Chapter 4: Rush
PaulPOV
Once, Jared asked me what my greatest fear was. I didn't answer right away, what did I, Paul Walker, have to be afraid of? It wasn't until after our battle with the vampires did I truly realize what my greatest fear was. It was that my sisters would get involved with the wolves, that they would phase and have to fight. I could never imagine Zoey or Mia fighting, well ok, so Mia did get in trouble for fighting, and Zoey had a mean punch, but still….they were my sisters not some kind of fighting animals. That fear slowly lessened though as my sisters passed the age mark when we all had changed. After they turned fifteen, I was positive that they weren't going to phase, crisis diverted.
There were other fears that I had, not that I would explain them to anyone. Instead I kept them to myself, keeping an eye out for my younger siblings, and praying to god nothing bad would ever happen to them, or me. At this time though, I really didn't care what happened to me. Mia and Zoey were notorious for getting hurt, they were rough during games, would come to blows with each other (with me, but I let them win). Zoey had only gotten in trouble once for socking some guy in the eye at school. Mia? Well Mia had been in a few fights, mostly over someone talking trash about Zo. They were tough though, I knew Mia and Zoey could handle themselves.
"Zoey, I have pizza," Mia was propped against Zoey's door, holding a plate with the pizza I had ordered for us. For three hours now, Zoey had been trapped up in her room.
I hadn't noticed when Z disappeared, I had been too preoccupied snapping at Collin to keep his hands off Mia, as we sat around the living room. Mia had been the one to notice Zoey's absence, without saying anything, she had gotten up and pounded on her twins door, and that's where she's been for the past hour.
"Z, what's the deal?" I banged my fist on her door, pushing Mia out of my way. When there was no answer, I twisted the door knob, only to find it locked, "Zoey! What's wrong?"
"Z, seriously, open the door," Mia knocked on the door, tapping her fingers, "I'll break the door down," she sang.
I shot her a look, "If you do, you're paying for a new one," I was rewarded with an eye roll.
"The bonfire is going to start in an hour," Mia tried.
No answer.
Mia growled and pulled her phone out, dialing Zoey's number. Tapping her fingers again, she waited patiently, "Zoey, open your door-" with a shriek of anger, Mia slammed her fist into the door, and then jumped up and down.
"What the hell Mia?" I snapped, grabbing her hand.
"She hung up on me!" Mia cried and pulled her hand away, the knuckles an angry red.
"What's going on?" Jared asked, him and Collin joining us.
"Zoey won't open her door," I ran a hand through my hair, clenching my jaw when I saw Collin rub him thumb over Mia's knuckles.
"And?" Jared smirked, "You know Z, she does this all the time."
"She hung up on Mia," I pointed out. Jared went quiet. Jared and I have been best friends since I could remember, he's grown up with Mia and Zoey, almost knew them better then me.
"Move," he muttered, crouching down, he pulled out a pocket knife and inserted the pointed end into the lock. Jared twisted the knife until there was a small click, the door swinging open.
Mia popped in front of me, ready to tear into Zoey. Before I even had a chance to look into the room, M flipped around, slamming the door closed behind her and looking up at me, "Uh….she's….sick."
"Really now?" I raised an eyebrow, "Well then let me see if she needs anything."
"No!" Mia snapped, blocking my hand, "It's horrible, all over the place! She was sick last night too!"
I could read the lie in Mia's eyes, "Mia, either you move, or I'll move you."
Mia set her glare on full force. Too bad I had been the one to teach her that, "Make me."
I smirked, "Love to," grabbing under her arms, I picked Mia off her feet, ignoring the screech of anger. Setting her down behind me I opened the door, Mia being held back by Jared.
"Zoey Ashlynn Walker, you're fucking deceased!" I slammed my hand against the wall as I scanned the empty room. Her bed was destroyed, clothes thrown across the floor, her window wide open, "Mia," my sister bit her lip, trying to go for innocent, "where is she?"
"I don't know!" Mia snapped.
"Liar!" I growled. Collin stepped in front of her, glaring at me, "Maine, move or I'll snap your neck."
Collin said nothing as he stayed rooted in place, Mia peeked out from behind his elbow.
"Mia, where is she?" I yelled, almost regretting it when Mia shrunk up against Jared.
"I really don't know," Mia's voice dropped to an almost whisper, "there was music playing in the background, and I thought I heard Cole's voice."
"Is he having another party?" I fisted my hands, trying to keep my patience as Mia hesitated to answer.
"No, Tanner Grayson is," she finally answered.
"Where?" I muttered, breathing slowly.
"I don't know," Mia pulled Collin beside her, obviously feeling like the explosion had been deflected, "I can ask Drew where it is, he'll know," she paused before meeting my eye, "he might not tell me though, especially after last night."
"Just find out," I brushed past her, not stopping until I met the couch, falling down. Mia hesitantly sat down next to me, Collin on the arm of the couch.
Holding her phone for me to see, I watched the conversation unfold.
Hey, I have a quick question.
~M~
You really don't get the whole 'one chance thing' do you Walker?
-D
Don't flatter yourself Drew. Is Tanner having a party tonight?
~M~
Ya, why?
-D
Where is it?
~M~
And why should I tell you?
-D
Mia rolled her eyes, tapping her foot on the floor, "Prick.
"Mia!" Jared snapped as I laughed.
Just tell me Drew, don't make me beat it out of you.
~M~
Still can't keep your hands off me?
-D
I'll tell you on 1 condition.
-D
And what could that possibly be?
~M~
U have to come.
-D
"Tell him fine," I muttered as Mia looked up at me.
"You don't get what he's playing at, do you?" Mia asked, pausing in her text.
I gave her a confused look, "What do you mean?"
"Watch," Mia whispered.
And why should I come?
~M~
Cuz you left something unfinished the other night.
-D
Ha! You really think I'd go just to do THAT?
~M~
As I read the texts I growled, that little fucking bastard.
If you want to know where the party, and your sister are, you will.
-D
Fine…where is it?
~M~
Warehouse near the pier. And leave your brother.
-D
No, he already knows, he wants to know where Z is.
~M~
Fine….it will make things more interesting, just don't expect me to fucking care that he's there. We're finishing.
-D
"Give me that," I snatched the phone out of Mia's hands, my own shaking from anger.
It's Paul, if you're at that party when I get there, you're a deadman.
You think I'm scared of you? Go fuck yourself dick.
-D
"Let's go," throwing the phone down, I gestured to Jared, "Mia stay," I snapped as she rose to her feet.
For once she listened to me, sitting back down as Collin slid into my place. I turned to Jared, seeing his blank face, and ran out the door.
ZoeyPOV
What the hell was I thinking? I couldn't help but think that over and over, as I stood against the cold concrete wall, the flashing colored lights were giving me a headache, the loud music matching the beat of my pulse. I couldn't figure out why I had come here, or why even wanted to. One second I was trying to bury myself in my bed, and the moment that text came in, I got up, changed, and crawled out that window. And when Mia called, anger swept through me so fast, that all I could do was hang up on her, not wanting to start a fight with my sister.
Why was I angry at Mia? What had she done to me? Alright, so there were a few things Mia had done to me in the past, by why was I suddenly wanting to knock the shit out of her? Mia was the one to get angry and start fighting with me, not the other way around.
"Hey baby," Cole slid into my side, wrapping an arm around my waist. I could smell the alcohol rolling off him full force, "I didn't think you would be here."
I shrugged, "Neither did I."
Cole smirked, "Last night sucked."
"I bet," I muttered.
Smiling, his hand snaked into the back pocket of my jean skirt, "Well I'm glad you came."
Biting my tongue, I resisted the urge to grab Cole, to get back at Paul, to show everyone that I didn't care about anything. Smirking I batted my eyes at him, "Me too."
"Here," Cole handed me his cup. I had never once accepted a drink any guy gave to me, especially at parties. I had seen too many girls get so trashed, that they did stupid things. But for some reason, I just couldn't find a reason not to. Lifting the cup to my mouth, I took a drink. Swallowing the burning liquid, sending a trail of fire down my throat.
Smirking Cole took my fisted hand, opening it. Resting his closed hand on mine, he opened his hand, depositing two small squares of blue paper in my palm, a small spiral printed on them. I watched a Cole placed two of his own on his tongue, and smirked at me, waiting. In the back of my mind, I knew what this was, what it could do. But as Cole's smirk became a smile, I swallowed.
Placing the papers on my tongue, I waited for the rush.
CollinPOV
After the fight with Paul, the others leaving as he barked at them to get out of his house, I settled in for the longest lecture of my life. He wasn't even saying anything new, just repeating himself over and over. Just when I thought the drama finally ended, Paul found out that Zoey had left, going to some party in a warehouse. After twenty minutes of arguing and planning, Jared and Paul left, leaving me with a very quiet Mia.
I had my arm thrown over her shoulders as she leaned into my side, thinking. Clearing my throat, I sighed, "What's wrong?"
Mia looked up at me, "Nothing," she lied. As I questioned her with a look, clearly stating that I didn't buy it, Mia continued, "I just have a really bad feeling that Zo is doing something stupid."
"What?" I shook my head, completely confused.
"It's hard to explain," Mia muttered, "but I should have gone with Paul."
"He wouldn't let you, especially after Drew," I spat out his name as though it tasted foul.
Mia bit her lip before standing, "But there's something wrong! I just know it! And Paul won't know where to look there!"
"Calm down Mia," I grabbed her hands, pulling her until she stood between my legs, "Everything will be fine."
"You're right," Mia sighed, sitting down on my knee, "Zoey's fine."
"Exactly," I offered her a smile and kissed her temple.
Mia went quiet again, biting her lip again, "Yeah, everything's going to be fine."
I sighed, "Mia, chill, ok? Zoey's going to be ok."
"But-!"
I interrupted her, "Mia, calm down. Paul will get there, chew her out, and she'll be back here before midnight."
Mia pouted, realizing that I could be right.
"But I can't stop thinking that something's wrong!" Mia cried, dropping her face into the crook of my neck.
I rubbed circles on her lower back, breathing in her sweet scent, "Then stop thinking."
"Oh yeah, because there's something else to distract me!" Mia snapped, sarcasm dripping off every word. She paused in her next rant and smirked at me, "Actually, that's a good idea," I gave her a wary glance. Wrapping her arms around my neck Mia smiled shyly, "you should distract me."
I could have jumped up and down (which I was in my head) as Mia smirked at me. Smirking myself, I wrapped my arms around her waist, "I can try."
"Good," Mia muttered just as my lips met hers. Like before, fire shot through my body, my heart seemed to beat so loudly, I was sure she could hear it. Mia's lips were the softest thing I had ever kissed, soft and tasted so sweet. As her back met the couch, I attacked her neck, relishing in how warm and smooth her skin was. I couldn't help but smirk as a moan escaped Mia's lips, her head falling back. I could get used to distracting this girl.
~Midnight~
In all my life, well the short sixteen years of it, I had never thought I would love kissing someone so much, especially for so long. But as I kissed Mia, I couldn't imagine doing anything else. Ok, I could, but I kept those thoughts locked behind a gate, not daring to think or mention any of them in fears of the beating.
The room had to be on fire it was so hot, but when I took the chance to peek, I realized it wasn't. Mia seemed oblivious to it as I kissed her too warm skin, her nails raking down my arms as I nipped at her collarbone.
"Mia!"
"Ow!" Mia cursed as her head shot up, connecting with mine. I mimed pain, rubbing my temple as Mia held her forehead. She flipped around on the couch, kneeling, panic in her eyes. Zoey was standing in the doorway, smirking.
"Awe, did you finally get what you want? Another boy toy," Zoey sneered, her speech slurred.
Mia jumped off the couch, capturing he sister in a hug, "You scared me! I thought something had happened to you! Paul went out to go get you, but he hasn't come back. I tried calling you but you hung up on me. Where were you?"
Chill the fuck out," Zoey threw her jacket on the couch, dizzily walking towards the hallway.
Mia stayed quiet, blinking slowly as she watched her sister, and then it finally dawned on her, "Are you drunk?"
Zoey laughed, "No," she grabbed onto the wall, "Ok, a little bit."
"What?" Mia muttered stepping forward, "What the hell did you drink?"
"Not sure," Zoey sang. Mia grabbed her sisters arm as Zoey stumbled again, "But Cole gave me this blue stuff and it was wow."
"What?" Mia screeched. I grabbed hold of Zoey as she let her go, "Why the hell would you take drugs from Cole?"
"For fun," Zoey rolled her eyes, "Loosen up a bit Mia."
"God Paul is going to kill you," Mia ran a hand through her hair, watching as Zoey chatted to herself under her breathe, "Let's get you in bed, maybe Paul will think you came home when he left."
"Oh fuck Paul!" Zoey spat, "And I don't want to go to bed"
"Zoey, I'm not in the mood," Mia sighed. She said no more as she led the way to Zoey's bedroom. I waited in the hall as Mia helped her sister get dressed, and then turned the light off and closed the door. Mia sighed again, leaning against the wall with me, "I don't know what's wrong with her."
I said nothing, not knowing what to say to Mia to make her feel better.
"Ugh, she gave me a migraine," she groaned, dropping her head into her hands.
"Everything's going to be ok love," I whispered, pulling Mia into my arms. I kissed her forehead, pulling back as I felt how warm it was.
"No it's not," Mia muttered, fisting my shirt.
"Yes it will," I argued, "Paul will get mad, sure, but he'll get over it. Zoey might just be grounded until she's thirty."
"Like that would stop her!" Mia laughed, and then cringed.
"Maybe you should lay down, I suggested, allowing Mia to lead me to her room. Before I could leave, her hand clamped down on my arm.
"Don't leave," she pleaded, sitting up.
If I stayed, and Paul caught us, I would be dead. But as I looked into Mia's pleading eyes, I couldn't make myself say no. Pulling her into my arms, I laid down next to Mia, burying my face in her hair.
"I won't ever leave you," I whispered, placing one last kiss on her lips, before watching her fall asleep.