quickly run to her and cover her with my one jacket. I seemed to have startled her. Her face is wet, and I can't tell if she has been crying, or if it is just cause of the rain. She lunges at me as if she is a scared child, and I hold her tight.
After a minute or two I help her up, and guide her to my house. I quickly get her inside. Vash and Meryl are waiting. Vash was never a good cook, so I assumed that Meryl made the soup that was out. Vash was holding some of my clean clothes. I made a mental note to thank him.
I removed the jacket from Serena, and then lead her to the bathroom. I grab the clothes from Vash and take them with me. Serena is soaked. I walk into the bathroom first, and pull out some tows and things for her to use to dry herself off.
Turning to her I smile. I hold out the clothes for her. "They're mine, so they'll be kind of big. At least you'll be dry. I'll wait for you outside."
Serena thanks me, then hugs me. I walk out, and close the door to give her some privacy. My clothes are now soaked from the rain, so I go to my room and change. After I'm finished changing, I go out to wait by the bathroom. A few minutes later Serena comes out. As I figured the clothes are to big, and her hair is still wet.
I lead her down to the kitchen where Vash and Meryl are. They already have two bowls out on the table. I look at Vash and he smiles. I realize how much I owe him, and make another mental note to buy him that dvd he was look at a few days ago.
Serena and I sit, and then Meryl and Vash join us. Everyone is quiet, but I know what is going through their heads. Why was Serena out in the rain? What happened? What made you run out into the rain? All good questions, but I was not going to be the one to pry. It was Serena's problem, and if she wanted to tell us about it, then she would.
Serena sighs heavily. She's going to say something. I want to tell her that she doesn't have to if she doesn't want to, but I can't. It can't be ignore. Something frightened her. She looks up at us all, and I give her a smile of reassurance. She nods and prepares to speak.
"I'm really sorry about all this..."
"It ok. It's not a problem at all." Vash says quickly. "I don't want to pry Serena, but if you could tell us what happened, then perhaps we could help."
Serena nods. "Ok. Well, there's a reason why I never talked about myself. When I was real little my parents died. I was put with foster parents. There the ones I live with now. My mother is ok, but my dad is another story. He drinks a lot. He came home drunk tonight..." Serena pauses. Somehow I know I'm not going to like what I hear.
"I was in my room, and I heard noises downstairs, then everything went quiet. I went downstairs to see what happened and...and..."
She's crying. I do what I can to comfort her. I look over at Vash and Meryl, and I can see the worry in their faces. I try to calm Serena down, but it's not working. All I can do is hold her tight. A moment later she pushes away from me, and tries to pull herself together. I let her be, cause I know if I try to help her, she will fall apart.
"My father was standing in the kitchen with a knife in his hand. It...It had blood on it, and my mother was on the floor. She...she wasn't....she wasn't moving. My dad started coming towards me so I...I left the house and I ran. I just ran till I was far enough away, and then I realized I was near the park. That's when I called here..."
I don't know what to say. Meryl seems to be in shock, and Vash seems ready to cry. When the subject of death comes up he always starts crying. Everyone remains silent. Finally getting agrivated I suggest going to bed. Eveyone agrees, and then the subject of who sleeps where comes up.
After a long discussion we finally decide that Meryl will sleep in my bed, and Serena and I will take are parents room. Vash seemed to understand. It wasn't a good idea to leave Serena alone. Seeing your mother dead, and your dad hoving over her with a bloody knife can really mess a person up.
Everyone is situated, and I enter the room where Serena is. She's curled up. I can tell she is trying not to cry. I climb on the bed, and wrap my arms around her. She doesn't move. I try to find something to say, but no words will come. Finally she turns around in my arms and starts to speak.
"What am I going to do Knives. I saw it. If the police come, they'll want me to go to court and tell them what I saw." I remain silent. "What if they say I have to go with some other foster parents. What if they live in another city. I won't be able to see you. What if something bad happens. What if I run into Greg..."
"Ssshhh." I say soothingly. These are all good reasons for worry, but I don't want her to think about them right now. It's rough enough as is. "Don't think about that. I promise I'll do everything I can to keep you here. I won't let anyone hurt you..."
"But what if my dad doesn't go to jail, and they make me live with him. What if he beats me like he use to..."
"Ssshhh...beat you!? When did he beat you!" I practically yell.
"Back when we were in New Jersey. We had to leave because he did something really bad. That's why I came here. Well, it was actually dad who said we were comin here."
He beat her. Darn it. I tried to calm my anger. Serena didn't need me blowing up right now. "We'll talk about it in the morning. Just get some sleep for now." Serena nods her head and snuggles closer to me. I wrap my arms protectively around her, and attempt to sleep. _______________________________________________________________________ Vash POV
I felt a little angry that Meryl and I couldn't share a bed, but Serena needed Knives. I didn't want to do anything. I'm not like that! I just wanted to be close to her. I've been chasing Meryl for more than five years, and now here she was only a few feet away. Sighing I lay in my bed and get ready to sleep. To my surprise I feel the bed shift.
"Meryl..."
She smiles at me. "I couldn't stand having you so close, and yet so far away." She says it so simply, like she knows what I am thinking. She snuggles close and I hold her. "What are we going to do. Everything that can go wrong seems to be going wrong. First your parents, then Greg, and now Serena's parents. I'm afraid of what will happen next, and who will be the next to suffer."
I think over her statement for a bit. My thoughts soon go to Wolfwood, Milly, Dominique, Midvally, Legato, and Kairi. We've heard nothing from them. We have no idea if anything bad might have happened. I quickly make a mental note to call them all in the morning.
"We just got to do what we can. Take it step by step, and support each other." I say simply.
"We...we never made that pact." Meryl says softly.
"What pact?"
"Dominique said we should make a pact. Remember? I suggested we make a pact to stay friends forever."
"Oh! Right. That pact. We never got the chance to make it cause Greg showed up. Maybe we can do it tomorrow." I say quickly. I feel so embarrassed that I had forgotten.
"I'm scared Vash. I don't like this. I don't like feeling weak like this."
I understand how she feels. Bad things are happening, and friends are suffering, yet we can't do anything to stop it. All we can do is comfort them. I tighten my grip on Meryl, and attempt to sleep. It takes a while for me to finally fall asleep. _______________________________________________________________________ Morning
Knives POV
Morning. I don't want to get up, but I know I have to. Being careful not to wake Serena I move to get up. I walk out of the room. My hair is a mess, so I go into the room my brother and I share to get my brush when I notice something odd. My bed is untoched. Meryl should have been there, and if she was awake then the covers would be a mess. I look over, and can't help but smile. Vash is laying there sound asleep with Meryl in his arms.
Sighing I move slowly through the room. Picking up my brush I move out of the room. After I get fixed up I move down stairs and I make breakfast. As I pull out four plates Vash comes into the kitchen. His hair has fallen, and he is still in his night outfit.
"Morning. What's for breakfast?" he asks.
I knew it was coming. He could smell food from a mile away. I hand him the plates and tell him to get the remainder of the items needed. He does, then sets the tabe. I sigh then I speak. "Are the girls up?"
"No." he says simply. He walks over to me, and I know he is only coming to see what is for breakfast.
"Must you always do that?!"
"What?"
"You always look to see what we're eating. It's annoying."
"I'm hungry..."
"It won't take long, and besides what does that have to do with you knowing what I'm making?"
"I don't know. I just used it as an excuse, and besides I'm really hungr..."
"You don't want to finish that sentence." I warn him as I glare at him. He quickly raises his hands in a gester of surrender. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, and both Vash and I turn to see who it is.
"Morning Meryl!" Vash blurts out as soon as he sees it's her.
"Morning...." Meryl says as she yawned. "Something smells good."
I smile a little. I was a better cook than Vash, but I didn't think I was good enough to get compliments. "We're having French toast with scrambled eggs, and sausage. I hope that's ok."
"Sounds good to me. Is Serena up?" Meryl asked.
"No. I'll wake her in a little bit." I respond.
"That reminds me, I got to call the others." Vash says. He quickly moves to the phone.
Meryl offered to look over breakfast, so I head up the stairs to wake Serena. I am almost up the stairs when I hear her cries. They're low, small cries, but I can hear them. I quickly go into the room and find Serena thrashing around and crying.
I realize she is having a nightmare. I decide it is best not to wake her right a way, so I move beside her. I try to get her to relax while I hum an old lulaby that my mother used to sing to me and Vash. Her thrashing starts to slow, and soon she stops. She's still breathing hard, so I know what ever is happening in her nightmare continues. Now that she is calmed down I attempt to wake her.
"Serena..." I say as I shake her lightly. Slowly she opens her eyes.
"Uh...Knives..." she says as she tries to wake up.
"Come on sleepy head. It's already 10:00."
"Really?" She says as she sits up. She rubs her eyes sleepily, then moves to stand up. Her long hair is a mess. I smile softly then I lead her downstairs. Vash is siting at the table, and I note that he has a sad look on his face. I look over and notice that breakfast is ready. I hold back a grin. Vash may have been able to break me, but it seemed he couldn't break Meryl.
Serena and I sit and Vash quickly sits up and turns to Meryl. She gives me a pleading look, and I nod my head. She brings over the plates with our food and Vash immediately starts to dig in.
"Wolwwood wis woming wover in wa wittle." Vash says as he continues to stuff his face.
"What?" Serena asked causiously. It is obvious she couldn't understand him.
I on the other hand could anderstand him perfectly. "He said Wolfwood is coming over in a little." The girls look over at me. I know what they are thinking. "He does this all the time. I've lived with him for 17 years."
"You can't count the first 4 years!" Vash yells at me.
"What's do you mean?" I ask.
"You and I are only 17. The first 4 years don't count because we were too little."
"Excuse me!? If I recall, the first word you ever spoke was donuts!"
"What about you! Your first word was book!" Vash counters.
"What does that have to do with you being obsessed with food?!" I yell back.
Vash remains silent. He can't come up with a comeback. Before anything else can be said Wolfwood comes through the door. I stare at him, and he stares at me. "Don't you know how to knock?" I ask.
Wolfwood shrugs his shoulders. He turns to Vash and I notice that he has a serious look on his face. "Police are everywhere. It's a mess."
I look from Wolfwood to Vash, and then to Serena. "What's this about?"
Vash turns to me and he lowers his head. "I asked Wolfwood to stop by Serena's place."
I was about to chew him out when to door bell rang. Everyone turns pale. We weren't expecting anybody else. Everyone turns to look at me, and I realized that I am doomed. I sigh and stand. I slowly make my way to the door. It's the police.
~End~
What a place to leave off hun? Wander what will happen to Serena now. Chapter 5 will be up soon. Please no flames. See ya. Love and Peace
Serena POV
It was a rough day. I sit in my room remembering how Knives was on top of Greg. The look on his face when he realized what he was doing was horrifying. He looked lost, and scared. And I think he was. I don't like being here at my house. My foster mother was ok, but my father, well, that was a different story.
I hear a slam of the door. That's my dad. Mom said he had left earilier. He's probably drunk again. He always gets drunk. That's why we had to move in the first place. He had done something horrible, so he made us pack all of a sudden, and move here. I am forbidden to call any of my friends, or talk to anyone I knew when we were living out in New Jersey.
I can hear the yelling. I can't take it. My foster mother is a nice person, and she doesn't deserve to be treated like this. Knives's words come back to me. I wander if I can go over there for the night. Maybe escape this life for at least one night.
I hear a crash. There's silence. I'm scared. What if he comes up hear and tries to hurt me. I walk down the stairs. My foster dad is drunk. I can smell the alcohol. I turn pale as I look into the kitchen. My father is holding a knife with blood on it. My mother is on the floor, and she is not moving. I know I have to escape. He turns to me. I freeze. What will he do?
"What are you doing down here!?" he yells. "Get in your room now!"
I don't move. I can't. He walks towards me. If I don't move he'll hurt me. I have an opening. If I can get to the door, I might make it. Suddenly my legs aren't frozen anymore, and I lunge for the door. He's coming after me. I unlock the door, and run out of the house. He's yelling, I can hear him, but I don't stop. I run as fast as I can until I get to the park.
It's raining, and I'm scared. I don't know what to do. A payphone catches my attention. I dig into my pocket, and find I still have some lunch money left. Quickly I go to the phone. I would have gone to Knives place, but I don't know where he lives. All I can do is call him. I think hard as I try to remember his number. 266-5585. It rings.
"Hello?"
It's Vash. I got the right number. I answer quickly. "Vash? It's Serena. Is Knives there?"
"Yes. Hold on."
I wait a few minutes, and finally Knives answers. "Hello?"
"Knives...."
"Serena? What's wrong?" Knives asks.
"Something bad happened Knives. Can you come get me?" I ask.
"Yeah, where are you?"
"I'm at the park." I asnswer.
"The park!? It's pooring out!" Knives says quickly. "What in the heck are you doing out in the rain!?"
"I'll tell you later. Please. Just come get me." I beg him.
"Of course. I'll be there soon." Knives says then hangs up.
All I can do is wait. I walk to a tree, and curl up underneath to try to stay a little dry. It doesn't help. I'm cold, and all I want to do is sleep. I pray that it doesn't take him long to find me. I wander what will happen to me now. Where I will go when the police find out about my foster mom's death. _______________________________________________________________________ Knives POV
I quickly hang up the phone and go to the closet and pull out two coats. One for me and one for Serena. If she stays in the rain too long, she'll get sick. Vash and Meryl come over with worried looks. They don't have to ask, they know something's wrong.
"Something happened. Serena's at the park."
Vash turns wide eyed. "It's pooring out."
"I know. I'm going to get her. Stay here, I won't be long."
I leave no room for discussion as I hurry out the door. I am grateful that tomorrow is Saturday. No school. If we had school, things would get really complex. I hurry to the park. It doesn't take me long to reach the park, and I quickly go to the only payphone that is there. I figure that she wouldn't stray far from it. I was right.
Serena was curled up under a tree, trying to keep dry. She only had a t- shirt on. I quickly run to her and cover her with my one jacket. I seemed to have startled her. Her face is wet, and I can't tell if she has been crying, or if it is just cause of the rain. She lunges at me as if she is a scared child, and I hold her tight.
After a minute or two I help her up, and guide her to my house. I quickly get her inside. Vash and Meryl are waiting. Vash was never a good cook, so I assumed that Meryl made the soup that was out. Vash was holding some of my clean clothes. I made a mental note to thank him.
I removed the jacket from Serena, and then lead her to the bathroom. I grab the clothes from Vash and take them with me. Serena is soaked. I walk into the bathroom first, and pull out some tows and things for her to use to dry herself off.
Turning to her I smile. I hold out the clothes for her. "They're mine, so they'll be kind of big. At least you'll be dry. I'll wait for you outside."
Serena thanks me, then hugs me. I walk out, and close the door to give her some privacy. My clothes are now soaked from the rain, so I go to my room and change. After I'm finished changing, I go out to wait by the bathroom. A few minutes later Serena comes out. As I figured the clothes are to big, and her hair is still wet.
I lead her down to the kitchen where Vash and Meryl are. They already have two bowls out on the table. I look at Vash and he smiles. I realize how much I owe him, and make another mental note to buy him that dvd he was look at a few days ago.
Serena and I sit, and then Meryl and Vash join us. Everyone is quiet, but I know what is going through their heads. Why was Serena out in the rain? What happened? What made you run out into the rain? All good questions, but I was not going to be the one to pry. It was Serena's problem, and if she wanted to tell us about it, then she would.
Serena sighs heavily. She's going to say something. I want to tell her that she doesn't have to if she doesn't want to, but I can't. It can't be ignore. Something frightened her. She looks up at us all, and I give her a smile of reassurance. She nods and prepares to speak.
"I'm really sorry about all this..."
"It ok. It's not a problem at all." Vash says quickly. "I don't want to pry Serena, but if you could tell us what happened, then perhaps we could help."
Serena nods. "Ok. Well, there's a reason why I never talked about myself. When I was real little my parents died. I was put with foster parents. There the ones I live with now. My mother is ok, but my dad is another story. He drinks a lot. He came home drunk tonight..." Serena pauses. Somehow I know I'm not going to like what I hear.
"I was in my room, and I heard noises downstairs, then everything went quiet. I went downstairs to see what happened and...and..."
She's crying. I do what I can to comfort her. I look over at Vash and Meryl, and I can see the worry in their faces. I try to calm Serena down, but it's not working. All I can do is hold her tight. A moment later she pushes away from me, and tries to pull herself together. I let her be, cause I know if I try to help her, she will fall apart.
"My father was standing in the kitchen with a knife in his hand. It...It had blood on it, and my mother was on the floor. She...she wasn't....she wasn't moving. My dad started coming towards me so I...I left the house and I ran. I just ran till I was far enough away, and then I realized I was near the park. That's when I called here..."
I don't know what to say. Meryl seems to be in shock, and Vash seems ready to cry. When the subject of death comes up he always starts crying. Everyone remains silent. Finally getting agrivated I suggest going to bed. Eveyone agrees, and then the subject of who sleeps where comes up.
After a long discussion we finally decide that Meryl will sleep in my bed, and Serena and I will take are parents room. Vash seemed to understand. It wasn't a good idea to leave Serena alone. Seeing your mother dead, and your dad hoving over her with a bloody knife can really mess a person up.
Everyone is situated, and I enter the room where Serena is. She's curled up. I can tell she is trying not to cry. I climb on the bed, and wrap my arms around her. She doesn't move. I try to find something to say, but no words will come. Finally she turns around in my arms and starts to speak.
"What am I going to do Knives. I saw it. If the police come, they'll want me to go to court and tell them what I saw." I remain silent. "What if they say I have to go with some other foster parents. What if they live in another city. I won't be able to see you. What if something bad happens. What if I run into Greg..."
"Ssshhh." I say soothingly. These are all good reasons for worry, but I don't want her to think about them right now. It's rough enough as is. "Don't think about that. I promise I'll do everything I can to keep you here. I won't let anyone hurt you..."
"But what if my dad doesn't go to jail, and they make me live with him. What if he beats me like he use to..."
"Ssshhh...beat you!? When did he beat you!" I practically yell.
"Back when we were in New Jersey. We had to leave because he did something really bad. That's why I came here. Well, it was actually dad who said we were comin here."
He beat her. Darn it. I tried to calm my anger. Serena didn't need me blowing up right now. "We'll talk about it in the morning. Just get some sleep for now." Serena nods her head and snuggles closer to me. I wrap my arms protectively around her, and attempt to sleep. _______________________________________________________________________ Vash POV
I felt a little angry that Meryl and I couldn't share a bed, but Serena needed Knives. I didn't want to do anything. I'm not like that! I just wanted to be close to her. I've been chasing Meryl for more than five years, and now here she was only a few feet away. Sighing I lay in my bed and get ready to sleep. To my surprise I feel the bed shift.
"Meryl..."
She smiles at me. "I couldn't stand having you so close, and yet so far away." She says it so simply, like she knows what I am thinking. She snuggles close and I hold her. "What are we going to do. Everything that can go wrong seems to be going wrong. First your parents, then Greg, and now Serena's parents. I'm afraid of what will happen next, and who will be the next to suffer."
I think over her statement for a bit. My thoughts soon go to Wolfwood, Milly, Dominique, Midvally, Legato, and Kairi. We've heard nothing from them. We have no idea if anything bad might have happened. I quickly make a mental note to call them all in the morning.
"We just got to do what we can. Take it step by step, and support each other." I say simply.
"We...we never made that pact." Meryl says softly.
"What pact?"
"Dominique said we should make a pact. Remember? I suggested we make a pact to stay friends forever."
"Oh! Right. That pact. We never got the chance to make it cause Greg showed up. Maybe we can do it tomorrow." I say quickly. I feel so embarrassed that I had forgotten.
"I'm scared Vash. I don't like this. I don't like feeling weak like this."
I understand how she feels. Bad things are happening, and friends are suffering, yet we can't do anything to stop it. All we can do is comfort them. I tighten my grip on Meryl, and attempt to sleep. It takes a while for me to finally fall asleep. _______________________________________________________________________ Morning
Knives POV
Morning. I don't want to get up, but I know I have to. Being careful not to wake Serena I move to get up. I walk out of the room. My hair is a mess, so I go into the room my brother and I share to get my brush when I notice something odd. My bed is untoched. Meryl should have been there, and if she was awake then the covers would be a mess. I look over, and can't help but smile. Vash is laying there sound asleep with Meryl in his arms.
Sighing I move slowly through the room. Picking up my brush I move out of the room. After I get fixed up I move down stairs and I make breakfast. As I pull out four plates Vash comes into the kitchen. His hair has fallen, and he is still in his night outfit.
"Morning. What's for breakfast?" he asks.
I knew it was coming. He could smell food from a mile away. I hand him the plates and tell him to get the remainder of the items needed. He does, then sets the tabe. I sigh then I speak. "Are the girls up?"
"No." he says simply. He walks over to me, and I know he is only coming to see what is for breakfast.
"Must you always do that?!"
"What?"
"You always look to see what we're eating. It's annoying."
"I'm hungry..."
"It won't take long, and besides what does that have to do with you knowing what I'm making?"
"I don't know. I just used it as an excuse, and besides I'm really hungr..."
"You don't want to finish that sentence." I warn him as I glare at him. He quickly raises his hands in a gester of surrender. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, and both Vash and I turn to see who it is.
"Morning Meryl!" Vash blurts out as soon as he sees it's her.
"Morning...." Meryl says as she yawned. "Something smells good."
I smile a little. I was a better cook than Vash, but I didn't think I was good enough to get compliments. "We're having French toast with scrambled eggs, and sausage. I hope that's ok."
"Sounds good to me. Is Serena up?" Meryl asked.
"No. I'll wake her in a little bit." I respond.
"That reminds me, I got to call the others." Vash says. He quickly moves to the phone.
Meryl offered to look over breakfast, so I head up the stairs to wake Serena. I am almost up the stairs when I hear her cries. They're low, small cries, but I can hear them. I quickly go into the room and find Serena thrashing around and crying.
I realize she is having a nightmare. I decide it is best not to wake her right a way, so I move beside her. I try to get her to relax while I hum an old lulaby that my mother used to sing to me and Vash. Her thrashing starts to slow, and soon she stops. She's still breathing hard, so I know what ever is happening in her nightmare continues. Now that she is calmed down I attempt to wake her.
"Serena..." I say as I shake her lightly. Slowly she opens her eyes.
"Uh...Knives..." she says as she tries to wake up.
"Come on sleepy head. It's already 10:00."
"Really?" She says as she sits up. She rubs her eyes sleepily, then moves to stand up. Her long hair is a mess. I smile softly then I lead her downstairs. Vash is siting at the table, and I note that he has a sad look on his face. I look over and notice that breakfast is ready. I hold back a grin. Vash may have been able to break me, but it seemed he couldn't break Meryl.
Serena and I sit and Vash quickly sits up and turns to Meryl. She gives me a pleading look, and I nod my head. She brings over the plates with our food and Vash immediately starts to dig in.
"Wolwwood wis woming wover in wa wittle." Vash says as he continues to stuff his face.
"What?" Serena asked causiously. It is obvious she couldn't understand him.
I on the other hand could anderstand him perfectly. "He said Wolfwood is coming over in a little." The girls look over at me. I know what they are thinking. "He does this all the time. I've lived with him for 17 years."
"You can't count the first 4 years!" Vash yells at me.
"What's do you mean?" I ask.
"You and I are only 17. The first 4 years don't count because we were too little."
"Excuse me!? If I recall, the first word you ever spoke was donuts!"
"What about you! Your first word was book!" Vash counters.
"What does that have to do with you being obsessed with food?!" I yell back.
Vash remains silent. He can't come up with a comeback. Before anything else can be said Wolfwood comes through the door. I stare at him, and he stares at me. "Don't you know how to knock?" I ask.
Wolfwood shrugs his shoulders. He turns to Vash and I notice that he has a serious look on his face. "Police are everywhere. It's a mess."
I look from Wolfwood to Vash, and then to Serena. "What's this about?"
Vash turns to me and he lowers his head. "I asked Wolfwood to stop by Serena's place."
I was about to chew him out when to door bell rang. Everyone turns pale. We weren't expecting anybody else. Everyone turns to look at me, and I realized that I am doomed. I sigh and stand. I slowly make my way to the door. It's the police.
~End~
What a place to leave off hun? Wander what will happen to Serena now. Chapter 5 will be up soon. Please no flames. See ya. Love and Peace