As the World Falls Down
Chapter 2
David
It felt like I was flying, weightless in the air. I could feel the smile on my face as I buried my nose into the back of a leather jacket, my body taking a deep breath and inhaling the scent around me. Leather. Smoke. Salt water. Metal. Something a kin to the smell of copper. It was strange as the wind whipped through my hair, the howling of laughter as the others sped around us, crisscrossing like deranged maniacs.
"Hold on," the blond told me, before I felt the bike go fast accelerate further.
I felt myself clinging to him for dear life as I tried to hold on, feeling every bump of every root as we sped passed trees and around curves. The only thing to describe it would be a rollercoaster. Every rollercoaster had its high though and every rollercoaster had its downfall dive.
"Don't be scared!" he called out over the engine, gripping my hand as we flew over a creek bed, the bike groaning in an attempt to stay up right as it swerved slightly.
I was beginning to wonder if coming with these guys was a mistake. The question was answered though when we suddenly came to an abrupt halt, fingers curling into the blonde's side. I was a little put off when they all started laughing though.
"What a rush!" Paul cried out, a grin on his face as he feel off of his bike and to the ground.
The brunette kicked him lightly in the side with his boot, before shaking his head and calling him a nut. A nut, that was putting it nicely.
"Well, sweetheart, what'd you think?" the one in front of me asked, turning around with a grin on his face.
"You guys are nuts," I said flatly, eyeing the lot of them.
I still didn't know who he was or really any of them for a matter of fact. The only thing that I did know was that they were obviously some kind of little gang. That and the fact that they'd come to my so called rescue.
"See boys, she gets it," he laughed, before turning back to me with a slightly more serious look on his face. "So, you and the Surf Nazi's, huh?" he asked, taking a moment to look me over.
I narrowed my eyes slightly as I got off of the bike, moving a couple of feet away from him.
"Okay, one, they're nothing more than an annoyance. Two, I don't see how that would really be any of your business since I don't even know you," I pointed out, looking at the lot of them.
"How rude of me," he said, placing a hand on his chest in a playful manner. "My name is David," he said, introducing himself.
David. David. Somehow, that seemed to fit him. I wasn't really sure why, but I felt that it did.
"The big guy over there is Dwayne," David said, hiking a thumb at the brunette. "Stoner over there is Paul," he said, pointing at the one with long blonde hair that looked like it had been teased. "The runt is Marko," he laughed, pointing toward the curlicue.
"Okay, so what exactly are you guys?" I asked. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for the help," I assured him, crossing my arms over my chest.
"We're just a group of guys that like to have fun, brothers. What about you? Do you like to have fun, Alegra?" David asked.
The way that he said my name made me pause as he gave an amount of definition to it, his voice slightly husky as he stared at me. Paul merely laughed, waiting for my reply. David though, he smiled at me, the edges of his face soft as he leaned back against his back. It hadn't even registered with me that I was alone with four strange men in the middle of who knows where.
Alone.
As I looked at each of them, their demeanor seemed to remain the same, smiles ever present on their faces. It was strange really, the way that they seemed to wait on me.
"Depends on your definition of fun," I finally told him, turning back to David.
I watched as a sly smile pulled onto his face, trying to push away the idea of what it would mean. I was pleasantly surprised though when I felt him place a hand on my shoulder, pulling me back toward the bike.
"Ever been to Hudson's Bluff?"
T
I was at a loss for words as I stood there at the edge, listening to the waves as the crashed against the side of the cliff. I hadn't been there in years and it was refreshing to stand at the edge, enjoying the air as I swirled around me. Even the guys didn't seem to have a problem with it, merely smirking as they got even closer, dirt crumbling beneath them and falling into the sea.
"Doesn't seem like the idea of the drop bothers you too much."
I nearly jumped at the sound of David's voice, turning around to face him.
"Not really," I shrugged. "I used to come here as a kid tossing rocks off the side."
He laughed when I this, looking out at the waves. The ends of his hair fluttered around him as a breeze made it our way.
"You never did tell us why you were with those idiots," David point out, deliberately pressing the matter from earlier.
"Look, I don't know why you're so interested it that," I sighed, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Besides, we're much more fun," Paul laughed, tossing an arm around my shoulders and pulling me close.
After a moment, I ducked out of his grip, walking off behind him. As I said before, I didn't really care to be touched that much.
"Like I said, I appreciate the help and all, but they're just a bunch of morons," I told them. "I've been dealing with them for years, even before I started dating Mark."
"Mark?" Marko asked. "Is he one of those Surf Nazi's?"
I nearly laughed when he asked this, running a hand through my long hair. I'd probably have to get it cut soon. It was starting to get too long, which meant it was harder to take care of.
"No. No, he's not," I said, shaking my head. "That would be his brother Tom. The one that I decked in the face earlier."
Thinking on that, I looked down at my hand. It was a little red still, but it didn't hurt as bad as I thought that it would. Tom definitely had a hard head though.
"Looked like it got the job done."
I turned at the sound of the voice, realizing that it had been Dwayne. The brunette didn't seem like much of a talker. By the look of him though, he seemed to have a fairly calm and laid back demeanor. Granted, so far, David seemed to be a bit more laid back and care free.
"Yeah, well, I've picked up a thing or two over the years," I told him, before turning back to David. "Look, I don't want to be ungrateful, but can someone please take me home?" I asked, looking from one guy to the other.
I hadn't been lying when I'd told Mark that I was tired. The damn dog next door had been keeping me up and it was taking a toll on me. It had to already be passed midnight at this point, given how late I'd gotten off, and I was going on about three days with hardly any sleep.
"Please?" I asked, pleading with him.
It seemed like he was thinking it over for a moment, looking at his boys, a certain glint in his eyes.
"Boys, why don't you go get a bite to eat?" David suggested, holding his hand out for me.
I smiled at this, thankful that he was willing to take me home, instead of just trying to mess around. They'd gotten brownie points so far. If they kept it up, then they might be worth talking to after all of this.
T
It was a slow ride back, David deciding to take his time as he drove. The dull rumble of the bike allowing Alegra to relax against him. She'd explained to him how to get there, leaving him surprised at how out of the way that the place actually was. That wasn't what really surprised him though. No, what had truly caught his attention was how she'd actually managed to fall asleep against his back, her hands having come to rest limply on his thighs. In a normal situation he would have laughed, using it to his advantage and just draining the person. He felt that things were a bit different in this case though. After all, she'd held her own against a couple of Surf Nazi's, even managing to clip the one in the side of the face with her fist. Most women that he'd seen didn't have the guts.
Him and the boys had noticed them a little early on though, having been up on the board walk wandering when she'd been with her so called "boyfriend". The moron couldn't even stand up for his own girlfriend.
Shaking his head, David scoffed, pulling up onto an old gravel drive and making his way up the hill. The sound and uneven ground seemed to pull Alegra from her sleep as she let out a groan, burying her face even further into his leather clad back. He nearly laughed as he steered down the path, eyes trailing over the run down houses at the end. There was an old run down truck in the yard of one of them, the body rusted over with the bumper falling off. The house was a little one and a half story home. What would be the attic was a room, the window giving a partial view inside.
With his sharp eyes, he could see a couple of what would be posters, maybe a map even. That was all that he could see from his spot though, slowly pulling up and turning off the engine. To his annoyance he could hear the sound of a dog barking, narrowing his eyes at a nearby house. Alegra's house was one of several in the small area and yet was stuck with the annoyance. Apparently, he wasn't the only one to hear it though.
T
I wasn't sure when I'd fallen asleep against him, the sound of barking pulling me from my slumber. Slowly, I peeled myself off of David's back, my hands resting on his sides for a moment as I tried to blink away the sleep. Hearing the barking again, I felt my eyes set into a glare.
"God damn dog!" I hissed, pinching the bridge of my nose as I rested my forehead between his shoulders for a moment more. "Sorry for falling asleep," I sighed, stumbling slightly as I climbed off of his bike.
I was actually surprised that he'd managed to find his way considering where it was at. Again, I narrowed my eyes at Tiny, the little wire haired Terrier next door. Don't get me wrong, I like dogs, but this one was freaking annoying!
"Oh my God, Tiny, shut up!" I yelled, silencing him before he started up again, making me roll my eyes.
"What's with the mutt?" David asked, making his way over to the fence as Tiny continued to yep.
"He belongs to the neighbors," I told him. "Problem is, they never bother to bring the thing inside."
I wasn't sure if David even bothered to listen to what I'd said. Honestly, I didn't really care, my fatigue slowly winning over. Still, the little ankle bitter was annoying as I preferred Sheppards in general.
"Normally, I just spray the damn thing with the hose," I provided, making my way up onto the porch and reaching into my pocket.
I bypassed my wallet, fingering around for my keys. My brows furrowed as I searched my other one, before patting down my jacket, David watching me with curiosity. Without a word, I walked back down the stairs, moving over to the under siding of the porch. My hand brushed underneath for the spare, brows furrowing as I came back empty handed. That meant that my mother had lost her keys again and taken it.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" I growled, quickly making my way back onto the porch and up onto the wooden railing.
I could hear David laughing behind me as I balanced myself, grabbing hold of the overhead roofing and slowly pulling myself up. I felt him give me a little boost, helping me up the rest of the way. Once I made it up, I looked down at him, debating on what I wanted to do next. I was trying to decide if I wanted to invite him up, glancing over at the window that led to my room. Letting out a sigh, I threw caution to the wind.
"You wanna come up for a bit?" I asked, biting my lower lip.
I watched as a smirk made its way onto his face as he hopped up onto the railing, balancing himself with ease.
"Sure."
Smiling, I held my hand out to him.
"Here," I said, gesturing for him to grab a hold.
He grasped the offered appendage and within moments he was up on the oning with me, the smirk still present on his handsome face.
"I hope you don't plan on taking advantage of me," he said as we climbed into my room, shutting the window behind us. "You know, now that you have me all alone."
I laughed as he said this, shaking my head.
"You wish."
He seemed to take the joke as it was, walking around the room as I grabbed a change of clothes.
"Don't play with anything," I warned, walking into the bathroom.
It was something that one of my mom's friends had been nice enough to put in for us, that way I didn't have to go all the way downstairs just for the bathroom. When I stepped back out, I was dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top. I found David staring at a couple of pictures as I tossed my clothes in the hamper, placing my wallet on the nightstand.
"These your parents?" he asked, holding up a small wooden picture frame.
I walked over, coming to stand beside him, my eyes trailing over the frame. It was a photo of my mom and dad when I was about four years old, a smile on all of our faces. One of the neighbors down the way had taken it for us. I felt a smile make its way to my lips as I took in the sight of my dad. His hair had been dark like mine, his eyes a gorgeous blue. He had a strong face, but I'd only inherited a few of his facial features, mine coming out a lot softer than his. My mom on the other hand had a head of fiery red hair and green eyes. Between the two of them, I'd come to have dark brownish red hair and green blue eyes.
"Yeah," I breathed out. "That was a long time ago though."
After a moment of standing there, I turned back toward the bed, flopping down onto my back as I stared up at the wooden ceiling.
"Where are they now?" he asked, the sound of him setting the frame back down making it to my ears.
"Mom's always out somewhere with one of her friend," I sighed. "She likes to indulge."
I heard him laugh at the comment.
"What about your dad?" he asked, sitting down beside me on the bed, the mattress bouncing slightly from the weight.
"Don't know," I shrugged. "Haven't seen him since I was five."
After that, things seemed to go quiet for a while, sleep slowly clawing at my brain. I could feel my eyes drooping as my breathing evened out. My body began to grow heavy and relax as my head slowly fell to the side toward David. I could faintly hear Tiny barking outside, my brow creasing. Dumb dog. Small, dumb dog.
"Stupid…mutt," I muttered, letting out a breath of air as my mind began to fog over.
"Get some sleep princess," I heard David whispered, feeling myself being turned and covered.
"David…" I whispered, forcing my eyes back open a hair.
"Shh…" he smiled, pressing a finger to my lips. "Just sleep. We'll meet again."
With that, I was lost to the world, the weight of the bed gone and the gentle caress of sleep lulling me into darkness.
Alright everyone that was the second installment for As the World Falls Down. Please let me know what you think? Also, let me know what you would like to happen. Where should things go in the story. Please help me with ideas? Any little things could help. Thanks again everyone!