Chapter 7: Old bonds returned
"O god Ian I'm so..."
"Don't say it. Heard everyone say it but not mean it. I know you're sorry you don't have to say it. Just... can you stay?" He asked. He wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly dragged me off his desk. I rested my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his neck. This is the way life should be. Always in the arms of the one you love.
"I can't my parents are going to get worried."
"Then can I come over?"
"No we have enough kids in the house I don't think the grown ups can handle another one. Why do you want to leave so bad? Stay home where you can remember her."
"I know my mom like the back of my hand I have all that I want to remember her by here," he pointed to his head "and here" then he nuzzled his head into my neck.
Even though I was enjoying his attention to me a lot I had to make him stop. "ian come on." I said and pushed away and leaned against his desk. He snorted and sat on his bed.
"Same old you, trying to make sense of stuff. Rachel get use to it the world isn't suppose to make sense. I need to get out of my house, away from the memories, from my father." He spat out the last name like it was some evil curse. HE ran his hands through his hair. Ian liked doing that no matter what but mostly when he's trying to look sexy or annoyed. I think it's the later of the two.
"I'm making sense of you what is your father doing."
"He's over acting the whole thing did you see the mess he's in" he sighed and looked at me. "You shouldn't be here its not save, come on I'll walk you home." HE walked to the door and opened it. I walked up and closed it in his face.
"What do you mean I'm not safe here?" He turned around to look at me. It was quite for few second and he played with my hair. "Ian answer me." I said sternly with a glare.
"On the way home just," another sigh! "I need to get you out of the house." He turned around and opened the door again this time I didn't stop him. I followed him down the stairs and to the door. He opened that door and then MR. Kinkly slammed it on our face.
"Where do you think your going, kids?" He said and looked me over with a look that made my skin crawl. His eyes settled on my chest, Gracias Dios, Ian saw and moved in front of me.
"I'm walking Rachel home." Ian said through gritted teeth. He then tried to open the door again but was yet again stopped.
"It's dark out, dear, why don't you stay the night?" Mr. Kinkly said with a sickly grin.
"She's actually not feeling good so," Ian opened the door for a last time looking at his dad like he was the devil himself. "We'll be going." With that he pushed me out of the door a followed quickly. He closed the door strongly but I could see his dad in the window, just staring at us.
"Ian what's wrong with your dad?" I asked while he pushed me a few houses up the street. Ian looked annoyed and sick at the same time but more worried then anything.
"Look," he said while he came next to me and held my hand as we walked, "He's looking for some one to take moms place. She... she was pretty much all he had. So please just don't come over any more. I don't' want his drunken state to take over and well..." He looked down at me with a pitying look and I knew what he was going at. Sure in Washington I almost was but all three of my brothers stop him. Plus it was a ghost so I didn't have to worry about some long court case or whatever.
"I know you worried about me but I'll be fine," He continued after a few minutes of silence. "I'm at the flat most of the time and I probably won't come home on weekend now. So you have to see your brother."
I groaned. I loved my brothers and everything but I can only stand the younger group or the older group at one time. I knew if we saw them my parents would drag everyone up to where they lived and it would be a zoo. Ian laughed at me.
"You know it will be fun" he said as we turned the corner to the busy streets.
"Yeah I know its just all of them remember the house before they moved, or on the weekends." This started a new waves of laughter as he remembered the few times he came over. The first time her came over was for a project with Matt. George was going through hay season allergies and there were tissues everywhere. Peter was just born but no one notice since he was sleeping as usual. Dave was three and throwing a fit over something I don't' remember but I was trying to calm him down. Some how Ian was able to. Stupid guys. As we talked about how we meet at my house and become friends even though Matt and Nate were not happy about it.
Once we got to the door we were laughing so hard we had to lean on each other. I got off Ian and leaned against the door. He leaned next to me and looked at. I looked back and soon we were quit just looking in each others eyes. Soon we were lost and he started to lean in. I could feel his hot breath on my cheek when the door opened
I fell backwards with a small yip like a dog. I could here Ian laughing at me again and I looked backwards and there was Bard looking down at me laughing even harder. I looked at Ian with a smile and then I glared at Brad. Ian took his hand out and helped me up.
"You ok." Ian asked as he chuckled
"Yeah I'm fine see ya later." I said and closed the door. I turned around and glared at Brad who was still laughing. O Yeah he's a dead man.
A/N sorry totally fluff chapter but I needed to get that in next chapter will be a family reunion or Rachel yelling at Jesse or a new ghost appearing . Yeah one of those what ever you want.
"O god Ian I'm so..."
"Don't say it. Heard everyone say it but not mean it. I know you're sorry you don't have to say it. Just... can you stay?" He asked. He wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly dragged me off his desk. I rested my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his neck. This is the way life should be. Always in the arms of the one you love.
"I can't my parents are going to get worried."
"Then can I come over?"
"No we have enough kids in the house I don't think the grown ups can handle another one. Why do you want to leave so bad? Stay home where you can remember her."
"I know my mom like the back of my hand I have all that I want to remember her by here," he pointed to his head "and here" then he nuzzled his head into my neck.
Even though I was enjoying his attention to me a lot I had to make him stop. "ian come on." I said and pushed away and leaned against his desk. He snorted and sat on his bed.
"Same old you, trying to make sense of stuff. Rachel get use to it the world isn't suppose to make sense. I need to get out of my house, away from the memories, from my father." He spat out the last name like it was some evil curse. HE ran his hands through his hair. Ian liked doing that no matter what but mostly when he's trying to look sexy or annoyed. I think it's the later of the two.
"I'm making sense of you what is your father doing."
"He's over acting the whole thing did you see the mess he's in" he sighed and looked at me. "You shouldn't be here its not save, come on I'll walk you home." HE walked to the door and opened it. I walked up and closed it in his face.
"What do you mean I'm not safe here?" He turned around to look at me. It was quite for few second and he played with my hair. "Ian answer me." I said sternly with a glare.
"On the way home just," another sigh! "I need to get you out of the house." He turned around and opened the door again this time I didn't stop him. I followed him down the stairs and to the door. He opened that door and then MR. Kinkly slammed it on our face.
"Where do you think your going, kids?" He said and looked me over with a look that made my skin crawl. His eyes settled on my chest, Gracias Dios, Ian saw and moved in front of me.
"I'm walking Rachel home." Ian said through gritted teeth. He then tried to open the door again but was yet again stopped.
"It's dark out, dear, why don't you stay the night?" Mr. Kinkly said with a sickly grin.
"She's actually not feeling good so," Ian opened the door for a last time looking at his dad like he was the devil himself. "We'll be going." With that he pushed me out of the door a followed quickly. He closed the door strongly but I could see his dad in the window, just staring at us.
"Ian what's wrong with your dad?" I asked while he pushed me a few houses up the street. Ian looked annoyed and sick at the same time but more worried then anything.
"Look," he said while he came next to me and held my hand as we walked, "He's looking for some one to take moms place. She... she was pretty much all he had. So please just don't come over any more. I don't' want his drunken state to take over and well..." He looked down at me with a pitying look and I knew what he was going at. Sure in Washington I almost was but all three of my brothers stop him. Plus it was a ghost so I didn't have to worry about some long court case or whatever.
"I know you worried about me but I'll be fine," He continued after a few minutes of silence. "I'm at the flat most of the time and I probably won't come home on weekend now. So you have to see your brother."
I groaned. I loved my brothers and everything but I can only stand the younger group or the older group at one time. I knew if we saw them my parents would drag everyone up to where they lived and it would be a zoo. Ian laughed at me.
"You know it will be fun" he said as we turned the corner to the busy streets.
"Yeah I know its just all of them remember the house before they moved, or on the weekends." This started a new waves of laughter as he remembered the few times he came over. The first time her came over was for a project with Matt. George was going through hay season allergies and there were tissues everywhere. Peter was just born but no one notice since he was sleeping as usual. Dave was three and throwing a fit over something I don't' remember but I was trying to calm him down. Some how Ian was able to. Stupid guys. As we talked about how we meet at my house and become friends even though Matt and Nate were not happy about it.
Once we got to the door we were laughing so hard we had to lean on each other. I got off Ian and leaned against the door. He leaned next to me and looked at. I looked back and soon we were quit just looking in each others eyes. Soon we were lost and he started to lean in. I could feel his hot breath on my cheek when the door opened
I fell backwards with a small yip like a dog. I could here Ian laughing at me again and I looked backwards and there was Bard looking down at me laughing even harder. I looked at Ian with a smile and then I glared at Brad. Ian took his hand out and helped me up.
"You ok." Ian asked as he chuckled
"Yeah I'm fine see ya later." I said and closed the door. I turned around and glared at Brad who was still laughing. O Yeah he's a dead man.
A/N sorry totally fluff chapter but I needed to get that in next chapter will be a family reunion or Rachel yelling at Jesse or a new ghost appearing . Yeah one of those what ever you want.