"OH Gawd." Storm muttered when she had finally woke up again, sitting on the floor of the bathroom and stretching. She noticed her stomach was itchy and rather red in one spot that was closer to her chest line. She got up and went onto her room, seeing scruffy boy there and shook her head. He was sleeping like a baby so she decided to let him sleep while she got a shower, she knew she needed it. She gathered her clothes quietly out of the corner of the room, where most of her suitcase was strewn about. She showered and brushed her teeth and decided that if he wasn't awake by now, he soon sure as hell would be. "Wake up." She shook the sheets, her mind wandering what exactly had happened last night, not able to remember.
"What? Shit, what time is it? Oh damn." Vince jumped up, his eyes bloodshot, knowing he looked like hell when she was so freshly dressed and looked alive. He knew Dominic and Brian were going to have a cow as it was. He looked around at the clock in a panicked state.
"Gotta be somewhere, do we?" Storm raised a playful eyebrow, her mood lightened a bit. He nodded and noticed it was then he didn't have on a shirt, his memories rushing his face, it was obvious. Storm could tell by his smirk he thought of something. "What is yo deal?" She asked, sitting down on the bed to put on her sketchers with her wicked striped socks that matched her black shirt she had chosen. It was prismatic, just like her character. "Hell no, we didn't, did we?" Storm asked, pausing for a second. She wondered if it was true that when you were drunk the true thoughts, feelings, ideas, and intentions came out, including secret feelings of automatic attraction.
"Hell no, don't flatter yourself. You made some advances, though and lucky for you I'm working on being a gentleman." Vince chuckled, as he scratched his head and grinned.
'Oh, sure you can...'Storm started but he held up a hand stop her. He sat down beside her, looking her in the eyes.
'Don't, please. I had to fight you off like hell last night and don't think I wouldn'ta taken you without hesitation if you hadn't been so damned drunk off your ass." Vince admitted his tone in a warning tone as though he was a bad offering to her.
"Too bad you didn't." Storm shrugged, starting to get up. Vince grabbed her from behind her head and kissed her, even catching her off guard. Then he drew back with a grin and shrugged back at her. They both leaned into kiss each other again, this time more passionately.
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"This is Storm's house?" Tess asked as she got out of the car that was sitting in front of the mansion she was staged at for now.
"Yeah, I had to do some digging but I found the text of hers when I first got shipped here and wanted to be alone. It's her family's. Tight, huh?" Stacey asked, taking off her sunglasses and walking up the long steps leading to the door. She found the key and the two girls stumbled in quietly, both sets of eyes wide and in awe. In the foyer was a huge chandelier. "I just don't get why Tabitha never even told me her family was rich." Stacey muttered as she walked around the lavish mansion, her fingers touching everything gently and trailing as she past it.
"Tabitha? Who's that?" Tess looked d completely confused.
"Storm's sister and my best friend I left behind. You two woulda got along so great.' Stacey giggled, even the thought making her laugh as Tess stared at the hung over blonde in still seemed to be confusion.
"You said her name was Tammy." Tess shook her head.
"Her real name's Tabitha. Call her Tabby and she flips, so Storm came up with Tammy." Stacey laughed at the whole flashback when they had been all in dance school together, the three of them, taking hip hop and freestyle classes. She and Tammy had about killed each other over her calling her by her real name for spite. It was a memory that went down in history. That was before everything had happened. Coming back to reality, Stacey sighed, sad that those days were long gone and more than likely wouldn't come back. Then her face lightened like a newly lit light bulb. "I got an idea. Let's call her and see if she can come here and we can all hit the races tonight." Stacey snapped her fingers.
"Sounds like fun, can you escape Brian?" Tess asked, as she knelt down to look at the elaborate fish tank in front of her. The goldfish were huge and staring at her, mouths opening and closing. Stacey looked around for a phone, chewing on her lip as she often did when in thought or concentrating on something.
"Snap!" She cried, grabbing the phone that was made of clear glass. She leapt for it, then stopped.
"What's wrong now?" Tess asked, still playing with fish, not looking at her friend.
"It's made of glass, I'm so scared I'm gonna break it.' Stacey confessed and laughed, picking it up carefully. She dialed slowly, insuring she wound not break the glass. There was a disconnection notice. "Odd, I so need to find Storm." She hung up, the receiver clanking to the base of the phone, making Tess jump.
'Is she gonna flip out cuz were here? I don't want to piss her off, she's cool and we need an ally like her." Tess said, crossing her arms and plopping down on the black leather couch.
"Storm? You saw how cool she is, no worries." Stacey grinned, knowing her big sister wouldn't get mad at her when she had given her the address. Then they heard a noise, sounding like a brick falling. They both jumped and Tess jumped up, looking towards the ceiling.
"Maybe someone broke in, we so should go.' Tess whispered, holding onto Stacey's shirt in a cowardly fashion.
"Well, if they are, they ain't gonna get off that easy." Stacey rolled up her sleeves to her rather preppy button up shirt that was a maroon color she had borrowed, not wanting to smell like alcohol.
"Stacey, you are not going up there, no way, no how." Tess looked at her in shock, wondering where this "I'm gonna save the world" attitude came from.
"Yeah, I am. Guard the door and stay by the phone in case I need you to call 911." Stacey instructed, her heart pounding.
'Uh, can't I just use my cell phone?" Tess asked, holding it up.
'Yeah, that does work, huh?' Stacey smiled, both of them jumping when they heard another sound and hearing a new sound, like a faucet turning on.
'Ghosts don't use water, what the hell." Tess muttered as they inched toward the staircase. She was right on Stacey's heels, being any closer she would be part of her friend's shoe leather. Stacey stopped and turned around, looking at Tess in amazement.
"Ghosts? You don't think this place is haunted, do you?" Stacey rolled her eyes. "This is no big. Probably...I don't know." Stacey shook her head, its lightening from outside, making them both scream in a whisper fashion. They charged up the winding staircase, each hunched over looking like spies.
"Stace, it's coming from over there." Tess whispered, pointing to the opposite side of the hallway. Stacey nodded, her fist balled and bracing herself to kick in the door. She could hear someone talking.
"And by the way, lover boy, thanks for the beard burn last night." Strom laughed, making Stacey and Tess both take a huge gasp of air. Storm sat up at the same time as Vince, hearing them, and then the door flew open as though a typhoon had blown it so.
"STORM!?" Stacey asked, her eyes closed, not wanting to see what she knew was the obvious, but then opened her eyes to see Vince and Storm laying in bed, under the covers.
"Stacey, what are you doing here?" Storm asked, her mouth open as Vince looked down.
'YOU gave me the key, or do you remember? Were you drunk then too?" Stacey asked, feeling more than betrayed.
"Hey, watch it, that's not fair." Storm pointed to her, giving warning to watch her tone, though she had never heard Stacey raise a voice to her in her entire time of knowing her. They were better suited sisters than her and her real sister.
'You slept with him? After you said all that bullshit? I thought you were better than that, Storm, I though you came to see me! I..Forget it." Stacey flew down the stairs, ignoring the other three's pleas to stop. She flew out the door and took off down the river bank, running as hard as she could, not stopping, not looking back, tears falling freely now.
"Let her go, Tess." Storm said grimly as Tess was on her way to follow. Tess looked unsure and ready to object. "She needs some space. She always does when she's mad." Storm said after getting dressed. "Though she's never been mad at me like this before." She rubbed her face, not knowing what to do and cussing herself out mentally.
'I should call Brian," Vince coughed, not really wanting to and hoping to God Storm would stop him. He wasn't ready to deal with the crew yet or face problems either. All in a matter of one night, they had both managed to mess things up worse than before, both together, at least. He scolded himself for thinking that but he couldn't help but be glad at least he had someone that could get in trouble just like him, someone who was alone somewhat just like him. He thought about their similarities and his attention was snapped back into reality by Storm slamming the front door, knowing more than likely where Stacey had gone. Storm looked at Vince, almost as if she was defeated.
"Can you call Brian and tell him how to get here?" She asked, hating to have to do what she was going to do. If Stacey was mad at her, she needed someone who was on her god side to protect her from all the trouble that would more than likely be headed her way.
"Yeah, I'm a run over to the shop and get him, cool?" Vince asked as he got up to do so. She nodded, wordless. "You gonna be ok till we get back?" he asked, in sheer concern.
"Yup, I'm a big girl." Storm replied, her tone quiet and not in it's normalcy.
"Storm, we should really go after her. She tried to call your sister and I think she's gonna really take off." Tess said worriedly.
"Tess, I have known her for years....did you say she tried to call home?" Storm asked, her head lifting up, trying to play off curiosity.
"Yeah, she's really upset." Tess sighed, chewing on a nail.
"Ok, well, like I said, I am gonna make sure she's aight, ok? Can you head home and call me if she shows up there?" Storm asked, knowing that was the last thing Tess wanted to do but knowing Tess would do it, for sake of not wanting to argue.
"Brian, Man, I got to talk to you. Come for a ride with me.' Vince peeled in the parking lot, jumping out no sooner than he had thrown the car in gear, setting the hand brake, not buying Storm's 'I'll be ok' routine and wanting to get back to her as soon as possible.
"Slow down, V." Mia smiled as Vince flew past her to her boyfriend. He shook his head, throwing a worried glance at Brian, hoping he would pick it up without worrying the worrywart and mother of the crew, Mia.
"Wassup Bro?" Brian asked, following Vince quickly outside, both boys' paces fast. Mia frowned, knowing something wasn't right.
"DOM! Go get them! They're at it again!" Mia yelled as Vince and Brian seemed to be in an intent conversation. Dominic came rushing out, frowning and not a happy store owner.
"God damn them, I told them no more shit" Dominic looked at Leon and Jesse working on the cars through the garage window. Dominic walked up to them both, putting a hand on their shoulders and pushing them away from each other.
"Dom, chill, man, I was just talking to him..." Vince looked shocked, not knowing how in the hell Dominic had been able to make it outside when this was the time he was always buried knee deep in paperwork.
"Where have I heard that shit form before? Both of you need to get your heads outta your asses and I mean now! The fighting is OVER." Dominic's voice boomed as Jesse, Leon, and Letty came running out, it feeling like Déjà vu all over again.
"You got it all wrong, Dom." Brian looked at Vince, bewildered, not knowing what to say.
"Cut the shit, Brian." Dominic pointed at his crew member, not the happiest with either of them.
"Dom, we weren't fighting..." Vince scowled, his head shaking, knowing he still had no creditability and was still on Dominic's shit list.
"Vince, save the shit." Dominic yelled, walking off, rubbing his head. He turned around to look at them both before getting into his car. "You are both working Saturday, 6 am to 6 pm. And you will both race." He nodded then peeled out.
"Way to go, you two." Letty ran her tongue over her lips, shaking her head, typical Letty style.
"Dude, Letty, I'm serious! We weren't fighting. He said he needed to talk to me and that was it." Brian shook his head, an amused grin on his face, his good manner in place as always.
"Tell that to my man, Blondie." Letty shook her head, hands on her hips and walked back to Mia as Vince's phone rang. It was Storm on the other line.
"Yo, tell Dom I gotta talk to him later, we gotta go!" Vince yelled, pushing Brian into his Maxima and then running around to jump in. He fired up the engine and peeled out, leaving a billow of smoke and the other team members lost as to why they took off in such a hurried manner. Brian stared at him in awe, and Vince scowled, not liking to be looked at so closely, especially by a former cop.
"Dude, what's up?" Brian readjusted himself in the passenger seat, feeling uncomfortable at Vince's bat outta hell driving.
"It deals wit your sister, and I gotta hurry up and get back. Storm can talk to you and fill you in, it's not my place." Vince turned a corner, seeming to be on two wheels.
"Aw, hell, how did I know it would be invlovin Storm?" Brian shook his head, earning a drop dead look from Brian." Dude, she punked you, why the look?" Brian asked, sitting up in the seat as they pulled into the mansion.
"None of your business. Just try and behave." Vince growled, his usual defensiveness coming back into play.
"What she'd do? kick your ass or brain wash you?" Brian muttered, thankful Vince hadn't heard him, as he walked up to the door. It was opened just as he had raised his hand to knock.
"Have you found her?" Storm asked Vince, her arms crossed, feeling like she had made things much worse then they were in the first place.
"Stacey? She's missing?" Brian's eyes about bugged out of his head.
"Brian, you might want to sit down." Storm sighed, not liking his reaction. She knew now was the time to come clean.
"Not until we find my sister." Brian pointed at her, though from a distance.
"Don't point at me, boy." Storm shook her head, shaking her finger.
"I'ma grown man and I'll do what I want to." Brian shot back, his eyes narrowed. Strom inched closer to him and Vince stood up, separating the two. Brian looked at him in shock. "Since when did you become the damn peacemaker?" Brian asked, his eyes drilling holes through him.
"Since it concerns both of your little sister." Vince shot back, him now getting irritated with Brian's odd attitude. He was usually cool headed but he wasn't showing it at all.
"She's my damn sister." Brian shook his head, glaring at Vince.
"SO you want to sit here all damn day and choose to argue over who is her sister, Blondie? I mean, we all know she is your sister. You are as dumb as you look." Storm said, shaking her head in disgust.
"Can we cut the persona attacks and us your vocals for what you were going to tell me?" Brian rolled his eyes and glared at her some more.
"Oh, you are something else. You just wait." Storm threatened. "Ok, I'll lay it all out for you..." She was interrupted by a car's tires squealing up.
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"Where ya goin, there?" A deep voice asked Stacey as she walked down the river's path, frowning and deep in thought. She ignored the voice and kept on walking until she noticed he was following her. She turned around to run and was grabbed, the handle of the gun hitting her on the head.
I am passing this on to Jess now, as I have done as much as I can for this update, lol. I hope I did not let any of you down by it being shorter than I had roigianly inteneded, lol. Please check out Quarter Mile High, me and Tempest's new story we are getting to duo write (it will be posted in one more day as FFNET now requires a 3 day waiting period to post.) Also, check out Jess and Princess's WWE fic they are writing called New Divas Change Everything! Laterladies, Cheer girl