Fire

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Daniella please open the door. I want to talk." Kate has been knocking on my door for the past hour. Fifty eight minutes to be exact. I remember it all. The drink, animals, the Ferris wheel, laying in Brad's backseat, Kate tucking me in. I was on drugs. Illegal substance. But maybe since it was involuntarily I can't hold myself guilty.  "Beck keeps asking for you."

I throw my book at the door in frustration before standing up and grabbing my shoes. Tossing my hair up high I leave my phone and purse to throw my door open. Kate jumps from the floor with hope in her eyes. Once I move past her I can feel the disappointment radiate off her. I rush down the stairs and to the front door quickly once I hear people in the kitchen. Is Beck here?

Slamming the door closed I start my walk to the library.

Is this overreacting? Can I actually stay mad at them all? What happens when Beck tries talking to me? How will I respond? How should I respond? I makes me feel like a heavy weight is on my chest when I think about never talking to him again.

But he is bad and I shouldn't get caught up in him and his friends business. That guy drugged me because I was friends with Beck. Used me against him. I don't want to be in a world like that.

The farther way I get from the house the more my head hurts. I want to go lay down. Turning back around I slowly make my way to the house filled with people I'm suppose to be angry with but am confused on if I am or not. Yeah they walked me into that situation but I was warned. Beck asked me not to go. I can't be mad with Beck when he was the one to tell me to stay home.

All the cars are gone except one. Beck's jeep is parked right in front of the house. I swallow down my nerves and walk into the house.

It's silent. All the lights are off.

Walking up stairs my room door is propped open. He is in there. Stepping into my room Beck looks up from my bed at me with a straight face. He doesn't know what to think and neither do I. Kicking my shoes off I hop on the bed, laying down so my head is on his stomach. Beck lets out a large breath of relief and relaxes back.

After laying in complete silence the front door is slammed open. "DANIELLA YOU MIGHT BE MAD AT ME BUT YOU'VE GOTTA HEAR THE NEWS!"

"What now?" I roll over so I'm facing the door, Beck propping himself up on his elbows and waiting for Kate to appear.

"Remember that mascaraed ball? Yeah well guess who has to fill in for our parents. Get your dancing shoes on because mom sent us masks and invitations." Kate tosses me a box that I know contains the sacred mask our mom bought years ago. It's pure white gold with diamonds on it. The thing is like a tiara. But it's for the town Ball that our parents are skipping. "There's something else you won't believe."

"What else could be happening?"

"We need dates and our dresses are already on their way."

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I push the box under my bed, refusing to open it. Beck pesters me about it until I tell him he will be the first to see me in it. "Are you going to go?"

"Yeah I don't want any of the towns council members to get angry with our parents..." Laying facing Beck he thinks to himself for a couple minutes before looking me in the eyes.

"I'll be your date." He is so sincere about it I almost don't believe him. Waiting for his serious face to crack he watches me closely. "What?"

"You really want to be my date?" My heart jumps up in my throat as I pause for his response. He actually wants to go with me.

"Absolutely. How else am I gonna keep all the guys off you?" I feel my cheeks warm at his comment so I lean closer, pressing my forehead to his chest. He is so nice to me. "Besides I'd kill to see Brad in a monkey suit."

"It's in two nights, how are you guys going to get a fitted suit and masks by then?"

"Have you ever heard about my father?" Beck looks at me with a cocky grin. "He is the one throwing the party."

"Oh so this is like more of me being your date?" I sit up on my knees and look down at him. Shrugging his shoulders he raises an eyebrow at me,

"My father already has a suit and mask for me despite the amount of times I've told him to fuck off about it. So I suppose we can just call it as us both being each others dates. I'm yours and you're all mine." Beck sits up so my knees are at his waist and his arm is against my side, his fingers brushing against my bare leg. His face is so close to mine my breath catches tightly in my throat. Nodding I look deep into his dark brown eyes that glance down at my lips.

Is he going to kiss me? This is a cute moment but is it our moment?

"Are you going to pull away?" Beck slide his hand up my neck to cup my cheek, his fingers in my hair that he pulled down when we were laying together. Am I going to turn away? Is that even possible? That'd require me having courage to say no to Beck which I doubt I have any.

Shaking my head no Beck presses his forehead to mine. My heart beats quickly, Beck's nose brushes against mine as he leans in closer. His minty cool breath fans my mouth taking mine away. I've never done this before. What if I'm bad at it?

"NO!" Kate's scream breaks us apart. Jumping up Beck and I race down the stairs to see Kate onto of Brad with her fingers in his stuffed mouth. They freeze and look up at us from the kitchen floor.

"What? He ate the last pack of Gushers."