Saige POV
Feeling the sun starting to shin in the bedroom I shared with my sister in our small white two bedroom house. A groaned escaped my mouth as I looked up at my alarm clock. 5:57 a.m. Only 3 more minutes until my blissful quiet sleep would be ruined.
"HEY! You lazy ass free loader! Get your lazy ass up!" Bellowed the whining deep husky voice that belonged to my step dad Charlie. Sighing and ignoring him I pulled the sheet back over my head hoping to indulge in those last three minutes.
"Two more days..Just two more days of this shit." I muttered sleepily. Two more days until I turned 18 then I could finally go visit Marnie. I miss her so much.
Hearing the bedroom door crack a bit I tensed fearing it was Charlie about to dive right into the first around of our daily fights. As you can tell Charlie and I get along as well as a cat and water. Not at all.. But hearing soft foot steps instead of Charlies usual rampaging ones I knew who was in the room. Smiling I closed my eyes pretending to still be asleep. Feeling the sheet slowly being pulled off I bite the inside of my cheek fighting back a smile. But I knew Gwen wasn't really buying it.
"Come on Saige...Sir Jerk Off is one of this moods today!" Begged the soft quiet voice of my sister. Gwen let out an annoyed ugh sound. She knew I was faking it. Leaning my head a bit over I could see her just slightly out from under my pillow. Smiling Gwen tip toed over to my Ac/Dc poster hanging up on the wall, grabbed the edge of it starting to act like she was going to tear it.
I jumped up putting my arm around Gwen's neck pulling her back down on the bed with me.
"Now you know I've hurt people for less right little sister? I grinned still feeling half asleep. I needed to wake up though if I was going to do any piercings at the tattoo parlor where I worked.
"Got you up didn't it?" Gwen smiled smugly patting my wrist slightly. I let her go. "Come on. It's pay-day for you. That's something to be happy about right?
Reaching over I put my hand over her mouth. "Shh lower your voice. Yeah. As long as we keep it to a hush. I'm actually getting paid early this month and I don't want Sir Jerkoff knowing about then trying to take what I rightfully earned. With this check I'll have enough to go see Marnie in Santa Carla." I replied getting up and heading over to my dresser. I pulled on a pair of black jeans along with my ac/dc tank top.
"Lucky. Wish Mom would let me go with you." Gwen frowned sadly. I wished the same. I've actually been trying to convince our Mom to let Gwen come with me. In truth I was hoping Gwen and I could make it to Santa Carla and never come back. Turning 18 I could legally be Gwen's guardian and she could transfer schools. Then we both could get the hell away from here. Turning 18 I was free to go. But Gwen was still only 16.
I was fairly light-skinned with shoulder length light red hair, two ear piercings in each ear, and a heart tattoo with a rose wrapped around it along with the name Will. The name of our real Dad. He was killed in a car crash not long after Gwen had just turned 7 and I turned 9.
Gwen on the other hand though she had the same skin color as me. Her hair was more of a chestnut-brown like our Dads had been. I inherited Mom's red hair. But we both were proud of have Dad's hazel eyes. I was 5'4 as Gwen was 5'3.
"Come on already! I'm going to bed late for school and you're going to be late for work!" Gwen complained firmly. After pulling my hair back in a ponytail I couldn't help but giggle. Gwen was starting to sound as worry sum as our Mother.
"About time you got up!" Charlie said in the usual snotty "I"m the boss of this house" tone. You're Mom's left already." Mom was a waitress in a 24 hour dinner. It was common for her to have shifts that lasted from 5 a.m to 6 p.m.
"You know it's getting old that you label me as a free loader when I actually have a job. Verses you who sits in front of his drinking buddy's garage all day long with a Budweiser in their hand." I slapped my mouth shut the minute I realized what I just said. Too late. Charlies big burly hand reached for my ponytail yanking me back against the kitchen wall..
"Listen you little bitch. As long as you are under my roof. You will not talk to me like that get me?" Charlie growled. His break smelled of beer already. Gwen stepped into the kitchen wearing a long button up blue dress that stopped just past her knees. Sleeveless she wore a white t-shirt underneath it. Charlie roughly let go me now having his sights on Gwen. Sickening isn't it?
"You look awful nice Gwen." Charlie chuckled leaning on the counter watching Gwen while she grabbed an apple. Gwen didn't even look at him. Focused most of her attention on the apple. Gwen had trouble standing up to Charlie. He reached over brushing his fingers on her arm.
I grabbed my bag along with Gwen's arm. "You're a sick bastard you know that!"
Charlies face turned red with boiling anger. Gwen sped up her walking as I dragged her out behind me to the small four door grey ford escort out front. Turning the key in the ignition I looked over at Gwen who was still shaking.
"You alright?" It was a stupid question I know. But I asked anyway. Gwen sighed leaning her head back against the seat.
"I really hope Mom lets me go with you to Santa Carla. You're the only one who actually keeps that sicko off of me." Gwen spoke quietly. I reached over pulling my little sisters head on my shoulder.
"Hope so too. Don't know how much longer I can resist taking a butter knife and stabbing his eyeball." I said reaching over to turn on the radio. Nothing like music to relax a person. The plain truth is Charlie that was a sick pervert. Only thing that stood between him and Gwen was me. We tried telling Mom about it only to be called liars for our troubles.
"Think Marnie is happy in Santa Carla?" Gwen asked changing the subject.
"Seems to be. She's met someone. Some guy named David. He's a biker. Never pictured Marnie with a biker." I let out a small laugh. Gwen and I both missed Marnie. Marnie was one of the few friends I had that actually met our Dad before he died. Also she never protested to Gwen joining us when we use to ride our bikes all over Phoenix.
"A biker huh? Hmm sometimes bikers belong to gangs. Think he does?" Gwen asked with a mischievous gleam in her eye.
"He has brothers I know that. I talked to one of them though for only 5 seconds before Marnie took the phone back from him. Sounded nuts to be honest. Said his name was Paul. The others are Dwayne and Marko if I remember correctly.. I answered pulling up to Gwen's school. "Gwen...if I ever got to where I could leave this place..would you come with me?"
Gwen's eyes went huge at the thought. "In a heart beat." I can't take living here anymore. I'm tired of living in fear in that house." Gwen grabbed her pack then stepped out of the car heading inside the high school. I dropped out of school settling for my GED so I could focus on getting a job to help out at home.
Reaching under the passenger seat for a steel lock box. I unlocked it to check on the wad of cash I've saved up. 2000 wasn't much but it was enough to make a fresh start. Maybe in Santa Carla.
Paul POV
"MARNIE! WHEN IS SHE GETTING HERE! I yelled impatiently. Ever since I heard Saige's voice of the phone that night I couldn't stop thinking about her. Which was irritating in my opinion. Taking a deep breath I walked into Marnie's room only to find she and David...In bed...Naked.
"Paul...You and Marko give the phrase bad timing a whole new meaning." David said as Marnie covered herself up biting back a laugh.
"Look you two can bang for all eternity. This is important!" I snapped urgently looking at Marnie.
"Two days Paul.. Saige said she would be on her way in two days." Marnie answered sounding exasperated but still smiled.
"That's too long. I need her here now so I can prove this whole soul mate thing is a load of bull!" David pulled on his pants and boots then pushed me out of the room.
"Look. Two days she's already said two fucking days Paul. And I thought this whole soul mate thing was bull myself until I met Marnie. But news flash it's very real. So you can ever accept it...deal with it...get over it..Whatever just get ahold of yourself! David snapped. "Oh and...TRY KNOCKING ON THE WALL BEFORE YOU BARG IN THERE AGAIN!
Marko howled laughing as he walked over to me handing over a joint. Right I needed something to calm my nerves. I'm not ready to settle down yet. I mean come on I'm Paul. Chicks dig me. I dig them. I make them happy.. They make me happy and we happily go our separate ways. I have never had one by my side permenatly before and I'm not ready for that now.
"Ah cheer up ya ass monkey. You may actually like the girl." Marko laughed patting my back.
"And you were the one who said she was welcomed to visit. " Dwayne added looking up from his book. Great the guy was a man of few words and he choose this moment to become a comedian.
"Right! He did didn't he? If this is a pretty friend of Marnie's you're always welcomed to visit!" Marko mimicked my first encounter with Saige.
"Relax Paul. Why don't you try meeting her before you go ballistic?" Marnie suggested trying to play the peacemaker after she emerged from her and David's room fully clothed. "Besides I want to see my friend so whether you feel comfortable with her or not. Best get use to it." Marnie flicked my nose as she headed towards the entrance. "I'm hungry who wants to go with me?"
"I'll have a cute little Italian girl with a dash of ...sage on her." Marko teased dodging the fist I swung at him. " Oh don't get all moody or else I'll get Marnie to kick your ass."
"Oh please don't give me anymore reason to want to kick his ass then I already have..." Marnie muttered following David out.
"Look it's just. I totally am not husband material. Or Mate material or whatever! I'm a slob half the time. I drink. I get high." I continued down the list of reasons why I felt this soul mate thing wasn't for me.
"Well you have the slob thing correct." Dwayne agreed kicking over the beer can pyramid Marko and I had worked on.
"Wow. This is going to be interesting. Because Saige can be somewhat of a neat freak." Marnie laughed.
Great...just..great...
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A/N Thought I'd give it a try on a Paul story. Reviews are welcomed please let me know if I'm doing Paul justice hehe!