Closer

Chapter 3 – Wondering Thoughts

"You are so not going back there!" Bobby screamed, entering the house.

"Yeah! Who's gonner stop me? You?" Shauna screamed back, taking the coat off.

"As a matter of fact, yes!" He screamed, following her to the kitchen where Angel and Sofi were.

"What's going on?" Angel asked Jack who entered after the screaming ones but Sha answered for him:

"Apparently Bobby thinks that the fact that he once, four or five years ago, helped me with my life makes him the owner of it!"

"Oh, so he forbids you to work?" Angel smirked.

"Exactly!" Shauna screamed again. "Oh, sorry, kits! Hey…"

She kissed Angel on a cheek and then Sofi.

"I hope you're planning to kill him for that. Please, tell me you do!" The other girl put an arm around her younger friend's waist.

"Yeah, maybe later. I'm tired. Goodnight everyone!" Shauna said as she made her way upstairs and heard a chore of "G'night's" in return. "Except for you, Bobby!"

"What?" He made a pained face, looking at his siblings.

"I think she said something among the line of except for yo…" Jack started but was rudely interrupted by Bobby:

"I know what she said! That's it! We're gonner talk about it tomorrow!" He went into the direction of the living room to go up the stairs.

"This guy's got some serious issues." Sofi concluded as Angel took her hand.

Angel and Jack looked at each other at that.

"Can't help but agree." Chuckled Jack.

Shauna was angry. No, she was more then angry. She was frustrated and if she wasn't that tired she would have started throwing things. The blonde actually had that urge when she saw the vase in the hall on the second floor. Who Bobby thought he was? Showing up after four years and really thinking that he had a word in her life? No. No. And No.

Oh, she needed a shower!

Bobby went upstairs angry as hell. This girl thought she was the smartest? Working in a nightclub? Strolling the dangerous streets of night Detroit? She was too…hot…for that. God, how could he think about Shauna that way?

He was passing the bathroom with the lights on. What? Everything changed that much? They don't even turn the light off?

Bobby was just about to turn it off when he heard…singing. A soft voice that would be ringing in his head a long after that evening. He opened the door a bit more and as much as he tried to tear the eyes away of the figure behind the see-through curtain he couldn't do it.

"You know, you can stop staring." He heard from behind and turned to see Sofi, smirking,

"I wasn't staring…" He tried after closing the door.

"Right…" The Latino rolled her eyes. "So you use that look pretty often then?"

"Shut up, Sofi."

"Let me give a piece of advice." She continued as he rolled his eyes just as she did seconds ago. "Don't use it if you don't like it. Listen…I care for Shauna a lot. And I wouldn't like to see her hurt…"

"Neither would I."

"Well, then stay away from her." And Sofi made her way to Angel's room.

"It's easy to say…" Bobby whispered under his breath as the dragon tattoo danced in his mind…