Hey everyone! Well, I'm back with another update, although right now I should be preparing for my art exam tomorrow, but oh well! Its been a horrible week all last week, all those exams, and they're not even over yet! I've got art all morning tomorrow and then the higher paper for Maths, which is definitely gonna be hard!
But, yes, instead I am here, updating. I'm nice, aren't I?
Lol, okay, presenting Losing Sanity!
Disclaimer: Don't own beyblade or its characters. Capish?
ENJOY!
Eye of the Storm
Chapter Twenty Three: Losing Sanity
BRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!
I groaned, rolling over.
BRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!
Oh for God's sake!
I slammed my hand onto the alarm clock, hoping for the noise to cease existing.
BRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!
What the HELL?
I wrenched my sleep filled eyes and peered blearily at my alarm clock. Its read 16:45, and next to it was my phone, vibrating like hell and practically shrieking at me. I groaned, reaching out to it and stupidly forgetting I was on the very edge of the bed.
THUMP!
BRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNGG!
SMACK!
I lay dazed on the floor, my pillow on top of me, my limbs tangled in the bed sheets, and my phone lying on the floor next to me, where it had landed after bouncing off my HEAD!
"FOR HOLY FUCK'S SAKE!" I yelled angrily, grabbing my phone and staring at the screen.
Ray calling. Answer?
Ray…!
Punching the green button, I pressed the small phone to my ear.
"Hey," I greeted.
"Hey Willow, are you okay?"
I frowned, "Yeah, why shouldn't I be?"
"Well, you sound a little fucked up," he chuckled.
"Yeah, well, I just fell off my bed and my phone decided to be mean and fall on my head," I laughed.
"Ouch!" Ray said in sympathy. "Anyways, I was calling to ask if Holly was with you, seeing as she's switched her phone off,"
I inwardly groaned. Holly was at Tala's…
"No, she isn't, but I don't where she is either," I replied, detangling the bed sheets from my legs, and standing up. Looked like my after school nap wasn't going to continue.
"Oh damn," Ray sighed.
"Want me to take a message? I planned on meeting up with her later at the skate park," I offered.
"Nah, I'll just check Tala's house, she's probably there,"
Oh HELL NO!
"Well, where are you?" I quickly asked.
"At the café," he replied slightly confused.
"It might take you a while to get to Tala's house, why don't you just let me take a message?"
"No, its okay, I've got my car. Besides, its pretty important,"
"But—"
"Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow!"
"Ray…!"
Click.
No no no no no no... NOT HAPPENING!
I quickly speed dialled Tala, but his phone was switched off as well.
Okay…I have to get over there and warn those twats…
I tore off my rumpled clothes and pulled on a clean pair of black combats and a red hooded sweatshirt.
Oh damnit, I can't take the car because Ray would see it and think I'm there since Holly hasn't got her driving licence yet. So, that leaves me and my trusty skateboard Viper.
"GOING OUT!" I yelled over my shoulder as I grabbed Viper and tore out of the house. Practically throwing Viper to the floor and jumping on, I was speeding down the hill in seconds.
Ooooooh, Holly Tate, you are so DEAD!
I reached Tala's mansion in the record speed time of five minutes, jabbing the doorbell frantically. It opened to reveal the Volkov's head maid.
"Hey Kayla, can't talk, gotta save Tala's butt, nice seeing ya, BYE!" I rambled as I dashed past her and ran up the stairs. I just caught her muttering "Very nice to see you too Willow," before I lost sight of her as I tore down a corridor, skidded as I rounded a corner and bounded up another set of stairs. Once I reached the third floor, I turned right, wrenched open a door that led to another staircase, only this one went back down two floors, but happened to be the only way to Tala's room. Rather stupidly complicated if you ask me, but Tala likes it because it gives him some privacy and when he's leaving the house he can just jump out of his window.
Once I reached to bottom of the spiral staircase, I banged on the door.
"HOLLY LAVENDER ARIA TATE AND TALA JOSHUA VOLKOV, IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW THERE IS GOING TO BE HELL TO PAY!"
I wasn't surprised that the door was opened almost immediately, when I start using middle names you know now is not the time to piss me off anymore than I already am.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Holly asked as she opened the door, her body wrapped in dark red bed sheets. As I walked in, I noticed Tala was sitting on the bed in his boxers, eyebrows raised at me.
"Me? Oh nothing, I just thought you'd like to know that your boyfriend IS ON HIS WAY HERE!"
That spurred a reaction.
"HOLY SHIT!" Tala yelped, scrambling off his massive bed and grabbing his clothes.
"He…he's on his way…here?" Holly repeated faintly.
"Yes!" I growled, hoping to God she would understand.
"Oh SHIT!" she wailed, grabbing her own clothes. I rolled my eyes as they both began to get dressed, while spotting Holly's school bag near the desk. I took out her biology homework, placed it on the desk, thanking the lord she had done half of it in class. Next to that I put the senior French textbook, opened at some random page. Place a few pens and notes around it, okay, looks like they were studying.
Dude, I'm SMART!
"Tala, help me make the bed!" I heard Holly order.
I peered outside, horrified to see Ray's car pulling into the garage.
"Guys!" I called, "Better hurry up!"
I turned around to see the lovers sitting at the desk, the bed perfectly neat. Walking over to Holly, I grabbed a hairbrush from her bag and gave Holly's messy chestnut brown hair a quick brush before pulling it into her usual ponytail.
"Bloody prats, the both of you," I cursed, shoving a tissue into Holly's hand. "Wipe off your lipgloss, its smeared," I ordered, before eyeing Tala critically. I shoved another tissue into his hand.
"You got lipgloss on your lips," I couldn't help but smirk. "Right, act natural, don't look like your studying too hard cos Tala isn't capable of that. Don't fidget Holly, make eye contact, and you'll be fine!"
Honestly, its like lying for dummies.
"Thanks Willow," Tala muttered.
I sighed, walking over to the window. "I wasn't here okay?"
"Yeah," Holly affirmed.
KNOCK KNOCK!
"Thanks sis!" Holly whispered, as she got up and walked to the door. I smiled before vaulting out of the window.
Sometimes I really don't know what I'm going to do with those two!
"THIS ISN'T MY FAULT!"
"NO, OF COURSE IT ISN'T, JUST BLAME IT ALL ON VOLTAIRE!"
Oh bloody hell. That's exactly what I need when I get home from Tala's, isn't it?
"Well, it IS Voltaire's fault! We wouldn't even be arguing if it weren't for him! In fact, we never would've broken up in the first place!"
"That may be true, but you don't have to start enjoying it!"
"Well, I'm SORRY! Its meant to be the happiest day of my life, granted I don't even know who with yet and it kinda ruins it by the fact it ain't you, but if I'm going down, I'm going down in style!"
I can't even begin to understand what they're arguing about!
Sighing, I trekked up the stairs and went into Max's room without bothering to knock. Kara was standing beside the bed, fists clenched at her sides and the scariest thing was that there were tears falling from her auburn eyes.
Max, however, just looked tired. He was standing a little way away from the bed, seemingly angry but obviously just tired with the whole thing.
"Okay," I stated, announcing my arrival. "I usually don't like to intrude on things that obviously have absolutely nothing to do with me, but I generally draw a line when one of best friends starts crying,"
I walked over to Kara, once again bearing tissues.
I'm starting to feel like the tissue lady. If there's such thing as a tissue lady, cos it would be rather daft to make a profession out of carrying tissues.
"Okay, I won't bother asking what the hell this is about because it's none of my business, but please, for my sanity's sake, don't break up again," I said slowly, giving Kara a brief hug.
"For your sanity's sake?" Max repeated incredulously.
"Well, yeah!" at their looks, I elaborated, "Er, well, its really only because everyone used to think Johnny and I were perfect for each other. And pretty soon I started to think it as well. But in the end, we're not perfect. I got drunk, kissed my ex. Johnny broke my heart. And now we hate each other. But it made me realise we were never the perfect couple because there already was a perfect couple around. And that's you two. Change that, and you're threatening my sanity,"
Kara began to sob. I looked at her, bewildered.
"Oh, Willow!"
And she threw her arms around me.
Is it just me or is Kara going mad?
"Johnny is a-a tw-twat! N-not realising wh-what he has! Complete idiot!"
Err…
"Kara, babe…" Max soothed. Kara immediately latched onto him. "Hey, c'mon, it'll be okay. Willow will be fine, she'll hold up, and so will we, okay? Everyone will be perfectly fine,"
"I HATE LIFE!" she wailed.
You ain't the only one.
"Dudette, just keep smiling, for me? Smile?" I tried. I felt like I was talking to a toddler, but it worked. She managed a weak smile.
"Great!" I said happily once she had stopped crying, "You two keep it up and I'll be happy!" I saluted, walking out of their room, only to hear Max mutter:
"She's a weird sister,"
I giggled to myself and walked to my bedroom. Glancing at my clock, it read 17:30. I groaned; I had to meet Fred, Mirror and Kai for rehearsals in fifteen minutes. This day just never stops, does it?
To be honest, after crying over Anya and ranting and raving about how I hate Johnny McGregor, I stopped being depressed.
When Ryan, my closest friend other than Sky, disappeared when we were thirteen everything I knew ceased to exist. I became uncontrollable, slowly and definitely becoming so wild I was impossible to handle. Everyone hated me and loved me at the same time. Why? Cos I was Sandy. Brutally honest. Sharp as a knife. You touch me, you get cut. Violent. Hot headed. Strong minded. But more importantly, I did not care what people thought of me. My friends were almost exactly like me.
It's hard to fall back into that when your friends aren't around. The friends I have now wouldn't understand. But with Sky and Jamie and Danny and Mattie it's easier.
With Johnny gone, it's easier.
I felt an uncontrollable urge to do something very un-Cass like.
"See ya guys!" Mirror called over her shoulder. The rehearsal was over, and Mirror and Kai were leaving. Their relationship was obviously strong, and I get the feeling Mirror isn't playing anymore. That, or she's a REALLY good actress.
"Laters Mi, Kai," Fred and me replied, still clearing up the rest of the stuff we had used.
As we finished and locked up the theatre room using the keys Mr Connors had entrusted us with, we headed out. It was already eleven p.m. to my surprise, and completely dark.
"You might as well camp out at mine," Fred said with a grin.
"Yeah, I suppose I should," I replied, pulling out my mobile and texting Holly that I was staying at the twins'.
The school was only five minutes away from their house, lucky bastards. As we let ourselves in, I heard laughter from the basement.
"Hey Willow!"
I blinked in surprise but grinned. "Hey Sky, hey Nick!"
I was pleased to note that they were sitting pretty damn close.
"Whatcha doing here?" we asked at the same time. Laughing, I answered first.
"Too dark to walk home, might as well camp here,"
Sky grinned, "Nick just invited me to hang out. Got talking, finally noticed it was dark so we figured I camp here as well," she said, hugging me as I sat down next to her.
"How were rehearsals?" Nick asked.
"All right, Kai and Mirror were flirting like hell all the way through," Fred replied with a smirk.
"Yeah," I agreed, "They seemed really cosy,"
"Not surprised," Sky snorted.
Nick got up and left; only to return bearing beer bottles.
"YAY!" Sky squealed, grabbing one and shoving her hand into my pocket, pulling out my Swiss army knife. I rolled my eyes, stealing it back as soon as she was finished.
"I really shouldn't be touching alcohol," I muttered to myself, popping the cap off my bottle and handing the army knife to Fred.
"Eh, you can't stay off alcohol just cos of one mistake," Sky told me.
"Yeah, and it's sucky if we're drunk and you're not!" Nick chimed.
And so I got drunk. Well, not so much drunk, but tipsy. At least I was still aware of my surroundings and what I was doing. I think Fred was like that too, but Nick and Sky were completely trashed.
"They are so screwed," I whispered to Fred, resting my head on his shoulder. I was watching Sky and Nick flirting like hell, and Sky was practically on top of him.
"Damn straight," Fred muttered, smirking at his brother and my best friend.
I giggled as Nick whispered something in Sky's ear which caused her grin, stand up and grab Nick's hand before dragging him to his bedroom.
"So much for you and Sky sharing," Fred laughed, placing a chaste kiss on my forehead. "So where are we gonna sleep?"
"Duh, in your bed!" I replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Willow," Fred whined, "I can't just sleep in the same bed as you!"
"Why not? I mean, it's just us!"
You can tell I'm tipsy…
"Urgh, Willow, who cares if it's just us? It's a matter of principle. I mean, I'm a gentleman, I'll just sleep on the sofa!"
I laughed, straddling his lap.
"Forget principles," I whispered, oh so close to his face. His gorgeous ocean blue eyes sparkled like they always did, and I could see specks of silver mixed in. I could count each and every single freckle on his face if I wanted to. I could count, but I didn't want to, because his lips looked much nicer…
I had always wondered what it would be like to be kissing Fred Lewis. I was sure tempted to several times before they left for Europe. But kissing Fred Lewis is exactly how I imagined it and yet not quite that; sensitive, gentle, but fiery, burning passion, growing hotter and hotter and winding me up so tight I thought I would snap if I didn't get him, keep having him, keep kissing and touching his freckled tanned skin, running my hands through his wild, messy dark red hair.
In the haze I heard myself whisper, "Now will you go to bed?", and being picked up and carried all the way to his bedroom, where his soft double bed waited for us. I felt myself falling back onto it, Fred on top of me, hands roaming everywhere, skin against skin, burning desire as slowly clothes disappeared.
It was surreal. I was alive, truly completely alive, and although there was alcohol inside me, it wasn't there. It was real, controlled by me, by him, it wasn't drink driven.
And for the whole time I did not even once think of Johnny McGregor. Just me, silver flecked ocean blue eyes, a boy and a girl.
Just Willow and Fred.
It was the night I truly lost control.
"Sandy…"
Once again being woken up…
"Sandy, time for wakey wakey!"
Wakey wakey? Who the HELL do they think they're talking to? A two year old?
I wrenched my eyes open to find myself in a tangle of limbs and red hair…
Fred!
I have serious issues."Welcome to the world of the living," Sky smirked. She was kneeling on the floor on my right, her elbows propped up on the bed and her head resting on her hands. She was grinning knowingly at me. "Had fun?" she asked with a wink as I sat up.
"Says the girl who got trashed last night and screwed Nick," I smirked right back.
"Touché," she giggled, getting to her feet, "Alright, c'mon babe, it's a quarter past five, get up,"
I couldn't help but kiss Fred softly on the lips before getting up, throwing the still smirking Sky a dark look.
"I get the shower first!" I grinned, running past Sky.
"Hey!" she yelled as quietly as she could without waking anyone up, tearing after me. Her long legs enabled her to reach the bathroom at the same time as I did.
We looked at each other.
"I guess we're sharing again," Blue laughed.
After a quick ten minute shower in which we threw soap at each other, we quickly raided the fridge for some food and came out with an apple each, and some milk. They need to restock!
"We should leave a note," Sky muttered, taking a huge bite out of her apple.
"Yeah," I agreed, grabbing some paper and a pen.
Nick and Fred,
We got training, sorry we couldn't stay longer. Chat later, promise.
Lotsa love,
Sky and Willow
"That works for the both of us," I said out loud, placing the note on the fridge where they would definitely see it.
We stepped out into the still dark and brittle cold air, the pinkish hue on the horizon was the only indicator to the fact it was the morning. Luckily the woods were in this direction so we didn't have to run like usual, which was a big help!
"So, how was your night?" Blue asked with a smirk.
"Great, brilliant, fantastic, need I go on?"
Blue laughed, running a hand through her raven black that fell to her jaw, flicking outwards at the tips. I've always loved Sky's hair; its tips are silver as well as having dark blue streaks.
"And how was yours?" I asked with an equal smirk.
"God, I don't think I've ever been fucked that hard or had that big of an orga--"
"HOLY FUCK SKY, STOP RIGHT THERE!" I yelled before she could finish her sentence.
Sky giggled. "Aw, did lil Cass get a lil grossed out?"
"Lil Cass got a lil grossed out because of way too much information about her childhood best friend and her one of her closest male friends," I replied in the same voice as her, only sounding a little more disgusted.
We continued bantering until we reached the training camp, grinning at Jamie.
"Hey dudettes!" Jamie greeted cheerfully.
"Hey!" we replied.
"Damn, you seem cheerful for two seventeen year old girls at six in the morning," Jamie looked at us oddly.
We looked at each other and grinned.
"We had fun last night," we replied simultaneously.
"What? Damn, I knew there was something wrong with you two!"
We both caught the meaning.
"Oh, yeah, of course! I would just so FUCK my best friend!" I said loudly.
Sky sniggered, "Willow, you did several times, remember?"
"I KNEW IT!" Jamie yelled triumphantly.
"…" I racked my brains, trying to remember something as fucked up as that happening. Finally, I recognised the double meaning.
"Oh ha ha," I muttered sarcastically. I looked at Jamie, who was still laughing his head off, "Jamie, you know she was talking about Johnny, right?"
"Sure, whatever you say…lezzies!"
"DIE!" we both yelled, tackling him.
"AAARRRRGHHHH!"
Punch. Kick. Yell.
The usual at six in the morning.
"ALRIGHT, I GIVE!" Jamie yelled his surrender. As we both smirked and stood up, he easily tripped us up, sending us tumbling onto the ground, sprawled all over each other.
"Do you have to the whole PDA thing in front of me?" Jamie asked with an easy grin, running a hand through his jet black hair.
"JAMES HEARN, YOU ARE SO DEAD!"
The golden eyed nineteen year old grinned at us before scarpering, as we disentangled ourselves and ran after him.
After killing Jamie again, or, well, just beating the shit outta him, I sat on his lap.
"Lets get this straight Jamie," I started, attempting to ignore the hands that were snaking around my waist. "Me and Sky are not lesbians. Sky is quite happy with Nick--"
"Damn straight!"
"And I'm…"
"You're what?" Jamie asked huskily in my ear.
It isn't working…I'm not getting aroused…I'm not…
"I'm with Fred," I stated calmly.
Jamie blinked. "You're…what?"
"Well, actually, I technically don't know, but if last night was anything to go by…" I almost burst out laughing at the look on Jamie's face. But the temptation was instantly squashed when he nuzzled the crook of my neck.
"You better find out then huh?" he whispered.
One of these days I am going to kill every hormonal teenage boy on this planet and save myself the trouble that I go through every time something like this happens.
Seriously, wouldn't that be so much easier?
"Jamie, I think you better leave Sandy alone now," Sky grinned, "Cos if you don't, she'll probably forget all about keeping herself on a lease and just snog you senseless,"
I blinked.
Did she just say that?
"I wouldn't mind," Jamie smirked.
I struggled out of Jamie's arms and jumped to my feet, giving them both very annoyed looks.
"Give me a break! Please!" I yelled, before whirling around and stomping off to find Master Takashi, ignoring their laughter.
Honestly, where's Danny when you need him?
Aww, poor Willow! Anyways, I better go do my art stuff. Thanx to everyone who reviewed, I got more reviews for my last chapter than ever, keep it up! Sooooooo...REVIEW!
Ciao dudes and dudettes
Chiya