Azalea

pure unbridled rage

Azalea POV- 

i speed down the deserted roads and i can vaguely hear screaming from the back. whether its happy or terrified i don't know. and frankly don't care.

i hate this family, they well... they're a family. they had each other. i had no one.

i press the accelerator to the floor and can see the streaks of green as bushes go flying passed.

"AZALEA SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!" i hear Devan yell from beside me. i ignore him but slow down slightly to round the corner, drifting around the bend before speeding up again.

i slow down as we reach the city roads where more cars and traffic cameras are and make a few turns until we reach the shopping plaza.

i turn the car off and see a crowd of girls standing at the entrance staring at the car, adjusting their shirts to show more cleavage. i roll my eyes and open the door, standing and flicking my hair. i look at my brothers, getting out of the car looking downright nauseous. Devan stares at my and says "how the fuck, did you do that one handed?". i look down at my sling then back up and him and shrug.

i look the car and go to put the keys in my pocket but liam grabs my hand, "hell no, you are not getting behind the drivers seat until you're well, until your 80" he says.

i send him a knowing smirk, if only he knew.

we wait by the car for the others to show up, pulling in besides us. Ares gets out of the car and frowns at the others "who the fuck let her drive that fast", he says sending a glare at each of the boys.

"why aren't you mad at her, it's not like we could stop her" Chase says.

he looks at me disappointedly and i shrug causing him to sigh.

we walk into the mall and start walking around, everything i touch, they put into a basket to buy. i try to put most of the stuff back but it always ends up back in the basket. i was looking for a pair of jeans but none of them would fit right so i went to the young teens section because they fit better.

we were about to pay when Rhys chimes in saying "she needs new workout clothes, the ones she wore this morning were old" not that old, they were a gift.

"ok, we can go to a sports shop later" Ares says.

12 shops later and over $4000 down, we go sit at the food court. everytime i tried to pay everyone of them said no, and when i tried to pay sneakily Chase most often ended up holding me a safe distance away from the cashier.

we all sat down and the boys asked what i wanted, there was a good selection of options, Mcdonalds, Kfc, Hungry jacks, Salsas.

i shrugged and walked up to the salsas line to place my order, the holy guacamole nachos.

i ordered the fries as well, the seasoning reminds me of a traffic cone it's so orange.

i get my food and on my way back to the table i feel a hand close around my arm,

"what do you think your doing hanging out with the costa brothers" she says, god it sounds like she's dragging her acrylic nails across a chalkboard.

i look at her and tilt my head, feigning confusion.

well, that pissed her off.

her fingers tighten around my arm, i look down and see her grown out nails digging into my now pale skin.

i look up at her, eyes wide and try to pull my self backwards, out of her hold.

"i suggest you let go of my sister if you want to keep your hand, Kailee" a deep voice growls from behind me. 

Rhys. oh she done fucked up now

she releases her grip from my arm and looks behind me, a terrified look on her face.

i turn to my brother and sign 'thank you' to him before walking away.

i walk up to the table and set my food down. everyone else has their assortment of foods.

"what did Kailee want?" Chase asks.

"i don't know, something about staying away from you guys" Leon translates.

they all share a look and i look between all of them. Rhys finally joins the table with his food and we eat in silence.

we finished shopping and went back home, seeing Vince in the kitchen. pacing

great

i walk passed him, ignoring the question he asks me.

i take my bags to my room and start unpacking them and hanging them on the racks.

i hear a knock on the door before someone steps inside. "hey, i brought tea" Vince says.

i look at him, at the tea, back at him. and shrug, taking the tea from his hand.

i take a sip and set it down to continue hanging my clothes.

he stands there awkwardly for a second, opening his mouth but closing it a few times.

i roll my eyes and give him a hanger and some pants, pointing to the section he should hang them in.

he talks and apologizes a few more times, mostly when i correct his placement of my clothes.

"do you have ocd?" he asks, looking at the colour and style coordinated clothing.

i grab my notebook from the bench, having another sip of tea. 

"i don't know, haven't been tested or anything" he reads, his eyes darting across the page before meeting my eyes again.

"we can get you tested, if you want. we can do anything you want" he says grabbing my hands.

i smile and wriggle my hands from his hold. "not big on physical contact, sorry" 

"no it's fine" he says, he sighs and starts "by the way, i am really sorry about the other day. i don't know, i don't want my family to get hurt again. which is bullshit because you are my family. it's just, i was so young when you were taken and i watched the family fall apart and it took so long for us to go back to a semblance of normal and i just. it isn't an excuse by any means but i wont stop until i have your forgiveness" he says. looking up and meeting my eyes.

"you done" i write, smirking at him slightly.

"yeah, huh yeah i am" he says looking down with a laugh.

"wait. taken?" i write, looking up at him

"oh, um. yeah dad wanted to talk to you. it's a long story. it's late you should go to bed" he says. taking my cup from the bench as he leaves.

i get changed and go through my night routine, before getting into bed. prepared for whatever sick nightmare my brain cooks up for tonight.

GUPPY, YOU WERE ON CALL WITH ME WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS. ISTG IF YOU DON'T CALM THE FUCK DOWN ABOUT ME UPDATING I WILL BLOCK YOU.

and to everyone else. hope you have/had a good day!