Name Of The Past – Chapter Fifteen
"glad you have finally decided to answer" Izzy hissed into the phone at the sound of the high pitched, angry voice coming from the other side hit her aching head. She lifted her heavy hand over her face and placed it shielding over her eyes, covering herself from the harsh gaze coming from the window in front of her. "Elizabeth" Izzy pulled the phone away from her ear completely and let out a small whimper, she really was in no mood for this early morning call. "yes mother" she mumbled her reply as she rolled out of her bed, falling to the floor with a thud as her legs got tangled up in the blanket she had been sleeping in.
"is there something you wanted mom?" she asked letting her head drop back to the floor. Groining at the stabbing pain thriving threw her temple.
"Elizabeth Holden do not take that tone with me young lady" her mom shouted down the phone. Coursing Izzy to winch ones again in pain, "sorry mom im just…" she trailed off at the sound of someone knocking at the door, "mom are you at school?" Izzy asked wearily not wanting her mother to see her in the state she was in.
"why on earth would I be on the phone to you if I was there" her mother sounded only slightly annoyed. "Elizabeth are you ok? You seem a bit, off?" her mother asked her disappointing suspicions evident in her accusing voice.
"yeah mom im just tired" Izzy mumbled dragging her self towards the noisy door and pulling herself up. Placing a hand over her mouth shapely as the sudden spall of dizziness churned her stomach. Taking a deep breath and holding the sick down she opened the door slowly to reveal a very angry looking Tyler on the other side, his hand firmly above his head ready to bring it down hard on the door again. "no mom im not hung over" she lied looking at Tyler and placed her index finger on her lips, signalling for silence before grabbing on to his tight fitted shirt and pulling on it, dragging him into her room and slamming the door shut behind him. Bringing her hand up to her head as the noise cursed threw it, she let out a small whimper and pouted at a still angry looking Tyler.
"no mom Ive just only had like two hours sleep" she mumbled, this was not a lie. As far as she could remember which was very hazy, she had spent most of her night willowing in self pity at Nicky's and had only rolled In about three hours ago at 4A.M. Izzy rolled her eyes and felt her stomach roll with them. taking a deep breath she exhaled slowly, mumbling a uninteresting yes to her mother as she placed her spinning head on the tight muscular chest in front of her, taking Tyler of his guard for a moment, before he placed his hands on her upper arms steadying her wobbling body.
"yes ill be there tonight mother" she mumbled angrily against the softly breathing chest, "no I didn't forget about the party" she lied, she seemed to always lie to her mother. Who ever said a mother and daughter had a special kind of bond, sure wasn't lying.
"mom im losing…." She snapped her phone shut and stared at it, feeling the anger bubble up inside her. moving out of the embrace she was in she looked up to the boy who was simply watching her. She looked away from him quickly hating the look of disappointment in his eyes and throw the phone hard against the wall on the far side of the room, "fucking bitch" she finally let the loathing she had for her mother rush threw her veins, she stalked over to the pictures on her bed side table and stared at them threw a heated gaze. Every single one of them were professionally done, everyone dressed up in there bests standing motionless in front of the tiresome blank backdrops. Even on family holidays when she was younger she would remember a professional being there, camera at hand, ready to catch the perfect family shot for her mother to boast about at her next royal Ipswich party.
She hated going to other peoples dorms, peoples homes and having to look at the sweet family moments pinned up on their walls, a little boy just playing around in the dirty mud. A sneaky shot of a little girl sitting at her mothers dresser, trying things on thinking she hadn't been court pretending to be her mommy. Was it so bad that all she wanted was one photo of her and her brothers playing out in the garden at Christmas, snow balls getting throw around, bodies being the chosen targets? It wasn't as if they never did anything innocent worthy capturing, they were constantly outside messing around with things, building dens and throwing one another into the outside pool. Her mother just hated the thought of them being seen like anyone else, they were not every day folk, they where the Holden's. she stared at the photos surrounding her table, she didn't want them there, if she had a chose they would be locked up forever away from her bored glancing eyes, each one she had showed she had grown a bit taller as the year had past, the miserableness her and her brothers felt evident on their sullen faces as they stared gloomy at the viewer looking down on them.
Her grandfather was in a few of them, but after his first stroke had left him pretty much crippled in a wheelchair he had suddenly disappeared out of the family annual Christmas cards. The thought of her mother erasing her grandfather so easily from her only family 'moments' hit her chest hard. Izzy grabbed a hold of the frame nearest to her hand and moved it closer to her, there she was, her mother seated in the place her grandfather should have been. Even damn chance she got she would take that mans place, and now that he was gone she knew it was only a matter of time before she would take over the family completely.
"I hate you" Tyler heard her mumbled low under her voice, and at first thought it was towards him. He stepped closer ready to tell her exactly what he thought of her too when a shattering blow pulled him out of his thoughts, he looked over to her and saw the frame she was once holding falling to the floor, glass broken and the picture that was one inside now in the white knuckle tight grip of Izzy's fingers, "i hate her so much Tyler" she glanced over to him, her eyes portraying the malis she felt, before she looked back to the paper in her hand and began to rip it up slowly her breathing becoming more ragged with each piece ripping away from the other.
"she doesn't even care that he's gone" she sunk to her knees letting the tattered segments of paper fall freely from her shaking hands. She closed her eyes tightly shutting out the feel of a tear running roughly down her face, she wanted to scream. To rip at something, break something but she couldn't feel any will to do it. All she felt was the loneliness seep threw her and the tears following down her face one after the other. she began to curl up in to a ball when she felt two strong arms wrap tightly around her, pulling her back flat against the chest she had just moments ago used as a shield from the harsh sun.
"shh Beth" Tyler soothed in her ear, Rocking softly with the shacking body wrapped in his grasp, "its ok. No one is here, just let it out" he whispered gently brushing his fingers threw her hair and taking a big sigh. This was not what he had planned on doing when he had got there that morning. His plan was to give her a piece of his mind about the night before. scream at her for her stupid actions at the bar. Blame her harshly for making Reid so upset, the last him and his brother knew, he had gone off with her the day before. And then Hours later, she was seen along drinking like a fish at Nicky's, and he had gone off god knows where using till he had collapsed phoning to be collected. Something had happened and he had planned on finding out just what had gone on between them.
Tyler closed his door quietly and lent against it, taking it a lungful of air and sliding down the door with a thump. He had never in his life seen Elizabeth like that before, and he had decided that if he could help it he wouldn't again. He had told his parents the night before that he would be once again missing the yearly Holden Christmas party. None of them really liked the annual parties, even when it was held that year by their own, it was all two much like a show and tell for their families, comparing each child to the other. but now his perfectly form excuse had just been wasted, he now had to attend.
"Reid" he shouted out loud to the darken room, knowing that his blonde brother was in there somewhere, hearing nothing but a small groaned reply he let his head drop to his knees in frustration. Just once he wished it could be a little bit easier with him, it was times like these he cursed his other brothers for leaving him with Reid. "Reid" he growled it, slamming his hands on the floor. "where's your spare tucks?" he asked slowly, he really had been this close to finally skipping a Ipswich event.
"what?" Reid rolled over on his stomach and looked at the brunette threw sickly eyes. "why do you need a tucks?" this could have waited, he had used way to much the night before and he wasn't ready to face the world or his younger brother just yet. "why do you need a fucking tucks?" he mumbled the question again, letting his head fall back on the soft pillow.
"im going to the damn party" Tyler shot back, hating his blonde brother even more at that moment, he was always a constant struggle and at times he just didn't need it. Getting up form the floor quickly he strolled over to the window and grabbed the ends of the closed heavy curtains, "don't open them!" he ignored the moans of an argument and ripped the curtains open, "class in ten minutes, get the hell up" feeling a pillow get thrown towards him he spun round to face the angry looking Blonde staring back at him. "I have no sympathy for you Reid." He let his eyes flash black and stepped closer towards him, if his brother wanted to fight he was more then willing to oblige.
"what the hell is your problem?" Reid finally spoke, taking in his brothers tight stance, "what's got your knickers in a twist?" he tried a small joke but felt the failer of it hit him hard, ok he knew he had made a bit of a bad mistake last night, he had used far to much and had at least taken 4 years off his own life. But at the end of the day it was his life to wreck, what did they care?
"always making a joke out of things aren't you Reid?" Tyler felt a growl vibrate deep within his throat. "you would have thought after…"he stopped himself, he was not scared to take on Reid head on, it had done it countless times before, but it was just plain suicidal to bring up his father, it was a closed subject none of them like to tread on. Closing his eyes, he took a step back from his now standing brother, using to stop him from using was just plan stupid. "I called Caleb, he said you can ride with him tonight" he finally let his eyes turn back to normal as he sulked away from him and placed his hand on the door knob, gently twisting it to open.
"wait, what? Im not going anywhere near Caleb" Reid ran a shaky hand threw his greasy hair. He was not ready for a lecture of his leader yet, in about two days time, maybe then he will be ready for his knowingly boiling older brother's temper. "im coming with you" he stated strongly moving closer to Tyler.
"no im taking someone," Tyler let go of the door knob, and turn to face his roommate, "your going with Caleb" this was not as far as Tyler was concern up for negotiations.
"you weren't even going an hour ago," Reid threw his hands loosely up in go the air, "who could have possible changed your mind about this thing?", who the hell had taken his ride off him, more like.
"does it matter? I said I wasn't going to go, and now I am" Tyler moved back to the door, turning his back on his friend and went to grab at the handle again, "and now im off to class" he turned the metal doorknob In his hand, but stopped when he felt a hand grip on to his upper arm.
"where did you go this morning Ty?" Reid tighten his grasp on his brothers arm and pulled him forcefully more towards where he was standing.
"for my morning run" he didn't know why he felt the sudden urgency to lie to Reid, all he know was he really didn't want him to go anywhere near Izzy.
"and then where?" his brother was hiding something, at times Tyler was as open as a book and Reid knew just how to read him, he eyes would shift slightly always looking right for a mild seconds before looking back.
"I went to see Beth" he didn't know why he mumbled it, or why he felt a small tinge of guilt about admitting seeing her.
"that bitch" at the sound of her name, Reid felt his blood boil. He crushed his hands tightly against each other as he tried with failer to keep all memories of her away from his thoughts, "don't tell me she's the reason your suddenly going?" he pointed an accusing finger at his brother, his eyes slowly turning black. He knew something had changed Tyler's mind about going, he damn well knew it was someone.
"so what if im going because of Beth, why is that getting you so worked up" he threw it back, fighting as hard as he cold to keep his eyes from following his brothers, he was ascending soon, he had not fought it for all this time to swiftly get addictive to it now.
"I fucking knew it" Reid let a cruel laugh erupt from his throat. Letting his eyes flash at the constant inner struggle he had with his power rising threw him.
"knew what?" Tyler finally let go of his resistance and flinched at the sudden feel of power strip threw him, he hated it when anyone looked at him like that, especially his closest friends. None of them really thought he had much In the way of standing up for himself, but over the past few weeks he had felt his powers rising and building inside himself, any minute he would show them all what exactly he could do with their bodies.
"she's got her claws firmly in you man" Reid laughed with anger. Izzy wasn't as nice as everyone thought she was, he had learn that first hand when she threw his feelings back at him like they were nothing, zilch! "you have been royally Beth slapped" he hissed, he turned round slightly seeing the bed out the corner of his eye lift from the ground.
"what the hell has gotten in to you" Tyler calming faintly, what ever had happen the other night had really had a strong influence on what was going on now, "im taking her to the ball because she asked me to, you know as a friend" he didn't know why as of late he had to constantly explain himself whenever Beth was involved, "im being a Friend, but you wouldn't know what that means would you" no he was not being harsh, he was just being extremely truthful.
"well as a friend" Reid felt the pure hatred as if he was feeling it himself. And the thought of his brother feeling that for him hurt a lot, and it was all because of her, "as your oldest friend Tyler, im warning you to stay away from her"
"what did she possibly turn you down Reid? Stop acting like a child, as far as I can see she has done nothing wrong" Tyler needed to get out of there before he did something really stupid and have to hide a damn body.
"no this is where your wrong Ty, she is a fucking player and you are getting played like a prat" he had to go see her, he couldn't deal with the fact that even now, with as much venom he felt for her, he couldn't get her of his mind. Or the feeling of jealously at the thought of Tyler going anywhere alone with her growing momentarily.
"a player? Jesus Reid that's a bit rich coming from you isn't it" whatever had gotten under his brothers skin, was seriously making him go mad.
"exactly, im the only one around here that can see what she is doing. I don't want you anywhere near that…." As much as he wanted to he couldn't force the words off his tongue, brushing a hand threw his hair roughly he finally stepped away from Tyler and towards the window, this was past just getting out of hand.
"I'll go wherever the hell I want Reid, just like you remember" who the hell was he to tell him to stay away from her, she was a friend in need and he wasn't about to go anywhere just because he out of the blue had a problem with her.
"I said your not" he felt the power before he could stop himself. He watched as the white side lamp moved up into the air, and with a quick flip of his hand it went flying towards his friend at the door, he waited nervously for the sound of a smash to roll around the small room they where occupying. Hearing nothing he turned back round to Tyler slowly and saw the lamp hovering inches from the young boys face.
"you need to calm the fuck down Reid, Jesus" Tyler looked at the fear in his brothers eyes, and sigh deeply, running his sweaty hand over his face letting go of the lamp, closing his eyes at the sound of the awaiting smash, "go back to bed, your sick ill cover" he whispered, feeling the tiredness he often felt after fighting with Reid wash over him. One of them had to go get notes, it might as well be him. "ill bring you some food at lunch. Just please mate chill out a bit" and with that he left silently out of the room, leaving his brother alone with his bewilder thoughts.