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-Strilyn Manor-
-4:50pm-
Frank's POV
"Yo Frank, what's up?"
"Hey Zacky. Just cooking dinner."
"So, how ya been?"
"Not bad. What about you?"
"Not too bad actually."
"That's good."
"Frank?"
"Hmm?"
"So, who's this Emily chick?"
"An old friend. Why?"
"Just wondering. She's hot." He smirked.
"I wouldn't go there, Zacky." I warned.
"Why not? She already got a man?"
"No but if you hurt her you will be dealing with more than half of the people in this house. Plus, she can totally kick your ass if you piss her off."
"Yeah. I'm sure." He snorted.
"You've been warned."
"Yeah, yeah. I hear you." He muttered then left the kitchen.
Brendon strolled into the kitchen with a grin plastered to his face as usual.
"Hey Bren."
"Hey Frankie. Whatcha doing?"
"Cooking dinner. Have you seen Mikey or Rayne?"
"They went to a friend's house. They said they would be home around dinner time."
"Okay then, dinner is at six."
"Okay."
Brendon's POV
I grabbed a couple of sodas and went to Ryan's room.
"Hey Ry. Whatcha doing?"
"Nothing. You?"
"Nothing really just thinking about that kid Mikey and Rayne went home with. Did he seem strange to you?"
"No, not really. He seemed kind of shy and quiet but okay, I guess. Why?"
"I don't know. He just seems a little weird. There's just something about him that I don't trust. I can't really explain it."
"Come here, Bren." Ryan smirked as he pulled me onto his lap.
"Stop worrying. The kid might be a little strange but I am sure he's harmless. Besides, Mikey is a big boy who knows how to take care of himself."
"Yeah. I know but I still don't like it." I pouted and Ryan laughed.
"You are so cute when you pout." He grinned and kissed the tip of my nose.
His lips traveled down to press lightly against my own. An involuntary moan escaped my lips. Before I even realized what I was doing I found myself straddling Ryan's lap which led to a heavy make-out session resulting in bruised hips and swollen lips. We were so absorbed in the moment we didn't hear the door open or Gerard enter the room.
"Oh god! Not you guys too." Gerard groaned.
"I-I....uh.....G-Gee." Ryan stuttered.
"G-Gee please don't tell P-Pete." I begged.
"Too late."
Gerard, Ryan, and I snapped our heads in the direction of the new voice to see Pete standing in the doorway looking less than pleased.
"P-Pete I-I-I...."
"Save it Brendon. I want you and Ryan in the library. Now! I'll be there soon."
Ryan and I both scrambled to our feet and rushed past Pete toward the library. Just before I got out of earshot I heard Pete and Gerard talking and decided to eavesdrop.
"Pete, don't be so hard on them. They're just kids and I am sure you can remember what young love is like."
"I know Gee. I just can't have any distractions right now. Not with the Beckett problem."
"I know Pete but I have a feeling that if you rip those two apart it may cause a bigger issue than if you just let them be. Think about it, Pete."
I heard Pete sigh then footsteps coming my way. I scurried off to the library before I was caught. A few minutes later Pete joined us in the library.
"Okay. Here's the deal."
"Pete, please don't be mad. We really like each other and I...."
"Brendon, calm down. I won't lie to you. I don't like this" He sighed and I could feel my face crumple into a frown "but I will allow it to continue as long as you two can promise me this will not be a distraction. We are going to have to train very hard."
"We promise. Thank you, thank you, thank you Pete!" I squealed happily as I practically launched myself into his arms. I felt him wrap his arms around me in a hug and I smiled to myself.
"Okay. You two go ahead and go to dinner."
"Thank you Pete. We really appreciate this." Ryan smiled at Pete.
I grabbed Ryan's hand and drug him downstairs to the kitchen. I spotted Patrick and Frank by the stove.
"Hey Patrick. What's for dinner?"
"Ask Frank. He cooked tonight."
"Oh yeah. Fraaaaankieeeee!"
"Yes Brendon, I made my homemade pizza." He grinned.
"Yessss! Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"As a matter of fact you have." He grinned. "Oh yeah, what friend did you say Mikey and Rayne went home with? I'm a little worried because they're not back yet."
"Uh....Spencer Smith, I think."
"Yeah. That's it." Ryan confirmed.
"I watched in confusion as both Patrick and Frank froze on the spot.
"W-What?! Are you sure?!"
"Yeah, positive. Why?" Ryan frowned.
"Fuck! Pete!" Frank screeched.
Pete came running into the kitchen, clearly panicked at Frank's outburst.
"What's wrong, Frankie?"
"Mikey and Rayne went home with Spencer Smith!"
"What?! Fuck! I am going to fucking kill William Beckett!" Pete seethed.
"What's going on?" Gerard questioned from the doorway.
"Beckett has your brother and Rayne Rowan."
"I will fucking kill that fucking bastard! I will rip his insides out from his asshole and then feed them to him!" Gerard raged as he made a lunge for the front door. Luckily, Gabe was able to stop him.
"Gerard! Stop!" Pete ordered.
"That bastard already murdered my parents! I will not let him have my brother too!"
"We will get them back but if you just barge in there you are going to get yourself killed."
Gerard sighed in defeat. I was terrified. I knew there was something strange about that kid. I should have told Mikey I got a weird vibe from him. This is all my fault.
-4:50pm-
Frank's POV
"Yo Frank, what's up?"
"Hey Zacky. Just cooking dinner."
"So, how ya been?"
"Not bad. What about you?"
"Not too bad actually."
"That's good."
"Frank?"
"Hmm?"
"So, who's this Emily chick?"
"An old friend. Why?"
"Just wondering. She's hot." He smirked.
"I wouldn't go there, Zacky." I warned.
"Why not? She already got a man?"
"No but if you hurt her you will be dealing with more than half of the people in this house. Plus, she can totally kick your ass if you piss her off."
"Yeah. I'm sure." He snorted.
"You've been warned."
"Yeah, yeah. I hear you." He muttered then left the kitchen.
Brendon strolled into the kitchen with a grin plastered to his face as usual.
"Hey Bren."
"Hey Frankie. Whatcha doing?"
"Cooking dinner. Have you seen Mikey or Rayne?"
"They went to a friend's house. They said they would be home around dinner time."
"Okay then, dinner is at six."
"Okay."
Brendon's POV
I grabbed a couple of sodas and went to Ryan's room.
"Hey Ry. Whatcha doing?"
"Nothing. You?"
"Nothing really just thinking about that kid Mikey and Rayne went home with. Did he seem strange to you?"
"No, not really. He seemed kind of shy and quiet but okay, I guess. Why?"
"I don't know. He just seems a little weird. There's just something about him that I don't trust. I can't really explain it."
"Come here, Bren." Ryan smirked as he pulled me onto his lap.
"Stop worrying. The kid might be a little strange but I am sure he's harmless. Besides, Mikey is a big boy who knows how to take care of himself."
"Yeah. I know but I still don't like it." I pouted and Ryan laughed.
"You are so cute when you pout." He grinned and kissed the tip of my nose.
His lips traveled down to press lightly against my own. An involuntary moan escaped my lips. Before I even realized what I was doing I found myself straddling Ryan's lap which led to a heavy make-out session resulting in bruised hips and swollen lips. We were so absorbed in the moment we didn't hear the door open or Gerard enter the room.
"Oh god! Not you guys too." Gerard groaned.
"I-I....uh.....G-Gee." Ryan stuttered.
"G-Gee please don't tell P-Pete." I begged.
"Too late."
Gerard, Ryan, and I snapped our heads in the direction of the new voice to see Pete standing in the doorway looking less than pleased.
"P-Pete I-I-I...."
"Save it Brendon. I want you and Ryan in the library. Now! I'll be there soon."
Ryan and I both scrambled to our feet and rushed past Pete toward the library. Just before I got out of earshot I heard Pete and Gerard talking and decided to eavesdrop.
"Pete, don't be so hard on them. They're just kids and I am sure you can remember what young love is like."
"I know Gee. I just can't have any distractions right now. Not with the Beckett problem."
"I know Pete but I have a feeling that if you rip those two apart it may cause a bigger issue than if you just let them be. Think about it, Pete."
I heard Pete sigh then footsteps coming my way. I scurried off to the library before I was caught. A few minutes later Pete joined us in the library.
"Okay. Here's the deal."
"Pete, please don't be mad. We really like each other and I...."
"Brendon, calm down. I won't lie to you. I don't like this" He sighed and I could feel my face crumple into a frown "but I will allow it to continue as long as you two can promise me this will not be a distraction. We are going to have to train very hard."
"We promise. Thank you, thank you, thank you Pete!" I squealed happily as I practically launched myself into his arms. I felt him wrap his arms around me in a hug and I smiled to myself.
"Okay. You two go ahead and go to dinner."
"Thank you Pete. We really appreciate this." Ryan smiled at Pete.
I grabbed Ryan's hand and drug him downstairs to the kitchen. I spotted Patrick and Frank by the stove.
"Hey Patrick. What's for dinner?"
"Ask Frank. He cooked tonight."
"Oh yeah. Fraaaaankieeeee!"
"Yes Brendon, I made my homemade pizza." He grinned.
"Yessss! Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"As a matter of fact you have." He grinned. "Oh yeah, what friend did you say Mikey and Rayne went home with? I'm a little worried because they're not back yet."
"Uh....Spencer Smith, I think."
"Yeah. That's it." Ryan confirmed.
"I watched in confusion as both Patrick and Frank froze on the spot.
"W-What?! Are you sure?!"
"Yeah, positive. Why?" Ryan frowned.
"Fuck! Pete!" Frank screeched.
Pete came running into the kitchen, clearly panicked at Frank's outburst.
"What's wrong, Frankie?"
"Mikey and Rayne went home with Spencer Smith!"
"What?! Fuck! I am going to fucking kill William Beckett!" Pete seethed.
"What's going on?" Gerard questioned from the doorway.
"Beckett has your brother and Rayne Rowan."
"I will fucking kill that fucking bastard! I will rip his insides out from his asshole and then feed them to him!" Gerard raged as he made a lunge for the front door. Luckily, Gabe was able to stop him.
"Gerard! Stop!" Pete ordered.
"That bastard already murdered my parents! I will not let him have my brother too!"
"We will get them back but if you just barge in there you are going to get yourself killed."
Gerard sighed in defeat. I was terrified. I knew there was something strange about that kid. I should have told Mikey I got a weird vibe from him. This is all my fault.
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