Dangerously Paranoid Chapter 11: I trust you

It felt like a part of me was gone, just vanished. Why couldn't I do something about it? Put the puzzle pieces together and make sense. It's been about a week since Gramps and Duke have gone missing. I've called the cops and two days later I filed a missing persons report.

The Commander and Jetstream have been searching all Ireland for the past three days and all America the four days before that. It's so useless, no, I feel so useless. All I can do is just sit here and hope for the best. I can feel the danger happening, the hurt and pain. It's tearing me apart inside, I feel like I'm going crazy.

I'm so scared for Lindsay, I can't provide for her. I'm a 17 year old Junior in a Super School. How am I going to be able to work and feed her and pay the bills? How can I just be expected to do this, I feel so alone here and it hurts.

"Hey Alls," Lindz said sitting next to me on the couch, I was curled up against the arm of the couch, my blanket wrapped around me and the Ghostbusters 2 movie on television.

"Hi," I said quietly.

"Listen, we're gunna find him. Gramps has been acting wierd for a while, which means whatever is happening he's prepared for." She explained, I smirked and pulled her into my side giving her a hug.

"For a narsissistic 13 year old girl, you can be smart sometimes." I said hugging her.

"I learn from the best." She hugged back.

"Alright go, you're friends are waiting." I said letting her go, she stood up and smiled.

"Thanks,"

"Be careful, please?" I asked as she slipped on her boots.

"I will, bye." She opened the front door and left with her friends to go to a sleepover.

I sighed, staring at the television I tried to relax and distract my mind from my paranoid thoughts.

'Somethings happening, someone is watching me and I know it.' I turned quickly and eyed the foyer behind me. This was driving me insane, I can't handle it. This power is killing me from the inside out, I can't stand having to look behind me to catch the eyes glaring or wake up in the night to look out the window to see what's waiting down there. I chewed on my nails and sighed to myself, why is this getting worse? I stood up, I needed to take evasive action on this power, I need to take it down. To forget about it.

To numb it.

I searched through Grampa's drawer and pulled out a bottle of Whiskey.

*Warren's P.O.V*

"Wò lún dédào huīfù gōngzuò! Méiyǒu hùnzá!" (Warren get back to work! No mingling!) Tai Xuĕ, the manager said. I sighed and stopped talking to Will, Layla, Majenta and Zack.

"Hǎo ba." (Alright.) I growled standing up.

"Later Warren." Will said as I started taking dishes back to the kitchen, it was late and was about 10 minutes until my shift was over. Mom got home from Canada yesterday, there was some villain trying to take over Toronto and my mother had to help. I haven't seen her in a month until yesterday, she's happier here in Maxville.

After cleaning and doing the dishes I hung up my apron and told Tai I was going home. She nodded as I walked to my car, the drive home was fine since I had my Linkin Park cd in and there wasn't much traffic.

"Hey mom, I'm home." I called.

"In the kitchen," She shouted, I took off of my jacket and hung it up before walking into the kitchen.

"Hey," I greeted while noticing she was on the phone.

"No Leah I don't cut cat claws, no I haven't done it before." Mom was talking to her sister Leah's. "I haven't done it before and with Mr. Wiggles he'll probably claw my eyes out." Mom added, Mr. Wiggles is Leah's cat, yeah she's not married. "Oh kittens, Mrs. Wiggles." I laughed at the last part as I got a blue gatorade from the fridge. "How was work?" Mom said holding the phone to her shoulder so Leah wouldn't hear.

"It was work." I reply like usual when people ask about how work was. I walked up stairs and into my room, it was nearing 10 oclock but I didn't want to sleep, so I slipped off my shirt and threw on a pair of plaid pajama pants before falling back into bed and starting the movie.

Only to hear someone knocking on the door.

"Warren! Will you get the door I have my hands full." Mom called from downstairs, I sighed and pressed pause on the movie before standing up and jogging down the stairs and opening it quickly, not expecting to see who was standing on the other side.

"Ally?" I asked confusidly, her cheeks were tear stained, her eyes watery. She was sniffling and clutching her jacket around herself in the cold weather. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around me, crying against my chest. "Alls, calm down." I said hugging her back, her crying got worse and I noticed she was cold. I closed the front door and tried heating her up. "Allison look at me," I lifted up her chin, tears were flowing down her pretty face.

"Warren's it's eating me alive." She said, her voice broken and sad.

"What?" I was confused.

"This power, I can't take it. I know it's happening, he's hurting. Someone is hurting but I can't understand it, I can't help. I feel useless." She said hugging me again.

"Shhh, it's okay." I said rubbing her back.

"We will find him." I stated. She looked up at me, her bottom lip trembling.

"Yeah, but dead or alive." She asked wiping tears off her cheeks.

"Oh hunny what's wrong." Mom said as she entered the foyer. Ally let out a small laugh as my mom looked at me with a smirk.

"Mom this is Ally Griffin, Ally this is my mother Julianne Peace." I introduced, I let go of Ally so she could shake my mothers hand, but my mom being my mom brought her into the kitchen and sat her down before starting up the kettle.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" Mom asked sitting across from her.

"It's kind of a long story, but my Grandfather and dog have been missing all week." She explained.

"Oh my goodness, did you call the police?" Mom asked, it's funny she didn't bother asking why she came to see me at 10 at night and started balling her eyes out. Mom just wanted to relax her, it's something she's good at. They started talking and talking, I just leaned in the doorway from the foyer to the kitchen, my arms crossed and a smirk on my face.

"Warren hunny go put a shirt on, no need to distract the girl." Mom said nonchalantly pouring hot chocolate in a mug for Ally. Ally blushed, I just rolled my eyes as I turned and muttered a few words as I walked up the stairs.

I found a clean shirt before walking back downstairs and into the kitchen. I sat next to Ally and listened to their conversation.

"Lindsay left for a sleepover and I was just experiencing this dangerous paranoia, I couldn't handle it. I didn't feel safe, so I was going to numb it but it felt better to come here." She explained.

"Why here?" Mom asked, Ally quickly glanced at me and then lowered her eyes to her hot chocolate.

"I feel safer around the people I trust and I trust Warren the most." She said shyly, I smiled and took her hand under the table, she smiled back at me. Mom cleared her throat, and Ally went back to explaining the situation.

"Alright, well you can sleep in the guest room, it has clean blankets and pillows." Mom said with a motherly smile.

"Oh, I don't want to be a-"

"No, no, no, I insist. Our home is your home." She said kindly.

"but, I.."

"I'd feel better if you were here instead of home alone." I said to her, she looked at me and then thought it over.

"Okay." She said with a small smile.

"I have some pajama bottoms for you and Warren might have a t-shirt or two." Mom explained as I stood up, I motioned for her to follow me upstairs and she did so. I entered my bedroom, luckily it was clean. I started going through my dresser as I noticed her looking around, at the posters on my walls and then the book shelf.

"This one is a bit small for me, I'm sure it will fit you." I said holding up a black t-shirt.

"Thanks," she said as I tossed it to her, she took off her sweater revealing her slim body under a black tank-top, I felt bad looking so I averted my eyes and put the clothes I've taken out from my dresser and placed them back in. "Listen, what I said before,"

I was waiting for her to say she was joking.

"I meant it, I trust you more than anyone." She said walking closer to me. "I felt like someone was watching me, not only me but the house. It wasn't just my power it was for real. I didn't feel safe, so I had to go where I felt safe and I feel safe around you." She said looking up at me, I smiled as I noticed her small frame in the big shirt, it was small on me but it was still huge on her.

*Ally's P.O.V*

I was nervous yeah, but I wanted to say it. I just wanted to tell him, I was scared. What if he didn't like me back? Yes, I Allison Marie Griffin admit to the fact that I have a a little crush on Warren.

Okay, it's a bit more then a little crush. Well it's a pretty big crush, but I wasn't about to tell him that, or was I?

I didn't know how to work my mouth properly, why couldn't I just tell him? It would feel so much better if I could just say it. Why can't I just admit it to him? I think I was already? My toes were doing it for me, I was leaning up trying to get a bit taller, thankfully he was craning his head down, which must of meant he wanted to too? Right?

His brown eyes were looking right back into mine, but my eyes kept getting distracted by his lips. His gorgeously kissable lips, so close...

"Aaarrghhmmmm!" We both looked over at Warren's mom.

Oh how awkward.

"Right, well it's late I should uhm, get to bed. Thanks for the shirt." I said looking up at him with a small smile and an immense blush. Warren nodded and gave some sort of a grin as I walked towards the door.

"Okay, so you're a bit taller then me but this is a bit long on me." Mrs. Peace said holding up a pair of dark blue pajama pants.

"Thank you so much Mrs. Peace, really thank you." I said kindly.

"Oh hunny, Mrs. Peace makes me feel old. Just call me Julianne." She said giving me a one armed hug. I barely know the woman, but she is just amazing. Warren is so lucky. "I'm going to bed also, if you need anything just take it. Feel free to eat or have something to drink." She said smiling, I nodded before she walked into her bedroom at the end of the hall.

I smiled and walked to the guest room, I put on the pajama pants and put up my hair in a pony tail. I felt uncomplete, so I stood up and tiptoed down the hall to Warren's room I knocked quietly, he opened the door and seemed a bit surprised. I smiled and leaned up, quickly kissing him on the cheek.

"Night," I whispered before making my way down the hall to my guest room.

"Night," He whispered back.

A/N: A little W/A there in the end? Well it's progressing, I hope my idea of how Mrs. Peace should be is okay, it's just how I thought she should be. I mean Warren seems like a very deep guy so I just wanted to add a mother like her in his life. Review please :) oh and if the chinese is wrong, I really am sorry, I don't know the language so I used google translate, ;P