Coveted

|Chapter 9

|Chapter 9

By this point, I knew that the annoyed part of it all was probably Ian but still I felt like a complete idiot. A constant reappearing theme in my life, I should just get used to it. What the hell was I doing back there? I mean 'you can punish me' really? He's probably rolling around in laughter down there.

But that wasn't even the worse part, it wasn't what had me cringing into my pillow completely. No, it was the fact that I was caught slutting it up with brothers.

Why the hell should you care? It's not like you were dating them. They came on to you.

It's not like I'm exactly single . . .

Oh come on! Danny does not count. Crazy psycho boyfriends automatically equal ex with or without the break up talk.

Fair point.

But it didn't make me feel better. I had no idea which to be upset about, I was just a mess in complete numbness. Until there was a knock at the door. By that point my head jumped from the pillow, my eyes wide as my fingers automatically curled around the duvet. My heart stopped in my chest and it took a second for me to actually move and face the door to see Jeremy's curious eyes poking through the small opening.

Thank god! But still, a little part of me seemed to sink like some addict craving another pull.

"Oh hey, um what's up?"

"Heard you come in, didn't see Regan or Ian anywhere so I was . . . Uh. . ." He pushed the door open a little further and took a step inside, his hand sneaking to the back of his black hair roughing up the short sides as his eyes jumped from to the window a few times. "I uh thought maybe you'd be bored or something . . ."

I couldn't help the small smile pulling at my lips as I felt my shoulders relax. Was he nervous?

"You wanna . . . Hang out or something?" He finally forced out, his voice slightly gruff by the end as his hands fell to his sides, his eyes glancing up at me with that same genuine warmth he'd shown the first time. For once I could be sure it wasn't some extended mingle of emotions and I didn't have to worry about a bunch of visions destroying whatever it was I think I'm trying to protect. Jeremy was normal. He was like me in all this.

"Sure. What you have in mind?" I said far happier than I had meant too, thankful for the normalcy this could bring right now.

As if on cue, his whole face seemed to brighten up, his lips pulling into that cheeky grin I was starting to notice on him almost all the time now.

"You play video games?" The only response I had at the start was laugher. What else was I expecting?

"Hey! Are you mocking the greatest thing ever created by our holy lord?" He yelled, his faces pulled into mock horror as his hand flew to his chest.

"Pretty sure God didn't create video games but sure! I play, not that great though. My brother kicked my ass a lot-" my words cut off as I felt my heart come to a complete stop in my chest, my blood cold as my eyes fell to the ground. It had been a while since I'd thought about him. Ever since he left for the army . . . Things just changed. We stopped being close. We stopped being family. My whole world had titled upside down and I was drowning and he was no where. When everything changed, when normal felt like a fantasy I just stopped thinking about him. Things haven't felt normal in such a long time . . .

"You have a brother?" Jeremy asked, his eyes wide. Not with shock but with wonder like we suddenly shared something in common. Something more than being powerless beings maybe.

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and forced myself to nod. This wasn't comfortable territory for me at all and something told me that Jeremy didn't exactly have the same 'personal life boundaries' like his brothers.