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°•° The Sargent Jasper °•°
----------- Gramps had to be kidding. Move in with five men I didn't fucking know!? And one of them was the Russian.
No way.
I wasn't fucking leaving.
"Brett?" Gramps questioned nervously as he stood beside the Toma Team.
"Gramps, don't take any offense to this," I told him, "But have YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND!?" I yelled, Gramps jumped and rolled his eyes, "You be quiet now Brett. This is the best option." Gramps sternly.
Silas wrapped his around me pulled me close, "Can't she move in with us?" He frowned deeply--shooting a glare over to the still smirking Raven.
"Not right now---she can spend the night at your place. But until Volto is hunted down and captured---she must stay with the Toma Team." Mom frowned sadly as I slumped my shoulders.
"Can I still see Atlas and Wil? And go to school?" They would still let me see my best friends, right? And I couldn't miss school---I was so close to graduation--even though I started in the middle of the school year.
"Everything else will be normal Brett; you can still see your friends and go to school." The deep smokey voice answered as a gorgeous native American man stepped forward. He had beautiful hazel eyes and complemented his olive-toned complexion I envied his beautiful skin. His long dark hair was pulled up in a man-bun at the back of his head, and he wore black-framed glasses his face.
"Okay." I replied quietly with a sad frown as I looked at the boys. Gabe grasped my hand and pulled up the stairs. "Let's get your stuff packed Sparky." He forced a smile and ushered me inside my room.
"I'll still be able to see you, right?" I asked him worriedly as he stopped suddenly and turned around. Gabe's face softened as he pulled me into his warm embrace, "Nothing will be able to stop me from fucking seeing your beautiful face. Not even that Russian prick!" He sneered causing me to laugh.
"Agreed," Silas grinned as Victor, Luke, and Nathan stepped into the room. "Hey guys," I smiled over to them as they took a seat on my bed. I trotted over and pulled myself up, so I sat on Luke's lap.
"We made our escape up here---Owen's fucking pissed at Phil." Victor sighed, pulling my feet onto his lap and massaging my legs. "Hmmm..." I sighed in delight as I slumped against Luke who chuckled lowly.
"Everything will be alright Pancake. As much as I hate to admit it---you're in safe hands." He admitted as I twirled his hair around my finger. "I agree---but Owen doesn't seem to." Victor grinned, "It's something else though--" Silas sighed annoyed, "Like he knows something we don't."
"It's because I do gentlemen." Owen stated coldly from the doorway. "Owen!" I smiled as he came inside, closing the door behind himself. "Darling---tell them." He ordered.
"I'm good." I paled as their attention was drawn towards me; "It's not necessary." I explained coolly--as Gabe handed me a bag full of my things. "What happened?" Luke questioned. I glared sharply at Owen as he opened his mouth--but as he glanced at me, catching my glare--he closed it.
"Fine." He snapped as I grinned smugly at him. "When do I have to leave?" I asked, getting up from Luke and Victor's lap, clutching my bag. "In five minutes." Owen replied, crossing over to my side.
"Okay." I sighed and grabbed his hand, along with Silas' as we walked down. "I'll miss you!" I grinned and pecked Silas and Victor on the lips sweetly--before doing the same with Nathan, Luke and Gabe before we joined the others outside. As expected it was dark outside as Gramps, Mom, the boys and the Toma Team stood outside. "Bye Mom, Bye Gramps...I love you!" I spoke quietly; kissing them on their cheeks. Gramps sneakily handed me my Beretta. I grinned back as he winked quickly before I put it into my bag.
Gramps was fucking badass.
"Bye guys." I waved sadly at them as Axel placed a hand on my back and helped me inside the large SUV. "Don't worry Brett, you'll see them soon." He assured. I nodded without replying and stepped into back.
As the six men piled inside the car--Raven beside Axel; a man with soft brown hair, cut close but longer on the top; and it pushed to the side smiled at me, "I'm Marc Weiland---nice to meet you." He smiled cheerfully, giving me a wink.
It was that moment I noticed his eyes; one blue and one green.
Heterochromia. Beautiful.
"Brett. Nice to meet you too." I smiled as I continued to observe his broad shoulders and the sand dollar dangling from his neck. "I'm Brandon--this is my brother Corey." The blonde broud-shouldered man with sun-kissed skin spoke up from next to me; giving me cold nod. His cerulean blues eyes gazed at me unfeelingly--but I could detect the sadness within them. Corey on this other hand looked identical to Brandon--the only difference between them was their eyes. Corey's was happy--full of sunshine and fucking rainbows.
"Nice to meet you." I smiled
"Здравствуй, Маленький Фейерверк. Я Рейвен. Можешь называть меня своим будущим мужем." Raven purred and I wrinkled my nose.
"No thanks." I snapped back, hoping to piss him off.
No such luck.
He only smirked; "I will change your mind." He purred once again. I tried to hold back my shudder--I really did but that accent was so sexy. Damn!
"You'll be staying with Marc, Raven, and I. Sound good?" Axel questioned and I nodded.
"Thank you." I wasn't thrilled about having to move--but I was grateful they were helping me.
I wasn't a bitch [only to people who deserved it].
"Your welcome." Axel smiled. "Will I be okay to tell Atlas and Wil where I'll be at?" I questioned.
"If course." Corey smiled as I looked back at him gratefully. I giggled slightly as he flushed and looked down.
"It'll be like a very long sleepover---don't worry hun, we'll keep you occupied!" Marc winked.
Was I the only one who dectected the double meaning?
Nope, by the hard glare on Brandon's face, and the large smirk on Raven's they understood as well.
"I doubt you'd be able to handle me," I joked back. Marc stared at me wide-eyed as he choked.
"Didn't expect that?" I rose a brow teasingly. Axel chuckled lowly as he parked in front of a large apartment building.
Wow. It was gorgeous!
"You'll fit right in,
"You'll fit right in," He smirked back at me, "Welcome to the Sargent Jasper Brett."
A/N:
What's with Brandon's attitude, hmm?
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Chapter Russian Translation: "Hello, Little Firecracker. I am Raven. You may call me your future husband."
