Wandering Hearts | 18+

12.) Moon Beams

" Stars got tangled in her hair
Whenever she played in the sky."
~ Laini Taylor

CHAPTER TWELVE.

I blink a couple of times and stare at Holly. "Uh... why?"

"We were arguing over the temperature, it was freezing in here. And it just happened."

"That just doesn't happen. You were so cold you felt the need to get laid?"

"Kinda." She shrugs. "He offered to warm me up as a joke, but I told him that I wouldn't mind."

I pull her out of his apartment and close the front door. "Holly, I can't believe this. You don't like him."

"So? He doesn't like me either."

"He's been through a lot. Just, don't hurt him."

She scoffs. "Paisley, I'm not stupid."

"I didn't say you are."

"I know he's been through a lot." She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms.

"Oh, hello!" A middle age guy chirps, staring at Holly's bare legs.

I step in front of her. "Look away."

"Bitch." He murmurs.

Holly steps from behind me. "Nobody calls my sister a bitch, you dillhole!"

The guy takes a step closer to her, he raises his hand like he's going to hit her. She flinches and I kick the guy where the sun doesn't shine. He falls to the floor and groans. I push Holly into Wesleys apartment and go to lock the door. The door swings open, hitting me square in the face. My head flings back, causing me to fall backwards into Holly. We fall to the floor, I place my hand on my nose and see that it's bleeding. Holly helps me off the floor, he lunges towards us and I push Holly out of the way as she screams. Wesley comes running out of the bathroom, shirtless. He runs up to the guy punching him in the face, knocking the guy out cold.

Holly pushes herself off the floor and rushes to me. "Oh my God, Paisley, are you okay?!"

I nod and wipe my nose with my hand.

She pulls her phone out and starts to dial nine-one-one. Wesley grabs the phone out of her hands and ends the call. "Holly, take Paisley into the bathroom, I'll take care of this."

*******

Wesley walks into the bathroom and places a bag of ice on my face. "Are you okay Paisley?"

"I will be."

He pulls on a plain black shirt and rakes his fingers through his dark hair. "Holly, are you okay?"

She nods, "Yeah. What did you do to the guy?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Did you kill him?" She inquires, hopping off the bathroom counter.

"No, I did not kill him. Just stop asking questions." He commands.

"Gee, I only asked one question. I would like to know if I would be contacted by the cops and accused of murder." She grumbles.

"Well, you won't." He sighs and glances at me. "Did he touch either of you?"

"No, but he was going to punch Holly-"

"So she kicked him in the nuts." She informs him. She curls a piece of her blonde hair around her finger and looks at Wesley. "Thats why he charged at us."