Chasing You // Twisters

Chapter Four - Grade A Pain In The Ass

🌪️ Quincy Beck 🌪️

How dare he. The audacity to tell me what was a bad idea. Just who does he think he is? Cole judgmental prick Owens. Uhh he makes me so angry and yet I can't stop thinking about the way his hands felt on my body...the way his lips left a hot trail on my neck. I've never felt more alive from his touch and that terrified me.

I struggle with allowing myself to be in a relationship. Clearly, Javi's been trying to break down my unbreakable walls for years now. But getting close to people....loving people. Terrifies me. I lost all the people I have ever loved and I can't stomach the idea of losing more people. Which sounds like a contradiction I know, because I care so much for my team.

I grumpily trudge out of my hotel room, Boone looks up with his ridiculous sunglasses that seem to fit his personality perfectly. "Where was our good morning text?! It's tradition at this point."

I didn't have it in me to tell him that I had the worse night of sleep in my life all thanks to Cole freaking Owens. Especially while everyone looked at me expectantly waiting for my answer including that smug prick. "Sorry. Not feeling good...." I grumble slinging my bag in the backseat of Tyler's truck. I don't want to sit next to his brother but if I try to ride with anyone else Ty will know something is wrong.

"You doing okay Becks?" Kate looks at me worriedly putting the back of her hand on my forehead checking my temperature.

"I think it's just allergies. I'll be fine." I lie slipping into the back of the truck trying to ignore Cole and his intense stare.

"Becks...." He tries to begin but I tune him out by putting my headphones on and turning the volume of my audio book high enough to drown him out. He leaves me alone after that. Most of the ride towards are potential storm was listening to my book. It wasn't until the hail started slamming into us that I took off my headphones and pulled out my laptop. Tyler, Boone, and Javi were all conversing back and forth through our radio system. It sounds like we had a potential F4 on our hands. Cole looked worried.

"We have enough polymers....right?" Tyler questions.

"Yes." Both Kate and I answer him without hesitation.

"You're not being serious?" Cole scoffs in shock. "We can't just go driving through an F4 tornado!" He shouts.

"If we don't then a whole lot of people are going to lose everything." Tyler tells him looking through the rearview mirror at him.

"You people are insane." He shakes his head looking out the window completely lost for words.

The weather turns fast, the sky turning as dark as night. The hail coming down even harder than before. Branches coming flying through the sky, Tyler swerving to miss any impact while we do our best to keep heading straight for the tornado. The sirens blare from the town just to the right of us, the quintessential sound of a freight train rolling by was almost piercing.

Tyler parks his truck in the middle of an empty old forgotten baseball field, digging into the earth to keep us planted. Both Kate and himself carefully watching the tornado come right for us ready to push the needed releases. I glance over at Cole. He looked terrified, almost as white as a ghost. My empathy outweighed my need to be hate him. I let my hand slip over his, our fingers intertwined together. His amber green eyes meet mine. He's always looked at me with such intensity. Normally I figured it was full of loathing but now I'm not so sure.

To be honest after last night I'm not really sure I ever truly understood how he felt.

There was some kind of unspoken moment passing between us. Tyler and Kate where hitting buttons to release our chemicals but I couldn't look away from Cole. His hand squeezed mine when the truck started to lift our trailer desperately wanting to be sucked away. But the chemicals were doing their job and soon the force of the tornado became less and less until it completely disappeared leaving the town to our right untouched.