Chapter 6- Confused Hearts

Boone stepped into the kitchen. He was surprised to find Shannon standing over the stove. She opened it, and then peered in quickly. A couple seconds later she turned around to face him.

"I'm glad you're up…what are sausages supposed to look like when they're finished cooking."

"First of all, they're not supposed to smell like that. You obviously burnt then." Boone said placing his hand to his aching forehead.

Shannon closed the stove, "Ohh too bad, can you stop by Burger King and get me the number five?"

Boone scoffed, "You're funny, turn off the stove before you burn down the building…and what do you know about the number five at Burger King."

Shannon rolled her eyes, "I eat,"

"I didn't say that you didn't, I was just saying that Burger King is beneath you…or at least you said that it was when I tried to take you there last year."

"That's because you're rich…you're richer than me, you can do better than Burger King and you know it."

Boone sighed. He didn't feel like having this conversation anymore. It was pointless, and arguing with Shannon got him no where.

"I didn't get a wink of sleep last night, just in case you care?"

Boone reached for a box of frosted shredded wheat on the refrigerator, and then sat down. "Can you get me some milk,"

Shannon crossed her arms, "Can you get me the number five?"

"Burger King is a block away, surely you can pass the milk. Maybe Seth will go with you,"

Shannon opened the refrigerator.

Boone was surprised, but he didn't say anything.

Shannon dropped the milk onto the table.

He caught it before it fell on the table, and the cap popped off. "We have to talk about your living arrangements."

Shannon flipped her hair off of her shoulders, "There's nothing to discuss."

"There is,"

"Boone, no there's not." Shannon placed her hands on the table, and then stared back at her brother in determination. She was staying with him, and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.

"Good morning you'll," Seth said breezily as he stepped into the kitchen. He smiled at Shannon. "Shannon,"

"Hey, where are you headed too?"

"Out,"

"Like where?" Shannon questioned.

Boone pushed the box of shredded wheat away. It seemed as if Shannon was interested in Seth, he had a problem with that.

"I'm headed to the gym, do you want to come with me?" Seth responded.

"She doesn't like to work out, and she has really bad asthma so she can't work out to…"

"Shut up Mom," Shannon growled.

Boone closed his mouth angrily. He felt like slamming down the box of shredded wheat, and then throwing the milk around the kitchen, but he had to keep his temper tantrum under control. Instead Boone clenched his jaw. He counted to himself mentally, counting always seemed to help him keep him calm. Well most of the time.

"Would you mind if we stopped by Burger King, and got a whopper with cheese combo and a strawberry milkshake before the gym, because my ass brother…"

"Shannon, shut up," Boone argued.

Shannon narrowed her eyes at Boone, "Don't tell me to shut up, I will embarrass you in front of Seth…"

Seth smiled amused, "I thought you guys got along good yesterday…but I guess not."

Boone suddenly didn't feel hungry anymore.

"We get along," Shannon said.

"No we don't," Boone placed the cereal back on the refrigerator. Arguing with Shannon always made him feel younger than his twenty-four years. They argued like he was still twelve, and she was nine. "I'm going to shower, if Isabella comes before I finish, tell her I'll be out soon."

"Tell the slut what?" Shannon said.

"I want to talk to you," Boone replied.

"About what?"

"About this….everything." He said.

Seth raised an eyebrow. "Your sister's staying man….your not voting her out."

"This isn't Survivor," Boone replied. He was getting really irritated with Seth, who did he think he was to make the decisions for him and Shannon. "Shannon,"

"Boone give it up, I'm staying."

Boone turned around and walked out of the kitchen. He hated arguing with her!

Shannon stared after Boone. Sometimes she felt bad for arguing with him. But he made her so angry sometimes that she couldn't help it. He was stubborn, and so was she.

"I've seen him worked up, but not this bad." Seth said.

"So, it's not my problem," Shannon replied nonchalantly. Deep down she cared about what she was doing to him. She looked down, but her defenses took care of her feelings for Boone. After he had opted to sleep in the guest room last night, she had stayed up all night trying to convince herself that Boone looked like an ugly troll, with eyebrows that resembled a wolfs', and a receding hairline…which e would leave him forty. She smiled wickedly at the thought of Boone balding. He wouldn't be so hot then. She glanced at Seth, and then looked down. After trying to convince herself that Boone was the ugliest guy she had seen in her life, she had spent the rest of the night thinking about kissing Boone, and whispering into his ear. Her thoughts were all contradicting, and she ended up more confused than ever in the morning.

"Burger King is not good food to eat before working out," Seth said sitting down across from her.

"I have a better idea," Shannon said.

"Let me guess, you still want to go to Greenwich?"

"No, I want to go shopping, get my hair highlighted, and get my nails done." Shannon replied.

Seth winced, his green eyes dropping. "That doesn't sound too fun for me."

"What do you want to do?"

Seth gave Shannon a mischievous wink, "Show you around the Long Island Sound,"

"Tomorrow, I promise."

Seth nodded, "Okay, go ahead and get ready,"

Shannon smiled back at him. Seth was cute. He had the all-american Abercrombie model thing going on, and if it wasn't for Boone she would definitely go after him. Shannon watched as Seth turned around to pull some bacon out of the refrigerator. Well maybe she could still go after him. That was the plan before wasn't it. Go after Seth, make him fall for her, and then watch behind the scenes as Boone grew crazy with jealousy.

After taking a shower Boone changed into a pale blue polo, and a pair of jeans with holes where the knees should be. Usually he didn't dress so casual, but he was going to the beach with Isabella. He then reached for his cologne, and sprayed it on. As soon as Isabella came, he was going to kiss her over and over…in order to let in sink in Shannon's head that he was happy where he was. Boone had a plan to drive Shannon out of his house.

The door creaked open. He turned around surprised. Instead of seeing Isabella, Shannon waltzed in.

"Boonie, I need some clothes,"

"Okay," He said staring back at her blankly.

Shannon fanned herself, "Ughh, it's hot. Why don't you and Seth turn up the AC?"

Boone placed down his cologne, "Because we're conserving energy."

Shannon covered her mouth in order to hide her amusement, "You're so stupid, you have this big loft, and you're worried about conserving energy?"

Boone sat down on his bed, and then reached for his shoes.

Shannon crossed her arms, "Your cologne smells good."

"Um…thanks,"

"Seth is taking me shopping."

"Are you going to make him pay for your clothes?" Boone asked.

Shannon smirked. No honey you are, she thought.

Boone looked back up at her. "He probably would. But eventually he'll realize what type of girl you are."

Shannon rolled her eyes, "C'mon, stop arguing with me. You're too old for this."

Boone laughed in disbelief, "Shannon, I'm not arguing with you."

"Hey Boone, Isabella is here!" Seth yelled from downstairs.

"I'll be right down!" He yelled back.

Shannon bit her lip. "So you guys are going to the Hamptons?"

"Yeah,"

"Why?"

"So I can get away from you," He said.

Shannon tucked her hair behind her ear, "When are you coming back?"

"Why?"

"Because…I just wanted to know," Shannon replied.

"Maybe tomorrow,"

Shannon looked down. "Whatever,"

"I'm coming back tonight." Boone said finally.

Shannon's eyes lit up, "Good,"

"I thought you would be glad if I was gone."

"No, I need someone to argue with." She opened the door for him, as he walked down the stairs. Her eyes drifted towards Isabella. Although Shannon hated her, because she was with Boone, she had to admit that Isabella was beautiful. She had long black hair, full lips, and stunning Brown eyes. She looked Italian.

"Boone, we finally meet again," She teased.

Shannon stood in front of Boone on the bottom step. She knew he was trying to get past, but she didn't care. Because she was jealous.

"Um…hey," Isabella said awkwardly to Shannon.

Shannon gave her a wave. "What's your name?"

"Isabella," She said with a smile.

"Oh, Boone hasn't said anything about you before." Shannon said snidely.

Isabella looked between Boone and Shannon with a raised eyebrow, "Who is this Boone?"

Boone gently pushed her to the side, "It's my sister Shannon."

"It!" Shannon growled.

Isabella sighed, "Oh, are you ready to go?"

"More than ready."

Shannon watched as Boone opened the door for Isabella and then stepped out, closing the door behind him.

"Your sister she seems like a piece of work," Isabella said clutching her purse close to her.

"She is,"

"When did she move in with you?"

"Last night," Boone said. He didn't really want to talk about Shannon. He just wanted to focus on getting away from her.

"When is she leaving?"

"Soon, hopefully." Boone mumbled.

Isabella decided to drop the subject, "Well anyways, I've been doing a lot of thinking…and remember how we had talked about us living together?"

Boone smiled, "Yeah,"

Isabella reached for his hand, "Well, we can't do that if your sister is living with you,"

"Are you ready?" Seth asked pulling his sun glasses over his eyes.

Shannon nodded, "I feel like a boy in these mesh shorts and this tee-shirt. I have to get out of this and fast."

"You want to take it off right here?" Seth asked with a smile.

"No," Shannon said hitting him.

"Are you down for taking the subway?"

"What's that?"

Seth shook his head, "Where are you from again?"

"Not New York, don't you have a car?"

"I do, but I wrecked it last month. I've been too lazy so I've been forcing myself to take the subway. As long as you stay out of people's way then you shouldn't have any trouble,"

"So do you like living here?" Shannon asked pulling his sunglasses off of his face, and then putting them on her.

Seth glanced at Shannon but let it pass, "It has its moments, there are a lot of good clubs around here, and not to mention the ladies."

Shannon couldn't help but wonder what Boone was going to do with Isabella in the Hampton's.

"We should go to a club sometime," Seth suggested.

"Yeah," Shannon said absently.

Ten minutes later, Seth and Shannon were at the subway.

Shannon looked around in disgust. She wouldn't be surprised if a rat jumped out at her from the rails. "This place is filthy, it's a pigsty."

"It's the Big Apple,"

Shannon held her arms close to her body.

"So why did you come here? Not that I'm complaining or anything, but if you and Boone don't get along, then why would you want to stay with him."

"We have a love, hate relationship. It's complicated."

A man bumped into Shannon.

"Watch were you're going old man." She sneered.

"Woah now," Seth said linking his arm in hers.

"What? That old geezer bumped into me!" She exclaimed.

"I know, but this is New York City…do you know people will kill you for an Ipod here?"

Shannon raised an eyebrow, "Really? Then why is my idiot brother running at nighttime with it on? I'm going to have to hide it."

Seth smiled, "You guys treat each other like children, it's hilarious."

Shannon shrugged, "I care about him,"

"It almost sounds like you love him," Seth said.

"I do…I mean, eww, he's like so um…no, he's not even manly enough. Did I tell you he used to play with my barbies…and dance in my ballerina shoes when we were kids."
Seth chuckled, "He was a confused kid huh?"

"And he still is," Shannon blushed. Okay, she made it up. But he probably did.

"I like you,"

"What? For being a bitch?" Shannon asked.

"I guess, but you don't take crap from people, and I like that."

Isabella turned down the radio in Boone's car. She rolled down the windows, and then rested her head against the seat. She stared at her boyfriend of one year, with wide eyes. "I was talking to a girlfriend of mine…"

Boone stared straight ahead. He tapped the breaks, as the light turned red. Was Isabella talking to him? All he could think about was Seth using his charm to lure Shannon into bed with him. Seth had a habit of taking innocent girls…not saying that Shannon was, and then making them his for the night. Boone clenched his jaw, Yeah Seth was his friend, but he was going to draw the line with Shannon.

"Boone honey," Isabella said softly.

Boone watched as the light turned green. He imagined Seth handing Shannon a beer, and then carrying her off to his room, as soon as she was drunk.

"Boone,"

"Oh yeah?" He asked.

"Are you ignoring me?"

"Oh No, I just…"

"You just what?"

"I was thinking about Shannon," Boone said defeated.

Isabella scowled, "Don't think about her now, focus on me."

"I am," Boone said with a small smile, even though that was an obvious lie. He had been thinking about popping the question to Isabella, maybe now was the best time. As soon as he solidified his relationship with Isabella, then Shannon would have to get out of his head. Yeah, he was going to propose to Isabella tomorrow at dinner, and after that, he would be through with Shannon forever.

(SumMerith, I am glad u still like it! And Lily94, I do think they had the potential to be a great couple, that's why I am writing this story, because they never got the chance to "fix" their relationship, and make it work.)