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"I can't believe we graduate tomorrow." I say, looking at Ariel and Aly who made their way into my room.
"I know, right. I hate to admit it, but I'm going to miss this craziness we call high school." Ariel said.
"You know what Peter Pan said; 'Don't grow up. It's a trap.' He was right." Aly said, sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Where are the guys?" I say, wondering where everyone was.
"I think I hear them downstairs." Aly said.
"Were they up all night?" Ariel asked.
"I think so." Aly said.
"Please tell me that Brian is gone now." I say, kind of sad.
"I don't think so." Aly said.
"What is wrong with you, Ash?"
"I don't want him getting hurt."Ariel asked, putting her hand on my forearm. I looked at her with a saddened look in my eyes.
"That's not a reason to literally push him away." Aly said, looking at me.
"I don't want him involved. It's the only way to keep him safe." I say, trying to ignore what they were saying.
"Why are you worrying about his safety when he's risking his to keep you safe?" Ariel said.
"I will not allow him to get hurt. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever." I say, getting up from the bed. Ariel looks and Aly and shrugs her shoulders. No one says anything for a while until we hear someone coming up the stairs. We start talking a little to make it not so awkward.
"Hey...can I talk to Ashley alone?" Brian said. With my back to him, I looked over at Ariel and mouthed "NO" but she ignored me and responded.
"Sure." Ariel said getting up. Aly follows.
"Look. I-" Brian started to say.
"You need to leave." I say, angry that he was still here after last nights argument.
"I'm not leaving." He said sternly.
"You need to." I say, turning around to face him.
"I'm staying." He said again in the same stern tone.
"I don't want you-" I say, but he cut me off.
"In the middle, I know I know. But I'm not leaving you or any of the others just because I'm at risk." Brian said, finishing my sentence and starting his own.
"I won't allow you to get hurt." I say, sitting down on the edge of my bed.
"If I do, it'll be protecting my best friends and fighting along side Scott, who has taught me everything." He said, sounding really sincere.
"I never wanted this lifestyle for you." I say, looking at him as he walks across my room and sits down across from me.
"I know. You took me in when my mom died and my dad left. I know you only want what's best for me, but I can make my own decisions." He said, looking me right in the eyes.
"You're the closest thing I've ever had to a brother. I won't allow you to get hurt or even die." I say, trying not to cry.
"Don't think like that. I'm here to stay. I'm not leaving you to fight by yourself." He said, reaching across and putting his hand on my arm.
"I won't be fighting by myself. I've got all of them. I just want you safe. I would take a bullet for you anyday. In this case, it would be a claw or a sword. Whichever comes first." I say, hoping he'll see that for what it was and make him leave.
"I won't leave. End of story." He said, getting up.
"Brian, please." I say, getting up from the bed.
"What was that about lastnight?" He said, looking a little frustrated and hurt.
"I don't want to hurt you. I'm just trying to protect you and myself from a world of hurt if something ever did happen to you. I wouldn't be able to contain myself if something were to happen to you, especially if I knew that there was a way to stop it."
"I'm not going to get hurt, Ashley."
"You don't know that."
"I have Scott as a mentor."
"That doesn't mean that you're ready for what's to come."
"You're not changing my mind, Ashley. I'm staying here to stand my ground and fight. As long as I'm alive, NONE of you will get hurt." Brian said, walking out of my bedroom. I wanted to collapse and cry. I could feel my heart in my throat. I felt sick, like I was going to faint or throwup. Or both. I sat on my floor with a blank look on my face. Scott came walking in, followed by Stiles.
"What is going on with you?" Scott said, looking at me a little worried. He sat next to me and Stiles stood against my doror frame.
"I don't want him hurt."
"He's good at what he does, Ashley." Stiles said.
"I trust you as his teacher that you've taught him well. I just...he's the closest thing I've had to a brother and I couldn't live with myself if something happened to him." I say, tears starting to well up in my eyes and slowly roll down my cheeks.
"It'll be okay." Scott said, pulling me in for a hug.
"Scott, promise me. Promise me that you'll protect him. Please." I say, as tears start to fall. Scott looked at Stiles and acknowledged my request.
"I will." Scott said, remembering the promsie they all made with Brian lastnight. Stiles left Scott and I alone, and I sat in my room with Scott and cried and talked. I was worried that something was going to happen before we could react or plan. I was worried that my friends would turn up dead from this. I didn't want to lose anymore than I already have. It helped talking with Scott, but I knew that nothing could stop the bad things that will be happening very soon.