Chapter 13: Move on

Steven POV

This girl walked in here without permission. Took- no dragged my company away and is now asking for help. Damn I missed her. To bad my little sister fell for her too.

"Ok, what do you need?" I have to help her out if I want her back.

"A place to crash for few days so I can figure out what to do next."

Why dosen't she want to be home? Are things worse now that her mom's dead?"You in trouble?"

"Yea, still gon help me?"

"Yes, you know I can't resist trouble. My parents won't be back for 2 weeks." That's how long I got to get you out of trouble.

Alex POV

Wow, Steven's being surprisingly mature about this. Don't know why, he's only 2 years older than me. "Thanks."

"No problem, you can have the room across from Damon." I nodded my head and walked to the door. "Also I'm sorry about your mom."

"Thanks Steven."

I was walking to the room I would now be staying in and really got to look around the top floor. It was still as luxurious as I remembered. The floor was lined with square tiles with the clubs initials (MSC). The club's initials were craved into the violent tiles. The walls were painted with a floral patten that wasn't tacky or ugly and complimented the tiles. There was a black background with white, lavender, orchard colored roses. Each room door was a Japan Oak Laminated Modern Interior Door.

Parker's POV

I can't believe I lost her. Why would she trust me anyway? First I need to get out of here and then find her. Ok, I gotta go back to the telephone booth, call Sean and ask for his help find Alex.

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"Sean, I lost Alex."

"Of course you did."