Chapter 8
by Punk

(Cole's POV)
I can't believe I fought with Andy like that. I sat down the porch steps and just stared at the ground. Aila wrapped her arms around me and I leaned into her trying not to cry. Jimmy offered to drive me home but I told him I had to go myself. Aila said she'd go with me and I let her, but I didn't go straight home. I drove up to the park and just sat there for a while. I didn't cry, but I wanted too. Aila stayed quiet and just rubbed my shoulder.
When we finally got home Jacey, with Jeremey on her heels ran out to meet us. Jacey hugged Aila and then grabbed my hand and lead me inside. "What are you doing?' I walked with her as she pulled me along. I looked back at Jeremey and Aila who were following us.
"Josh and Amy brought Corey home." Jacey answered. I let go of her hand and ran inside after she said that. "Josh and Amy talking!" She called after me but I didn't care. I ran into the room. Josh looked at me and smirked before answering Dad. I didn't listen to what they were talking about because Amy looked at me and nodded to the stairs. I ran up them and burst into Corey's room.
Chris was sitting on the bed with him holding him. "Hey Corey." I sat down on the other side of my brother and he looked at me with tears running down his face. Christ and I hugged him and as he cried. I didn't need Chris telling me what happen, I saw the marks on Corey's neck, I had felt the wind knocked out of me earlier that day, now I knew why.
"I need to see Mark." Corey whispered when he had calmed down some. "Please." Chris and I looked at each other.
"Mark as in Mark VD?" Chris asked looking at Corey. Mark VD or Mark Von Drachenberg was the son of Kat Von D, a close friend of our families. Mark's parents split up when he was 3 and since then he's been living in LA, San Fran, and Hollywood in California, Helsinki, Finland, Dallas, Texas, and here in West Chester since his Mom travels a lot. Corey nodded and I just about slapped myself for not seeing it. I looked at Christ again and got up. "We'll go see him and see what we can do." Chris and I went downstairs and ran outside. "Mark VD is his boyfriend." Chris shuddered a little as we got into our mom's car.
"Yeah, I know." I got in and drove down to the apartment where Mark and his mom lived when they were in town. "But then again, it kinda makes sense." Mark was heavy into drugs, which I think is a complete waste because he's a talented tattoo artist like his parents. Chris nodded in agreement as I parked the car and we got out.
We went up to their apartment and knocked on the door. Not surprisingly Mark answered. Kat was hardly ever home at this hour. I don't know why she works so much, when she's got so much money anyway. "Cole and Chris Novak. What are you two doing here?" Mark asked as he let us in. "Where's Corey?"
"Corey's pretty messed up, Mark." Chris told him, a hint of anger in his voice.
"What? Why, is he ok?" Mark looked at us shocked and afraid.
"He's addicted to heroin, he tried to kill himself in rehab." Chris went on. "We know what's going on between you two." Mark's jaw dropped and his face reddened. Chris grabbed his arm and turned it over, pulling up his sleeve. "You bastard." I grabbed Chris's hand before he could swing at Mark whose bottom lip trembled and he almost began to cry.
"I'm sorry." he collapsed to the floor on his knees. "I'm sorry. Is Corey ok?" He looked up at us, his brown eyes sparkling with tears.
I nodded slowly. "He wants to see you."
"Tonight. Mom's working a double, she'll be gone till noon tomorrow." Mark looked at us.
I nodded. "We'll bring him down tonight, about midnight." Chris nodded slightly in agreement and we both left.

(Chris's POV)
I hate sneaking out at night. I always feel like I'm gonna get caught, and it sucks. Cole of course never worries about this sorta thing, he's probably get away with it anyway even if he did get caught. I made sure to feed Nainen, our chocolate lab, extra so she wouldn't bark and wake up Mom and Dad. I was praying a full stomach would keep her curled up asleep on their bed. So anyway, here we are, the Novak boys and Ville Valo's daughter sneaking out in the middle of the night. How the fuck Cole and Aila were so calm and cool about it amazes me. Even Corey was less nervous then me as we got outside.
"Which car we taking?" Aila whispered to Cole.
"The lambo. It's the last one Mom and Dad would look for." Cole lead up to Mom's black lambo. We piled in and I held my breath as we pulled out of the driveway and started heading for Mark's apartment. At least Cole is a good driver, we made it to Mark's without any incident.
As soon we got to his apartment Corey threw open the door and went inside. Mark was waiting for us and threw his arms around Corey before kissing him passionately. I looked away and Cole looked at Aila. That's when I saw the beer cigarettes and tattoo instruments on the table. "Havin a party, MVD?" Cole had seen it too and looked at Mark. Mark nodded.
"I figured you guys needed to loosen up." He grabbed a beer and threw himself down in a chair. He took out one of his cigarettes and light up. We all looked at each other. "Come on, don't be pussies." That got Cole going, but not in the direction I thought it would. He grabbed a beer and opened it, taking a few gulps before examining the tattoo paraphernalia. Aila proceed to get out her cigarettes and light up. I looked at Corey for a moment. Corey looked at me and then walked over to the table, grabbed a beer and sat in Mark's lap, taking one his cigarette out of him mouth and taking a hit. "I got harder stuff for later, babe." Mark kissed Corey's cheek.
I sighed and took a beer. I looked at Cole who already had his shirt off and was proceeding to fuck around with the tattoo supplies. Aila was grinning and smoking, hanging onto Cole and her already skimpy attire was growing shorter. I shook my head, it was going to be one long fucking night that I probably wouldn't remember.
I groaned rolling over. From the light pouring into the room and making my pounding headache worse I figured it was morning. I quickly realized I was on the floor, probably having passed out amidst the empty beer bottles and cigarette butts. Thankfully I was still wearing my clothes, but the pounding ache in my lip and the top of my ear spoke for me. "Hey, who the hell convinced me to pierce my lip and my ear again!" I yelled. Cole looked up from his position on the couch, the blanket and moaning from under him made me realize he and Aila had done more then smoke drink and mark their bodies. "That's so wrong." I mumble to myself. I got up slowly and looked around, Mark and Corey were probably in Mark's room, and I quickly headed for the bathroom, not wanting to see anymore of my brother and his girl. Once I was in the bathroom I checked my body for anything else I might have done while I was drunk. I found a heartagram tattoo on the inside of my right wrist, besides that, and the new lip ring off center on the left side and the second hole in my left ear I was clean. I sighed in relief, washing my face and thanking God I didn't have too bad of a hangover.
When I came out Cole and Aila were almost entirely dressed. "So what did you guys do to yourself?" I asked holding up my wrist. Cole pulled his jeans down lower and exposed the famous Margera-Valo tattoo. Aila held up her shirt to show she had it too. They turned around and showed off the heartagram tats on their right shoulders. Under Cole's was written Aila's name, and under Aila's was written Cole's name. They both also sported a left side lip ring, as well a left eyebrow ring. I shook my head. "Well that's great. Pretty soon you'll have to get a tattoo of your baby's name." They both turned red and Cole looked away. "Yeah I figured you wouldn't have used safe sex, Cole Vincent Novak. Wait till mom finds out you aint a virgin."
Cole looked at me and glared. "I wasn't a virgin long before this night. Aila either." My jaw dropped open. We were supposed to be so connected, so close, now I find out my brother has been having sex without me knowing. I turned away and knocked on Mark's door.
"Hang on!" Mark yelled. I heard cussing and an "Oh shit I'm bleeding." Now I was pissed. Both my brothers got laid and I only laid the floor. Mark opened the door a little bit later. I smirked, he also had a pieced left lip.
"What is this? Our drunken club symbol?" I asked him pointing to my lip ring. He smirked and Corey got up and looked at me. "What did you two do to yourselves?" Corey and Mark held up their shirts reveling pierced navels. I tried hard not to laugh. I held up my wrist and they showed me the heartagram on their right upper arms. Corey had Mark's initials in his, and Mark had Corey's in his. I shook my head. "How come y'all got some last night and I didn't!" Corey just shook his head. I groaned.
"Come on guys, Mom and Dad will kill us if find us missing." Cole motioned for us to leave.
"Thanks for an awesome night sweetheart." Corey wrapped his arms around Mark's neck and kissed him. "I love you."
"I love you too, babe." Mark kissed him. They pulled away and we left. I sighed fingering my lip ring on the way home, wondering how I was gonna explain that to Mom and Dad. I reaffirm what I said the night before, I hate sneaking out.