Twin Entanglement [C]

Chapter 6 - Comatose confession

[I have discovered an evil side of me that likes to complicate things... I wonder where my mind is taking me with this story O_O]

I broke the zip of the bag as I tore through it searching for my goal as I ran up the stairs of the crowded house. But I was determined. No amount of drunken obstacles was going to stop my progress. There were cries of protests and angry grunts of frustration as I passed lip locked couples and tangled bodies before reaching the door to Laura So’s bedroom.

I pushed through the door.

“Sorry, this rooms taken!” Trevor mumbled roughly from the bed as he leaned over Amy. Seeing her face I could tell she was barely conscious, but her frail attempts to get Trevor off of her proved that she was still at least partially awake. My heart clenched at the sight. I moved to the bed. Hearing the movement, Trevor turned his head to the door.

“I said- aah… hey Trish…” There was a tremble in his voice as he addressed me. He sat up slowly keeping both me and Amy in sight as he moved.

“What are you doing?” I asked icily as my eyes moved from him to Amy. Raking his hand through his hair he looked up at me and sighed.

“I thought it was obvious. Want in?” Trevor’s voice was low as he directed the words at me. Gritting my teeth I took a deep breath as I leaned in towards him, ignoring the smirk that tugged at his lips.

“I thought I told you to leave her alone.” I said blankly. I scanned Amy as she lay at arm’s length. Trevor made no move as he watched me. I could feel his lecherous stare on my exposed chest.

“Last I checked, she was old enough to make her own choices.”

I scoffed at that. I made no reaction as Trevor placed a hand on my waist. I looked Amy over from top to bottom. I knew the painkillers must have worn off already and Amy wasn’t dense enough to mix alcohol with medication so the only conclusion was that she had been drugged.

“What did you give her?” I asked him as I turned to face his seated frame on the edge of the bed. Pushing his hand off my waist, I glared at him as I let my anger leak through. There was a brief pleasure in the shocked reaction he gave as he took in my presence. I made no attempt to hide my anger.

“She was just drinking what the rest of us were drinking…” he trailed off, too drunk to carry out his own lie. I thought back to the drinks he had offered in the beginning of the evening and mentally kicked myself for not warning Amy then. I should have predicted she would have needed more help today, especially since she was so distracted.

Clenching my fists, I moved around Trevor and reached for Amy. Suddenly Trevor’s arms were around me, his grip tight as he whispered in my ear.

“Hey now, don’t go trying to spoil a man’s fun here. Why don’t you run along and come back later for your friend?”

I saw red at those words. What Trevor said wasn’t completely out of the ordinary, most of the others did this, but Amy wasn’t part of the ‘others’. Finally bringing my hand out my bag I brought the Taser to Trevor’s side and turned up the voltage. Once he was withering on the floor I stood over him passively, waiting for him to catch his breath.

“I hope you get the message this time. Amy is off limits. Come near her again and that will seem like foreplay.”

Kicking him in between the legs to emphasize my meaning I carried on towards Amy and helped her up. Hardly anyone took note of us as we made our way through the house. Everyone was too drunk to even hear the painful groans of Trevor as he tried to yell some unintelligible profanity at me.

Once I got Amy in the car I noticed that she had fallen asleep. It was a quiet drive back to my house. The roads were thankfully empty as I made my way carefully along the road, not exactly sober myself. The trip was made longer as every five minutes I stopped and looked over at Amy to reassure myself that she was okay.

It was two in the morning when I had her wrapped in my blankets and safely on my bed. My cell had been going off nonstop with messages from people wanting to know where I had gone off to and gossip about how ‘the heartbreak queen’ had struck again. Sitting on the edge of my bed I watched as Amy mumbled softly in her sleep. I smiled as she shifted around comfortably ignorant that she was not in her own bed.

“What am I going to do with you…?” I whispered softly to her sleeping form, pushing aside her hair to get a better view of her face. Her skin was warm to the touch and I wondered if she had a fever.

“How many times have I told you uh? Never drink random stuff.” I nudged her cheek softly in frustration. I froze as I thought she mumbled an apology, her body curling closer to me. Shifting her over, I lay next to her. Lowering my lips to hers I laid a feather soft kiss on them.

“I won’t ever let that asshole near you again.” I breathed the words into her hair. Squirming by my side I was aware that my grip had tightened around Amy. Loosening it, I felt her move slightly away and settle down. Her mumbling continued.

The clocked moved slowly as we lay there on the bed, surrounded by a warm darkness. It was here that I found the words and courage to always say the things I somehow missed the timing to say during the day. Raising myself onto my elbow I looked down at Amy.

“When will you notice?” I asked her silently, as if she would respond. I smiled sadly as I watched her. Suddenly, as if she would really reply, the mumbling stopped and she sighed deeply. Hesitant for fear that she had heard me, I moved closer slowly, but once I was close enough to hear what she said within her sigh, I regretted the action immediately.

“Mia…”

Mia Angel, the one who Amy’s eyes followed even when she didn’t realize it. I felt a growing bitter taste spread throughout my tongue as I thought about the blue-eyed klutz.

Lying back down on the bed I stared up at the ceiling, somehow the darkness seemed colder tonight.

[oooo~Trish, What are you doing! @_@!!!

Soo sorry this is such a short chapter... I'll try harder for the next one! Hope you still with me and are enjoying where I am going with this ^-^".... anyway, don't be scared to comment on what you think I'm doing wrong or right or what I could be doing better!! I really appreciate anyone taking the time to read my work and give me feedback, it means a lot to me.]