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Chapter 10: Bottle of Revenge

Twister sat there on his bed, staring at Reggie and trying to compute what she just said. He stood up and reached out to her. "Reg, I-I d-didn't want t-to hurt you…"

She burst into tears again and yelled, "Don't Twist! Don't say anything!" She ran from the room and down the stairs, into the kitchen. She saw Lars and his cronies sitting at the table with a bottle of whiskey.

"What's with you?" He asked as he took a drink. It was obvious that they just started drinking since they didn't seem drunk at all.

"I just, um, broke up with Twister," she stammered. Why am I telling him this?

He pulled out the chair next to him. "Sit down, hang with us…" He put another glass on the table and poured some whiskey. "…relax."

Reggie looked at the glass on the table and then looked up the staircase. Twister was standing at the top of it, looking down at her and the others. She looked back at Lars and replied, "Okay." She sat down in the chair next to Lars, picked up the glass of whiskey, and took a drink.

"Is this Jason Rally?" Officer Shirley asked, showing Sam and Heather a picture.

"Yes, that's my step-dad," Heather whimpered. Sam stood behind her with his hands resting on her shoulders.

"So, I'm just making sure of this, even though he is a police officer, he can still go to jail, right?" Sam asked.

"Yes, beating a spouse or a child is a serious offense. I've contacted the police in Kansas and he will be transported to the state penitentiary there. He will be escorted onto the plane by one of our officers and then at the airport in Kansas, he will be escorted by one of their officers to prison."

"How m-many ye-years is h-he f-f-fac-acing?" Heather stuttered.

"About 10 years," Officer Shirley stated. "Well, you two are done here if you would like to leave. We just needed you to identify him."

"Thank you, Officer Shirley," Sam replied shaking her hand and leaving the station with Heather.

"Can you believe that we were ever enemies?" Reggie asked drunkenly. The five drunk teens were sitting on the curb that was outside the Rodriguez's house.

"No, that's amazing," Lars replied. He draped his arm around Reggie's shoulder and pulled her closer to him. "You know, Twister's stupid for doing anything to hurt you. He doesn't realize how awesome and pretty you are. He doesn't deserve y-you."

Twister was watching them from his bedroom window. He could feel a jealous rage flow through his body as Lars put his arm around her. He was even angrier when he saw Lars whispering something in her ear and then she burst out laughing. She shouldn't even be out there, drunk, with Lars and his stupid friends. She was just doing it for revenge against him. She should be up there with him, just being themselves. But he had to screw it up, he had to want more, he had to be a sleaze.

"Lars, you're so nice to me, you've been helping me get over Twister," Reggie said.

Lars stared into her eyes for a few seconds before leaning in and kissing her. He could here his friends swooning in the background. They slowly lowered to the ground so that Reggie was laying on her back and Lars was leaning over her. He brushed her cheek softly and kissed her.

Twister was starting to lose control. He wanted to take a baseball bat and smashing everything that Lars owned, not to mention smashing Lars himself. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't just go down there and say, "She's mine, stay away." That seemed like something Otto would do to keep her from Twister. How would Otto feel if he knew that this was happening to Reggie?

"So, I guess you're going back home tomorrow? Now that Jason's put away?" Sam asked, sitting next to Heather on the guest room bed.

"I don't know, Sam," Heather started. "Jason's put away so, it's safe for me to be home, and I should probably go back to help out my family. But I want to be with you, Sam, I want to stay with you."

"Heather, I'm not going to make you stay. If you really want to go back, then go."

Heather looked at Sam, confused. "I-I thought you would care enough about me to make me stay, I was wrong."

"Heather, I care for you so much but you need to be with your family. I understand."

"I guess I'm going home then."

Reggie stumbled around in the dark. She was leaving Lars' room and heading back into Twister's room. "Ow!" She said, tripping over Twister's skateboard.

"Reggie?" Twister mumbled as he sat up in his bed. "Have you been in Lars' room all this time?"

Reggie smiled and nodded. "Yeah." Her voice was a little to happy for his Twister's liking.

"You didn't-" He couldn't say what he was thinking.

"Of course not." She crawled onto his bed and laid down next to him.

Twister shook the disturbing thoughts from his mind, laid down, and tried to go to sleep.

That didn't go well though. Reggie slid her arms around him and rested her head on his bare shoulder. He could feel one of her hands on his back and the other one on his chest. She kissed his cheek and then kissed his mouth.

Twister pulled away from her and said, "Reg, what are you doing?"

Reggie sat up, taken aback, and replied, "I'm doing what you wanted me to do."

"You broke up with me because you didn't want to."

"I don't care, I want to be with you no matter what. If that means I have to do this, then fine."

"I'm not going to make you do this."

"It's too late for that." She leaned in to kiss him again but he pushed her away.

"You're drunk…" He moved off his bed onto the floor. He set up blankets and fell asleep.

"I guess this is goodbye," Heather said as she waited outside of the gate for her plane.

"I guess, for now at least," Sam added.

Heather frowned. "Sammy…"

Sam gulped. "Uh oh, you're not coming back, are you?"

"What makes you say that?"

"You called me Sammy last time we broke up. You're not coming back."

Heather looked at her feet and shook her head. "Not likely."

Sam physically shook his body as if to shake off his feelings. "Okay, whatever. Goodbye, Heather. Nice knowing you." He walked away from Heather and left her standing in the middle of the airport.

AN: Okay, I know, kind of harsh for Sam but I thought it would be good conflict. Please Review!