Hey Hey, it's kind of been a while since the last chap, but here it is. Thanks to eveyone who's reviewed, and please continued cuz i really really appreciated it. Thanks.
So, on with the story...
And I'm losing all control now
And my hazard signs are all out
I'm asking you to show me what this life is all about
This is a Call - Thousand Foot Krutch
ANGER
BANG: BANG:
"J!"
That's what I woke up to; Jon yelling my name and pounding on the door. Oh yea...I locked it.
"Ugh, what Jon?" I hollered back groggily.
"Get up! We have school, hello!"
"Shit," I hoped my eyes and light was peeking in the window. Damn…
"Come on, get up!" he yelled, hitting the door again.
"I'm not going, I feel like shit"
"Well, let me in"
"No, I want to sleep. Take my car, don't wreck it, have fun, and I'll see you tonight"
"Ugh! Fine. See ya"
I mumbled something I knew he wouldn't hear and fell back to sleep soon after I heard him leave.
I didn't do much all day. Ate, showered, watched some TV, ate again, and then I went back upstairs and got back into bed. I fell asleep again and stayed that way for a few hours, until...
"Dang, J, did you sleep all day?"
I heard Jon's voice and groaned. I didn't want to get up. Wait...Jon was in my room, shit.
"You ok? Need a doctor?"
I shook my head and felt the bed sink when he sat down behind me. Oh boy... NO, maybe I looked ok...hah.
"Jairyn, say something or I'll tickle you – sick or not."
No! That would be bad. Can't have that.
"What, Jon?"
"How ya feeling?"
"Like shit"
"Bet you look like it too," he teased.
"Shut up!"
"Just kidding," I felt him move and then a quiet 'huh' before... "What's this?"
His hand appeared by my face and there was some blood on my pillow. Damn. Either the cut on my forehead or my lip had split open again while I slept. Shit.
"Jairyn, what is it?" he asked a little more forcefully, grabbing my sides to turn me over.
"Ow! Damn Jon, let go!" I moved to push him away but he immediately let go.
"Damn it! When was he home?"
"Last night," I said quietly, turning over.
"Shit. Come on"
He scooped me up ever so carefully and carried me to the bathroom. He set me on the counter and grabbed the First Aid Kit. He wiped the cuts and put a small bandage on my forehead silently.
He tried pulling my shirt up but I stopped him.
"Just don't, Jon"
He nodded and leaned against the counter next to me.
"What was he mad for?"
"He found out about Tuesday"
"How?"
"I guess Dom has it in his head I started the fight or some shit, cuz he told dad about it. He heard me saying I was going to delete the message...
"Damn him"
"No, Jon, he doesn't know"
"Whatever, it's not his business"
Jon just looked pissed and I stayed quiet. Needless to say, I don't particularly like being around guys when their mad if I can avoid it. He silently put the Kit away and threw away the trash before storming out. The door slammed behind him and I figured he'd go to Thane's till the game. The car didn't start though, and it took me a minute to put it all together. Once I did, I quickly got up and left the bathroom, grabbing a hat and pulling it on as I hurried out the door.
THIRD PERSON POV
In his anger Jon kept thinking one thing: he was pissed at Dom. He cleaned up the small mess he'd made and silently left, hoping his sister wouldn't figure out what he was up to cuz he knew she'd try to stop him. In hindsight, it was a stupid thing to do, but he wasn't really thinking at that moment.
He slammed the door behind him and angrily made his way across the street, where the neighbors were staring up their grill.
He ignored Alexa's wave, being the first to see him and ask him how Jairyn was. How was she? She felt like shit and Dom had a hand in it, accidental as it was, and Jon was pissed.
Dom turned, hearing Alex talk to someone and gave Jon a nod, only half looking at him. "Sup Jon?"
When Jon said nothing, Dom looked up just in time to register that Jon looked pissed as hell and was unable to duck the fist that came flying at his face unexpectedly.
"You son of a bitch," Jon growled as Dom stumbled back. It still hadn't clicked with him that this wasn't a great idea.
"What the hell, Jon?" Dom asked in anger and confusion, steadying himself quickly.
"Why the fuck can't you just mind your own damn business?" Jon hollered, pointing at him accusingly. Very much to Dom's surprise, it looked like Jon wanted to start bawling.
"What?"
Jon shoved him back hard, but Dom caught himself all right.
"Jon, you better watch it, aiight?" Dom warned. He didn't want to fight with a 16-year-old kid, but would if he had to. "Now what's your problem?"
"You're my problem, you dumb shit..."
Jon drew back to punch him again and Dom found himself pissed. What the hell was the kid's problem? Dom caught his arm and shoved Jon back, making him stagger a few steps back.
"Hey!"
Neither of the two heard someone yell at them to stop, and neither did anyone watching since they were too caught up in watching what was going on.
Dom pointed his finger at Jon threateningly, looking pissed as well. "You better watch what you do around here, Jon. Now what the fuck is your problem?"
"I already told you, damn it. Now what's your problem"
Before Dom really thought about it, he advanced on Jon, suddenly forgetting that he was just 16 years old.
"Stop it, get away from him!"
Dom looked down, suddenly seeing Jairyn standing between him and Jon.
"He fucking started it, J, so let him finish it," Dom growled.
"He's sixteen, idiot, back off"
Jairyn pushed him lightly to get him to back up and Dom brushed her away, pushing her to the side with one arm. Much to his surprise, she gasped in pain even though he hadn't pushed her that hard.
"Jairyn," he said curiously, turning more towards her, seeing her holding the side of her stomach. "You ok..."
"You fuck," Jon said, pushing Dom away from his sister.
"Jon, cut it out. Come on," Jairyn grabbed his arm and started walking down the driveway with him in tow, trying not to show how much her side and stomach hurt.
"Dude, what the hell was that about?" Leon asked as they walked away.
"I don't know... Mia, go grab Dom an ice pack. That kid sure can pack a punch," Vince said, glancing at Dom.
"You guys get a look at Jairyn? She didn't look so good," Dom commented, not so pissed anymore. He'd have to have some kind of talk with Jon later, but now he was just worried about Jairyn.
"Yea, I saw," Jesse said quietly.
Everyone nodded that they'd noticed too, but no one knew what to say. No one knew what was going on.
I strode across the street silently, not letting go of Jon's arm, until we got near my car. "Jon, what the hell was that!" I exclaimed, pushing him lightly and glaring at him.
"I can't help it Jairyn. It wasn't his place! This is his fault," Jon said quietly, very much aware that everyone was still watching from across the street.
"No. Jon, he doesn't know so you can't blame him. It's not his fault, it's dad's"
"Well Dad's not here to hit, so Dom seemed like the next best thing," Jon mumbled. I think he started realizing that his anger was out of place. He looked like he wanted to cry. "I'm just so pissed!" he exclaimed loudly.
"I know, Jon...just pretend the other team is dad tonight," I said smiling, trying to cheer him up.
"Yea, well I might accidentally kill one of them then..." he mumbled.
I shrugged and checked Jon's watch.
"You should probably get going"
"Yea... you gonna be ok?"
"Yea. I expect full details of the game though, cuz I don't plan on going"
"Alright you got it," he nodded and gave me a light but long hug.
He stayed outside and watched me go into the house before getting in my car and leaving.
I went inside, refusing to even glance across the street, and plopped down on the couch.
"Well, this is certainly going to take a lot of explaining..." I mumbled to myself, running a hand over my face and tossing off the hat I pulled on to cover up my cut, trying to come up with some kind of story.
Nothing came to me after a few minutes, so I just got up to make some dinner. Yea, it was early, but I was hungry. I was suddenly relieved that Joyce wasn't home because that was just one less thing to worry about.
I warmed up some pasta in the microwave and realized basketball was gonna be out of the question for a while on account of the bruises I had. That was a bunch of shit and, even though it wasn't my fault, I felt guilty. The team counted on me cuz I was a captain and a starter and now I was out for at least a game or two. That sucked.
I pushed it from my mind, though, not wanting to start stressing already, and took my food to the living room and ate silently. The TV was on and I was trying to watch it but my mind was working non-stop. Dom and everyone else across the street was going to want to know what the hell that had all been about and avoiding them seemed out of the questions since they were right across the street. I didn't want to talk to them right now cuz then they'd see what a mess I was, but I wasn't sure if I trusted Jon talking to them cuz be might freak out…again. Not to mention the fact that Dom would probably be angry with him.
I flicked the TV off, since it was pointless to have it on, and tried to think of a story. The only thing I could think of was to say I got in a fight, even though I'd have to say I lost, but I didn't know who to say I got in a fight with. Since there really was no fight, they'd be able to prove me wrong if they ever looked into it enough and Alex knew I wasn't at school that day so that'd be a red flag. Where would I have gotten into a fight? Besides that, I didn't want Dom thinking I got into fights all the time since he already thought I did.
Dom. I have to say it made me mad that he did what he did, but I understand where it came from. I knew, without a doubt, that he never would've done it if he knew what Dad was like, so it wasn't like Dom was the bad guy. Dad was...he always was.
I hadn't realized I'd been sitting and thinking about this and that for hours until I heard a car pull up front and Jon and Thane came in. I didn't even bother trying to hide my condition from Thane. I was sure Jon already told him, but Thane knew all about dad. Thane's step-dad wasn't any better, so he understood. He was like a second brother since him and Jon were together all the time.
"J, how you doin?" Jon asked as soon as he shut the door.
"I'm good"
"Ok...Dom try to call or...anything?"
"Nope"
"Good...I'm gonna take a shower cuz I didn't earlier. Be right back"
He took off up the stairs and Thane came and sat next to me on the couch. I held the remote out to him but he didn't take it.
"How you really doin, Jairyn?" he asked seriously, looking me in the eye.
"Not bad...not particularly good, but not too bad"
He nodded but didn't take his stare off of me for a while. I just stared back, knowing he understood what I was going through just as much as Jon did. Thane was Jon's size, but a year older. Thane was a junior in school, but him and Jon had been close since before they even started school, so the difference had never been a problem for them. He had short, light blonde hair and dark, piercing blue eyes. He had a serious face at times like this, but a boyish grin usually donned his face.
Jon came back a little while later and sat on my other side.
"You guys win?" I asked finally. I hadn't asked Thane cuz I knew Jon would want to be there to tell me all about it.
"Heck yes!" Jon exclaimed gleefully. I was bombarded by details and cool plays of the game until they ran out of things to say, which took quite a while.
"Well good job guys," I said with a smile.
They put in a movie and I sat back and was actually able to watch it, my mind calmer now that someone was there.
Thane ended up spending the night, like usual, and we headed up to bed around 1:00. Jon stopped in my doorway before he went to his room.
"J?"
"Yea?"
"Look about earlier, with Dom...I know I shouldn't have taken it out on him, so I'm sorry...but I'm not. I was just pissed, but I'd probably do the same thing again"
"Oh, would you?"
"Well...maybe... think he'll be mad forever?"
"No, we just have to think of something to tell him"
He nodded and turned to leave before quickly turning back around. "Can I use your car tomorrow? I wanna go up to the garage to see how my car's doing"
"Sure"
"Thanks"
I nodded and crawled under the covers once he left.
...And he fights so you won't ignore him
Cuz that's his biggest fear
And he cries, but you rarely see him do it
And he loves but he's scared to use it...
This is a Call - Thousand Foot Krutch
well there you have it, how was it? use that little review button and tell me what ya think.
So..the next chap shouldn't take to long...things should get more interesting cuz now Jon and Jairyn are in an inevitable situation to either explain everything or lie about it...or will they be found out no matter what they say? heehee, i don't even know yet cuz i haven't written the chap...give me ur opinionand i'll take it into account when i write, ok? ok...
R and R