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Chapter 6

The wolf and the man. Only one survivor. I caused the fight. It was my fault. Whose side? Who was I hoping would win? Who…

I woke gasping from the same nightmare as always and…

Mother of…! Why the hell did my head hurt, like some freaking horses had used it as a doormat? I groaned and rolled over. This bed was so soft. I could marry this bed. And these sheets and… why did my pillow smell of a boys cologne? This wasn't my pillow! Or my bed. My bed wasn't this soft and cozy.

I said up to fast for my own good and was rewarded with an attack on my head. Why god, why had you created headaches? Was it really to punish those who gave in to temptation of alcohol? Alcohol? Wait, I didn't drink enough to get drunk last night. Oh, don't tell me… I momentarily forgot about spiced drinks and headaches, as something moved beside me. Not something. Someone!

Oh fuck, what did I do last night?

I fell out of the bed and moaned in pain. Now not only my head hurts, but also my left arm and my back.

"What the hell are you doing?" a familiar voice asked from the bed and few seconds after Kyle looked down at me.

"Falling" I said and looked down at myself. The only missing piece of clothing was my shoes. I sighed relieved and looked up at him. I wasn't quite ready to sit up again and I wouldn't even think about standing. The mere though made my stomach turn.

"How did I end up in your bed?" I asked suspiciously and eyed him. He wasn't wearing any shirt and good grief! Who had that kind of muscles in real life? He wasn't big like a bodybuilder. The muscles followed his slender body and curved right under his skin. I bet if I touched his chest, I would be able to feel them clearly.

Snap out of it, Cailyn! Why are you thinking of touching his chest, when there is more important matters to fill your head? Like how the hell you even ended up in his room or what happened last night. The last thing I remember was talking to him in front of Brady Wright's house and I think Logan and Timmy Ford was there too.

"You passed out and we decided it would be easier to bring you to here" he calmly explained.

"We?"

"Logan, Timmy and me. Logan lives with his mum and can't really just bring a passed out girl home, and Timmy has 4 siblings, so that was a no go too. I, on the other hand, lives alone so…" he got out of bed – he was wearing sweatpants – and was soon after wearing a grey t-shirt. He looked down at me with an amused expression.

"Why are you still laying on my floor?" he smirked.

"If I lay very still, I don't have to feel my headache" I simply explained and ignored his chuckle. He bends down and offered his hand. I didn't motion towards it, just simply looked at it.

"Take it and I will give you some painkillers, and some breakfast" he smiled playfully and I let him help me to my feet.

I automatically took my hand to my head, as the pain throbbed through my head, as if it wanted to crack my skull.

"Pain killers would be nice"

"Is it alright if I come by the garage tomorrow?" I suddenly asked while we were eating the scrambled eggs and bacon he had made in his tiny kitchen. He looked at me with at confused expression.

"My grandma finally talked me into getting my car checked" I hurried to explain and he smirked.

"You just come whenever"

We ate in silence for a couple of minutes. Kyle refilled his own plate, while I was still half done with my own. I tried my hardest to remember last night.

"So…" I started slowly and caught his attention once again. His eyes felt piecing while he waited for me to continue.

"What kind of embarrassing things did I say or do last night?" my questing made his eyes sparkle and turned his mouth into a huge grin. I knew there would be something?

"What makes you think that you did or said anything?" he teased.

"Just tell me if I should start digging my own grave or that it wasn't that bad"

He couldn't stop smiling that broad grin, and I just knew my face would turn bright red if he told me. It was just this feeling I had.

"Don't worry it's not that bad. You just…" he stood up while speaking and put the plate and fork he had used, in the sink before turning and looking at me. He was leaning against the counter, still with that grin plastered on his face.

"… had a hard time figuring out what was up and what was down. It was hell driving with you, because you were sleeping like a baby and when we got here, you kept asking for pizza, but forgot about two seconds later and…" he smirked.

"… I could go on for hours, but it's really a drag talking about how stupid you act when you are high" he couldn't help but laugh and as I predicted my face flushed. It could have been much worse.

"Thank you for taking me home with you, even though I obviously must have been hard to deal with. I don't know what would have happened if you guys haven't showed up" I had to say it, even if it sounded cheesy and stupid. If they haven't been there, I would have been in a much worse condition today. I didn't even dare to think about it. What if the person who drugged me, didn't just do it, to make a fool out of me? What if…

I looked away. I had lost my appetite. I guess I could easily have been raped, even though I didn't know what I was drugged with. I knew I said this before, but this was definitely the last time I went to Charlie's friend's parties. No matter what Charlie would say. They were boring, I was obviously not welcome and now this! Good grief!

"Why were you even there in the first place? Not that it's any of my business, but you didn't really seem to belong there" he asked more serious and I turned my gaze back to him with a snort.

"Of course I didn't belong there, those people hate me. I only participate in these kinds of social get-togethers, because my best friend begs me to and… because they provoke me to" the last part was said with slightly less force. I wasn't proud of being pushed around like that. I always told myself that I didn't care what they thought of me, but my actions showed different.

Kyle seemed thoughtful before he answered.

"Then why did she leave you in there?"

"He didn't leave me on purpose. That Violet bitch pulled him away as soon as we arrived. I am annoyed that he didn't find me again, but he's so clueless and naive. He probably thinks I can get along fine with those people" I said bitterly and saw as Kyle clenched his fists. I looked at him with surprise.

"He still shouldn't have left you in there" he just said before taking my plate and cleaning it. My answer was cut out by some noise just outside the apartment, and before we knew it, a guy came in through the door. There was no doubt in my mind, that this was the course of the noise. Wow, I never met someone who could be this loud without opening his mouth.

Kyle looked annoyed at the guy.

"What are you doing here?" he said with venom in his voice and I felt a little awkward. Who was this guy?

"Is that how you greet your long lost brother?" brother? Kyle had a brother? They didn't remind me of the other one bit, but… if you looked closely there might be some resemblance, like their noses.

"To be lost you have to be missed first" Kyle still sounded like he could kill his brother with no remorse or guilt. What had he done to deserve this hatred? They were brothers for God's sake! If I had any siblings, they would be way too precious to hate like this, but then again I couldn't really comment on this matter. Maybe it was just different when you got siblings. You took them more for granted and it was easier to hate them, if they did something wrong. Then again I was pretty sure this hatred had a deeper source than just "something wrong".

"I see you have company" Kyle's brother obviously chose to ignore his brother's remark and turned to me instead. That didn't help on the awkwardness at all!

I stood up and looked a bit hesitantly at Kyle. His face was drained from all that could be called emotions and thought, but he had clenched his fists. I looked back at his brother.

"I'm Cailyn, a friend of Kyle's" I simply introduced me to be polite and maybe ease the tensing a bit. It didn't really help much.

"I'm Ben, Mr. Sunshine's brother. When you get bored with him, come find me" he said with a large grin and winked. It was like his brother's hatred didn't affect him. Like he didn't really care and he only seemed to make it worse by the second.

"Kyle is more my type to hang out with" I shoot back. I didn't realize how much this Ben annoyed the crap out of me before I said that. Both brothers looked at me with surprise and I shrugged. Don't think I can't defend Kyle against his brother, because I can if he is this much of a dick.

"The kitten has claws" Ben looked amused at Kyle and now it was my turn to clench my fists. I quickly released it though.

"Well I better go. Thanks for letting me stay here, Kyle. See you around" I knew how it sounded, but I didn't care. His brother could think what he wanted. That prick.

"See you" he barely took his eyes of his brother who looked too amused for his own good. He eyed me as I went by.

"See you, kitten" he said with amusement.

"I hope not and don't call me that" I eyed him with a cold glare and sent Kyle a last apologic look before leaving the apartment. As I stepped outside it was like I could breathe clearly again. There had so much tension in there; you could almost feel it pulling you down like some heavy kind of gravity. I hoped Kyle was okay in there.

A/N: There will be Kyle POW in next chapter hope you'll like it n_n

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