*Reanna's POV*

I woke up to the feeling of his fingers running gingerly through my hair. Slowly, I opened my eyes to see his face looking down at mine.

"Good morning, sunshine!" He smiled.

"Shh." I placed my finger to his lips.

"Need some asprin, babe?" He laughed quietly. I didn't speak, but nodded instead, pulling the blankets up over my head once I felt his weight lift from the mattress. When he returned, he had a glass of ice water and two small orange pills. I swallowed both easily, marking the water as unnecessary.

"Is Paul out there? Rachel?" I asked quietly, wondering what they thought about him still being over.

"They're here, but they're still asleep."

"What the hell?" I sat up a little more to try to see the clock across the room. "What time is it?"

"9:26!" He informed me. With a groan, I fell back to laying on the bed.

"Well no wonder they're still asleep!" I whisper-yelled. "It's too fucking early to be awake! What is wrong with you..." My voice faded as I groaned, the knowledge of knowing the time making me even more tired than I was before.

"Aw, come on, babe."

I didn't respond. I was too busy trying to get back to sleep, but knew it was impossible now. It wouldn't have mattered though, because in a second, his hands were tickling my sides.

"Seth!" I screamed between my laughs, "Stop! Seriously!" I tried to slap his hands away, all the while trying to breath too. Eventually I was able to escape but squirming away from his hold on me. But once my laughs stopped, I looked up the see Paul standing in the doorframe.

And he did not look please. His arms were crossed over his chest. I knew my giggles had woken him up because his hair was still messy from his pillow, and all he wore were a pair of boxers.

"The hell is he still doing here?" He spoke, his voice firm and mad. "Get out of her bed, Seth. Now."

"Calm down, Paul. It's not like you caught us having sex. We weren't doing anything." Seth assured him, pulling on his shirt once he was standing on the floor. I'm not sure if he saw Paul's eyes widen at even the mention of the word 'sex.' God, Paul was such an idiot.

"You're damn right I didn't catch you having sex." He practically growled out the words. I'm not even sure he was making sense.

"We didn't have sex, okay? Shut up. Go away." I rolled my eyes, throwing a pillow to hit his chest.

"Fine. But Seth, you're coming with me. We have to talk."

I was too tired and annoyed to bother fighting back, so within seconds, they were both gone. I hated that Seth was scared of Paul. That was going to have to change.

Right I was, somehow, managing to get back to sleep, Rachel walked into the room and took a seat on the edge of my bed, which was covered with a big purple comforter.

Rachel decorated the room for me, actually. She was good at it too- maybe she should have gone into interior design. Two walls were purple as well, but with a horizontal white stripe through the middle, and a darker purple stripe inside of that. The opposite two walls were the same, only the colors were switched. A huge, soft dark purple rug covered half the floor- the half with my bed, and a bay window took up the wall on the left. Complete with silver lighting, and sheer purple curtains, the room was perfect.

Anyway, she sat on the edge of my bed. I knew she'd just woken up too- meaning they slept together. I mean, obviously. They were engaged or whatever. But still. How come they could do it, and I couldn't? Stupid, stupid.

"We need to talk, Reanna."

I sighed and turned over, forcing myself to sit up. "About?"

"About... well... uhm... about you and Seth..."

"Oh my God." The look in her eyes finally clicked. "Is this a sex talk?"

I almost laughed as I watched her hesitate, and blush slightly. She really was pretty. She reminded me a little of the girl in The Vampire Diaries. What was her name? Elena or something, right? Except, Rachel was prettier. Her face was different. It was more natural looking, if that makes any sense.

"Well, yeah. A sex talk." She finally mustered.

"I know what sex is. I've had sex. This is a waste." I told her.

"This isn't a normal sex talk. Seth isn't normal. You know that."

"Yes, I know... What's your point?"

"Seth is.. Well, for lack of a better word, hot. You need to make sure to stay hydrated, okay?" It was hard to take her seriously when her face was so red. I don't think she could've been more embarrassed if she tried. "And he's going to be big... So be prepared for all that."

And that was my limit. I couldn't take it anymore. I bursted out laughing.

Seth's POV

"I don't understand what the problem is... We really haven't done anything..." I explained to Paul. I wasn't scared of him or anything... But he was my girlfriend's over protective older brother and beta of the pack... Okay, I was fucking terrified of Paul. But don't blame me, you would be too.

"Not yet. But I know you will." I was him start to tremble a little, be he was controlling it. "You're a god damn teenage boy and I've seen inside your head Seth. And let's be honest here, we know Reanna doesn't give a shit about her virtue."

"But, Paul, I-" I started to explain, until he interrupted.

"Shut it, Seth! I'm talking!" He ran his hands through his messy hair. "Look, I know you care about her. I know you love her and all that imprint shit. But like I said, you're still both crazy ass teenagers."

"Technically, you're a teenager too..." I added in, earning a death glare.

"I'm not stupid enough to give you permission to go violate my little sister. I told you, she's going through stuff right now and I don't need you making it worse. But... if something absolutely has to happen... Just don't be an idiot, alright?" He was turned completely away from me, but he knew I'd sit and listen regardless. "Just wear a damn condom and be careful with her." He growled.

"Yeah... yeah, okay..." I have to admit, my voice trembled. I didn't really know what else to say. Of course I'd wear a condom, and of course I'd be careful with her. I cared about her and loved her more than he did.

"Now, go. Get away from me." He ordered. He really did have a temper, didn't he? At the time, it seemed justified, but now? It just seems crazy.

"Go where?"

"Back to Reanna, back to your house, all the way to hell, I don't care! Just go!"