Cry Little Sister - A [Fifty Shades] Christian and Mia Grey #fanfic

Cry Little Sister

Blue masquerade
Strangers look up
When will they learn this loneliness?
Temptation heat
Beats like a drum
Deep in your veins...

July 2009

Despite my protests and against my better judgement, mom and dad have let Mia go off on her first date tonight with that loser Cody Harrington. He'd taken her to Prom recently; which was fine as thanks to my overly generous donation to the Prom fund, it automatically guaranteed I was made guest of honour. I didn't particularly want to make a donation or go to my little sisters Prom, but it at least ensured I could monitor what that Dipshit did with Mia all night, without arousing suspicion. I also had Welch do a background check on him and it annoyingly revealed nothing untoward. Unfortunately, Mia overheard me telling dad about the background check and went ballistic. I've never seen her so angry in her 18 years. She called me an obsessive, overprotective, stalker! I was totally taken aback and she got a mouthful off dad, but she hasn't spoken to me since, which is hurting me more than anything she said - sticks and stones and all that. Dad had told me they were going for a burger and then catching a movie tonight - which having followed them - is why I am now parked up opposite the movie theatre like an obsessive, overprotective, stalker!

I chuckle to myself. Mia losing her temper at me was shocking but also incredibly funny. Seeing that beautiful face crumpling and going a very fetching shade of purple...
I sober up and sigh. Maybe she's right. Maybe I am obsessive and overprotective. I can't help it. I always have been when it comes to her. Elliot found her annoying from day one. But then Elliot found me annoying from the offset too. I'm sure he still does, but he has mellowed with age. And sex. My dear brother is much more calmer when he's having sex regularly. Technically, so am I. We are actually more alike than we like to admit.
I run my hand through my hair in agitation. Maybe I am being ridiculous. Welch would have found even the remotest misdemeanour on this Dipshit if there was anything. Mom and dad were happy to trust him with Mia, so perhaps I should too. I have to learn to let go. I want her to be a confident, independent adult and me skulking around on stakeouts isn't going to help her. Sighing sadly I go to turn the ignition key. A sudden movement out of the corner of my eye has me turning my head. To my utter surprise Mia is now standing outside the theatre doors. I glance at my watch in confusion.
That was a short film...And where's Dipshit?
I look back at Mia and she is rubbing at her eyes.
Wait...Is she...Crying..?
Within a heartbeat I'm out of the car and in her face, grasping her by the shoulders.
"MIA! Are you okay?" I ask sharply.
Seriously - where IS that fucker?
Startled large, watery brown eyes meet mine. "Christian..." She whimpers in relief and throws her arms around my waist, buries her head in my chest and hugs me tight.
I wrap my arms around her trembling frame and kiss the top of her head. "Mia...What happened?" I ask softly.
"Cody..." She begins in a whisper. "He put his arm round my shoulder and then grabbed my..."
"MOTHERF**CKING-SON-OF-A-BITCH!" I snarl, grabbing Mia's arms and stepping away. "I'll KILL that little prick!"
"Christian! Please, no! Let's just get out of here!" She pleads desperately.
I take a couple of steps back and run a hand through my hair. I need to calm the f**k down or I will tear the f**king theatre apart until I find the little bastard. Suddenly the doors swing open and the little f**cker comes out. I take a step back into the shadows.
If he apologises, maybe I won't break his face.
"There you are!" He breathes. "I couldn't find you in the theatre!" He smiles and reaches out for her. "Are you coming back in or are you going to continue to be a little prick tease?"
FUCKER!!
I explode out of the shadows at him, making Mia yelp and Cody shriek like a girl. In seconds I have him in a wrestlers Nelson hold.
"AHHH! What the f**k?" He tries to turn his head to see my face but I stay in his blind-spot, my dark hoody covering the majority of my features.
"Apologise to the lady." I growl in his ear. Mia stands and stares in open-mouthed shock.
"Wh-Who the f**k are you?"
Mia opens her mouth but I give her a warning glare and she shuts it again.
"Me? I'm your worst f**king nightmare, Asshole. Now apologise before I break your f**king arms!"
"Okay - take it easy! I'm sorry I called you a prick tease, Mia."
For f**ks sake! He really is one clueless motherf**ker!
I intensify my grip and he groans. "Wanna explain to the lady exactly WHY you called her a prick tease?"
"She lead me on," he mutters.
"I DID NOT!" Mia cries in indignation. "You grabbed my breast and when I told you to let go, you told me to shut up and gripped me harder!"
Anger rages within me and it's all I can do to control it.
I'm going to rip his bastard arms off and beat him with them!
Through my dark rage a chink of light appears and I suddenly know what to do.
"Miss - if you grab my keys out of my pocket and go to my car over there, you'll find a bag in the trunk. Fetch it over."
Mia stands there gazing at us. I give her a hard stare and mouth the word 'NOW'.
"Where's your car, Asswipe?"
"Over there." he indicates with his chin to a small dark Ford, parked in a side-street.
"Walk." I growl in his ear.