Honey, I Dare You!

XII.

*+*+*+*Brett's POV*+*+*+*

   The drive back to my place was long and boring. When I park in the driveway I don't get out. I sit there in the silence thinking of no other person than Olivia. Olivia is possibly the greatest thing that has happened to me sense moving here. Everytime I close my eyes I see her beautiful smile and then I see tears in her eyes. They aren't happy tears either. She's crying because someone is touching her in an inappropriate way. Aiden. Why did he have to find the most innocent girl and ruin her. It makes me cringe. I wish I could have did more to him besides breaking his damn nose. 

I want to hold her close, but I've realized that every time I hug her or even get close to her, her body stiffens and it breaks my heart. I want to tell her that everything will be okay and that I'll be here forever, but I can't promise her that. 

My mom has recently been getting anonymous phone calls and letters warning us that my devil dad is looking for us and is dangerously close to finding us. I know if he does we will have to move again and somewhere far. The next city is too far from Olivia.

 I spot a black vehicle out of my peripheral vision and I watch a tall slender man step out of it. I watch as he gets closer to my car, he knocks on my window and pointing with a gun towards my house. I step out immediately.

"Who are you?" I ask sternly.

"Get inside now! If you ask any questions I'll kill you."

Without hesitation I step inside my house. I look over to the long couch, my mom and my sister are both tied up yelling for me to run and get help. I turn hastily to the man and tempt to hit him but he hits me in the face with his gun. I try to fight out of the arms of two other men as they tie me up but I fail. They throw me onto the couch also. I can taste the metal of my blood in the corner of my mouth and I shiver.

The tall man removes his hat and sunglasses and I freeze, gaping at him. It's my father.

"Well, well, well. You three look great. Nice house, by the way. You seem to be doing quite well Karen." He speaks to my mom.

"Why are you here?" I ask before he holds his gun up to my forehead, "I told you before that if you ask any questions, I will kill you." The gun relaxes and so do I.

"I'm here because I want what's mine. This house, the cars...Karen." I can feel my mothers body shake beside mine as she cries. 

"Damien, please. Don't do this. Not in front of the kids."

"Honey, they aren't kids anymore." After he says this, everything begin to happen so fast. Screaming, fighting, crying. It's all too much. I struggle a lot before I finally manage to escape from the tight ropes and I dodge at the man who is tormenting my mom. I don't realize what I'm doing until after it is done. I've grabbed his gun and shot Damien, Satan, my sorry excuse for a father.

I look to my mom, she's got her mouth covered, weeping hard. My sister is screaming my name. "Why are you two crying? It's finally over!" I ask them. Reality hits me hard when I remember hearing two shots but I only pulled the trigger once. I shot Damien, but who-? I turn slowly to see one of the other men holding a gun, shakily, at me. I look down at my stomach covered in blood. Seeing red, black surrounding me. I fall to my knees. 

*.*.*.* Olivia's POV*.*.*.*

*Phone rings, unknown number*

"Hello?" I rub my eyes.

"Olivia?" A shaky voice answers.

"Yes, who is this?" I ask.

"I-It's Karen, Brett's mom." I sit up straight in bed. "Listen, Brett, he's been shot. He's unconscious. I'm sorry to call you so late, I just didn't know who else to call." she sniffles.

"No, don't worry. I'll be out there as soon as possible. Give me about 15 minutes." I didn't even want an explanation, I just wanted to see him. I run to let my parents know, they insisted on me going first thing in the morning but I refused. I hop into my Jeep and race to the hospital. 

I run into the hospital up to the receptionist desk, "Brett Allen." "Are you family?" she asks. "No, I'm his girlfriend."

"I'm sorry ma'am, no one is allowed back, only family." I want to argue with her but it would be no use. I dial Karen's number and wait for her to answer.

"Olivia? Are you here, yet?" she asks. "Yes, I'm here, but the lady said that only family is allowed back there."

"Fuck that." Karen ends the phone call, leaving me in a bundle of confusion. A short blonde bursts through the doors, "Let Olivia back!" She walks up to me and grabs my arm leading me to the back.

"Ma'am, that's not necessary she is not-" Karen cuts off the receptions with a demonic glare and the receptionist takes a seat. I'd be labeled a liar if I told you I wasn't afraid of Karen.

We walk into Brett's room, I nearly fall at the sight. There's blood all on his sheets. He's hooked up to many machines. One machine that I notice is a breathing machine. What happened to him?

"I know you know of Brett's father. Brett told me, that he told you. His father found us. Brett took action and shot Damien but at the same time, one of Damien's men shot him." Tears well in her eyes.

I find myself a weeping mess as I look back at Brett, "Will he be okay?"

"I don't know, but if he leaves us, I don't want to be here." Brett's sister speaks up.

I look at her with sad eyes, "I dare him to leave us, I don't know how but I'll hurt him. I love him." I admit. I walk over and grab his hand, leaning down, my mouth to his ear, "Honey, I dare you." I spill into a puddle of tears.

So just a picture of what Brett's dad looks like he's Ian a.k.a. Peter Hale on Teen Wolf!

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