Haunted

"I don't know if he'll remember that tomorrow." - UNEDITED

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"Dax?" Wes's voice had Maddox wide awake in seconds. He sat up, trying to sound like he hadn't been asleep.

"Wes? What's wrong?" Maddox asked.

"Nothing, everything's good," Wes said. He sounded way too calm - really weird. "I just love you."

"I love you too," Maddox said. "What are you doing?"

"I'm..." Wes mumbled something Maddox couldn't hear. "I wanted to tell you."

"Wait, what?" Maddox asked. Brent sighed.

"You're the best person I know," Wes said. "And I love you and I'm so glad I have you."

"Wes," Maddox cleared his throat. "Are you drunk?"

"Shh, listen," Wes said. "It's fine, just don't tell."

"Where are you?" Maddox asked.

"Gma's," Wes said. "Just, shh."

"Okay," Maddox sighed. He turned the light on. "Don't go anywhere, okay?"

"I won't, I've got Luke right here," Wes said. "We're just gonna sleep though, it's okay."

"Sleep is good," Maddox said. He grabbed a shirt. "I'm just gonna come say goodnight, okay?"

"Aw, okay," Wes said. "Okay. I'm gonna tell you when you get here."

"Alright," Maddox hung up. He shook his head and looked at Brent who was rubbing his face. "You were right, Aiden threw a party. I'll be back."

"Good luck," Brent said.

--------TWO HOURS EARLIER

Scarlett turned the corner and ran right into Aiden's friend Dean. He jumped back, splashing the entire solo cup of beer all down her front.

"Oh, shit, Scarlett, I'm so sorry," Dean said. "Here, let me help you," he reached for her dress like he was going to take it off.

"I've got it," Scarlett backed up. "Jackass."

"Don't be a bitch," Dean frowned.

"You just dumped beer on me and I'm the bitch?" Scarlett glared. "Fuck off," she turned around and went back the direction she'd come from, crossing her arms so no one could see through her dress.

"Oh fuck, what happened?" Ryan jumped up. He wobbled a little and Scarlett knew he was just as drunk as everyone else.

"Fucking Dean," Scarlett huffed. "I'm going to change, be right back."

"Want me to come with you?" Ryan asked. "I can help."

"No, stay here," Scarlett insisted. She gave him a look and he sat back down. "This was such a stupid idea," she said to herself as she started for the stairs.

"Hey, where are you going?" Aiden tried to block her as she reached the basement stairs. "Oh, sorry Scar."

"Yeah, you owe me a new dress," Scarlett told him. "Dean dumped his whole beer on me."

"Fuck, I'm sorry," Aiden sighed. "Okay, don't let anyone upstairs with you, okay?"

"I'll lock the door behind me," Scarlett said. At least that was one thing her brother was doing right.