Glowing Eyes// Adopted by The Joseph's [√]

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A/N: Hello homosapiens sapiens. I'm not going to school today, so expect the unexpected. Also, in these chapters is going to be lots of drama, and plot movement to get it going because, dare I say it, the story is coming to an end. Though that isn't until the 40th chapter or so. I hope you guys have nice days, bye :3
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They burst through the door, Elizabeth glad she brought her house keys this time seeing as it would come in handy.

"Clear off the table" he huffed out. She frantically brushed off the items on the wooden surface, careful not to break the vase as she placed it on the ground.

Corey coughed, raspy and weak, but Elizabeth was silently thankful, for the smallest sign that he was still up and thriving.

Oliver placed his hands against his stomach, Corey grimmaced in pain.

"Sorry, but its going to hurt a wee bit more." He apologized. Elizabeth clutched his hand and began to talk to him to keep his mind off of the throbbing pain.

A dark purple mist emitted from his palm, spiraling down until it vanished into his wound.

Corey cried out in agony, the mist absorbed the deathly toxins from the laced bullet, it itself began to morph into the purple substance.

He quickly moved his hands away, the mist drawing back and his tattoos fading a soft glow.

The wound began to heal over itself, regenerating new skin, the only hole being the torn article of clothing.

"I swear, I'll never do drugs again." Corey sighed, his head resting back against the table.

Oliver quirked an eyebrow towards the female teen.

"Its a long story." She answered the unasked question.

He stifly nodded, still confused but nevertheless changed the topic by simply bringing the girl into a hug. "God I missed you."

She buried her head into his chest "me too, Ollie. Gosh, I thought you where dead!"

"And you where about to be if I had come a second later."

"I'm sorry, but am I missing something?" Corey chimmed in. Sitting up on the table to his feet where dangling over it.

"Right," she said under he breath with a smile.

"Corey, this is my half brother, on my mothers side. Oliver."

"N[o]ice to meet you" he greeted, his veiny, more the less muscular hand intimidated Corey. He smiled.

"Likewise!" He chuckled nervously.

"And you are?" He quirked a eyebrow.

"Corey. Elizabeth's boyfriend."

His face was evident of surprise but he surpressed it. He tilted his head towards the girl, as if knowing what he was thinking she mouthed, 'No.'

He nodded stifly. Corey obviously confused though he simply ignored it.

"Anyways, Oliver what brought you to Colombus?" Corey asked.

"I knew something was up. I saw an article live saying that you and your family where put under house arrest." He summarized. "I saw that man before. Met him actually. Its a long story. I just knew I had to come right over."

"But you where in Wales, right?"
Elizabeth questioned. He shook his head in agreement. "How do you travel in a time so and of ten hours, in two minutes?"

He smirked "I have my ways."

She narrowed her eyes towards him.

"Hey wheres your mum and dad?"  Oliver asked. Corey thought in wonder. Elizabeth answered, "well, dads meeting with the bands to talk about the tour. Moms at work."

"Ah, I see." Oliver announced. "They seem like a nice family. I'd hate if anything bad where to happen to them"

They each nodded their heads in agreement.

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"That will be $107.87" the blond haired blue eyes woman announced. The woman's eyes comically widened.

"I'm sorry, I only have $99" the woman stated a blush coming to her cream colored face as the girl, with with brunnett hair and oddly laced blue eyes with a hint of gold face sadend.

A tugg pulled her heart her smile brightening as she said, "its okay, its on me." She bagged up the clothing and searched her own wallet to swipe her card.

"Thank you so very much-" she glanced down at her nametag "-Jenna"

"Its no problem! Happy Holidays!"

She smiled softly at the young beaming girl as she walked away with her brand new clothes.

Jenna boasted herself, high-fiving herself for her generosity. She began to fold clothes behind the counter, the bell chimmed signaling an entering costumer she checked the time. 9:00pm. She sighed, dreading having to tell the person to leave.

Without glancing up she announced "sorry, were closed right now but we're opening early tomorrow."

She frowned seeing as the person didn't leave. Jenna placed the article of clothing down on the counter, finally looking up–

And directly into the barrel of a heavily loaded gun.

Her eyes grew wide. And she heasitanly stepped back. Her eyes tracing the hand it belonged too seeing as it was one of a girl with blue-green dyed hair and a blood in the forms of tears rolling past her cheeks.

"Maybe, you could make an exception."

Jenna's chest weighed in panic as she swallowed a lump in her throat.

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A/N: don't kill me plz.