Next Day, Arizona, Paige's House, 8:54 AM...
The atmosphere in the Knight household was pretty mild. Paige had just woken up a few minutes earlier, and was now in the bathroom, brushing her teeth and washing her face. She had on a black shirt and purple pajama pants. Downstairs, her brother Zak was sitting on the couch, watching the news for a little bit before he had to head out for work. He'd just finished making his little sister breakfast and was about to call her down to eat, but was distracted by a story that had just popped up. The headline read, "Teen Arrested After Attempted Stabbing." As the story went on, Zak saw something that honestly took him by total surprise.
"Uh, Paige?! You might wanna come and look at this!" He yelled.
Upstairs, Paige had just walked out of the bathroom when she heard him.
"Okay, be down in a sec!"
She came downstairs, and the first thing she saw was Zak's extremely concerned face turned to her. She let out a chuckle.
"What's got you all worked up, bro?"
He pointed at the TV screen. When she saw what was on it, her eyes went wide, and she had to do a double take.
"Is that... Is that Shane?"
Indeed it was. He was on there talking about what had transpired the previous night, and Paige couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Stabbing... Murder? Oh. My. God." She worriedly said out loud.
Zak saw the time, and realized he had to leave now. But, before he left he suggested that Paige call Shane to make sure he was alright. You didn't have to tell her twice. In a flash, she was back upstairs to get her phone that was still on the charger in her room. She pulled it out, and frantically unlocked it before quickly calling her best friend.
11:59 AM (Remember, different time zones), New York, Shane's House...
"So, I called the kid's mom. She said she'd be over as soon as she gets off of work. Just let him sleep for now. Nothing's broken, but he's bruised pretty badly obviously, so rest is the best medicine for him right now." Kevin told Becky.
They nodded and then went to the living room, where Alexa was waiting on the couch. She had come over out of concern for Dean, and wanted to know how he was doing after last night.
"How is the idiot?" She asked.
Shane chuckled.
"The idiot's doing fine, kid. He just needs to rest. His mom's coming by in a few hours to pick him up." He informed.
"Oh okay. Good to know. Poor guy. You know Alicia's not getting charged as an adult? That's total bullshit." Alexa fumed.
Becky sighed.
"Honestly, I don't care what happens to her. I just want my boyfriend to be okay."
Shane and Alexa both felt for the normally upbeat girl, now completely rocked with worry and concern. Price wrapped her in a side hug.
"Don't you worry. My dad's taking good care of him for now."
At that moment, his phone started ringing. It was sitting on the coffee table by the couch.
"Could you get that, Alexa?" Price asked.
She did what she was asked of, but not before taking a look at who was calling. She was slightly surprised at who it was.
"It's that Paige girl." She informed while handing him the cellphone.
"Paige? Wonder what she wants."
He answered it, and put the phone to his ear.
"Yo?"
"Shane Price! What happened last night?!" The British girl angrily yelled.
Shane cringed at her loud voice against his eardrum.
"Ahh, goddamn woman. Calm down, seriously."
"I just saw you on the news talking about a fucking murder attempt! I will not calm down! You have any idea how worried I am right now?! Are you hurt?! Did someone attack you?! What the fuck happened?!"
"Alright, alright, I'll tell you what happened, just stop yelling in my ear. Me and Alexa went on a double date at a park with Dean and Becky. They got together, by the way. Dean went into the woods to take a leak, and he said his ex girlfriend came out of nowhere. The rest of us heard a scream, so we went to go see what was going on and check on Dean. Next thing we know, Dean's on the ground coughing up blood while someone's standing over him with a knife in their hand. Becky went psycho, and bullrushed them, before punching them over and over again. We didn't see that it was Dean's ex, Alicia, until after I pulled Becky off of her. Alexa called the cops, and that was the end of it. I didn't get hurt at all, don't worry."
That made Paige calm down at least a little bit.
"Oh, okay, okay. That's good to hear. What about your Dean friend? He didn't actually get shanked at all, did he?"
"Nah, nah, he's all good. Got a few bruises, but it's nothing too serious. Ambrose is hardheaded and stubborn, but he's also a tough dude."
Paige softly chuckled.
"I see why you two get along so much. You're both stubborn bastards."
"Ya got that right, Midnight. So yeah, everyone's fine, and you'll still see me in a few weeks, okay?" Shane assured her.
"Okay. Next time, tell me as soon as something like this happens." She said.
"You got it, no problem. Talk to you later."
"Bye, love."
And with that, Shane hung up the phone and shoved it in his pants pocket.
"She was freaking out because they aired the news story about what happened last night and she saw it. Scared we got hurt." He explained to the two girls.
Becky was surprised.
"I'm surprised she even cared about the rest of us. Other than you, she hasn't even met us. I don't even know who that was."
"It's my friend from where I used to live. Technically she already met Alexa, and Seth for that matter through the phone. But, she's knows about you and Dean, and the rest of my friends cause of me. Don't worry, I put in a good word for you guys." He joked.
"Oh. That makes sense, I guess."
"She's British, you know."
That for whatever reason annoyed Alexa.
"No one asked, Price. Who cares?" She snapped.
"Whoa, whoa. Where did the hostility come from?" Shane asked, surprised at his girlfriend's outburst.
"I'm not being hostile! I'm just saying, every time you talk about that girl, you bring up the fact that she's British. Big deal."
At that point, Shane realized the actual reason why she was so pissed.
"Alexa... You don't have to be jealous."
"What?! I am not!" She defended herself.
"Eh, I don't know. Ya sound pretty jealous to me." Becky chimed in, smirk on her face.
Shane crossed his arms and shot her a knowing luck. Little Miss Bliss however, wouldn't budge.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that? I said I'm not jealous!"
He kept looking.
"I'm fucking not!"
Shane. Eyes. Still. Alexa. Won't. Stop.
"Alright, that's it. I'm out of here!
She got up off of the couch, and left, but before she walked out, once more she proclaimed, "I'm not jealous!"
Becky and Shane shared a look.
"Girls, am I right?" The fiery haired lass said.
Shane sighed.
"Tell me about it, Lassy."
