|It's What Happens
Author: RainyPuppetier PM
It's just what happens...Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Tragedy - Words: 3,584 - Published: 04-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3018056
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"Yeah, we'll see you tonight then," a male's voice sounded in the master bedroom of the house which he lived in. A click of a cellphone closing soon followed after. Arms wrapped around the male's torso and he placed a hand on the hands that were on him.
"Lance?" A voice came from behind him, a female.
"Yeah. He invited us to a get together tonight," the male answered, turning around and wrapping his arms around the small frame lying in bed next to him. His blonde hair was a mess and his grey eyes gazed sleepily at the female.
The female's red eyes gazed up at him, her own hair – which was as white as white could be – was also messy from previous night's sleep. She smiled at him and then looked at the clock that hung on the opposite wall. It was only 10, and she was honestly surprised that she slept in that late. Luckily, neither of them had work.
Sitting up, resisting to stay in in the man's warms arms and the bed, she got out of bed and made her way towards the bathroom that was connected to their room. "Havi?"
The male, Havi, grunted; letting her know he was listening. He still refused to greet the day so far.
"What time do they expect us to show up?"
"Around 7 I guess. Why?"
"I just remembered I promised James that I would come over and help him out with Marlene," she answered, starting the shower.
Havi turned in the bed towards the bathroom, watching her through the mirror. "Kris?"
Kris laughed, undressing and opening the shower door. "She's my god-daughter and niece. James's child," she answered before stepping into the warm inviting waters.
Havi stayed in bed for a moment, before jumping out and getting into the shower and tickling the girl inside it.
An hour passed before they were seen in the kitchen. Havi's mother, Carol, was at work. Havi cooked a small brunch for the two, which consisted of a BLT and homemade potato salad. Kris soon left, promising she'd be back in time to go with him to Lance's place for whatever was happening.
Havi was lying on the couch, flipping through channels. Of course, nothing was on TV. Sighing, he turned it off and stared at the ceiling. Whenever Kris was gone, he was boring, lonely, and partly on edge.
The blonde male stirred on the couch, blinking his grey eyes open slowly. Red eyes stared back down at him and the face held a small smile. He felt the weight of the figure on his lower torso. Placing a hand on her hip, he traced small circles and smiled up at her. He didn't even realize he fell asleep.
"It's already evening. Did you sleep all day?"
Havi looked at the time. Six forty-six. Huh. Guess he did sleep all day. He sat up, holding Kris to keep her from falling, as well as keeping her on his lap. Arms wrapping around her, he put his head in the crook of her neck. "I guess I did. You just got home?"
"Yeah. James took a bit longer than expected to get back himself."
Nodding his head, he nipped lightly at her neck before standing up and setting her down on her feet. "Ready to go then?"
Kris nodded, her white hair bouncing slightly. The two left for Havi's car that was parked in the driveway. Carol wasn't back yet but they did leave a note for her for when she got home.
It didn't take very long for them to get to Lance's place. Kris skipped up the walkway and to the door, Havi trailing behind with his hands in his pockets.
A male with blue hair answered the door. He smiled softly at the two, an angelic glow radiating off him. "Hello, you two. Made it safely I see."
"Of course Purest. Do you doubt my driving skills?"
A deep laugh sounded from behind Purest. Behind him was a tall man with silver hair, his arms crossed over his chest as his laughter slowed down to chuckles. Havi glared at the man before a pout fell upon his face.
"Havi driving. Must have been scary for you Kris."
"Not as scary as your driving, Mr. I-don't-have-a-license," Kris replied, a smirk on her face.
The male placed a hand to his chest, "Ouch. That hurt."
"Lance. Shut up."
Lance just chuckled, before moving back into his home. Purest had moved aside and welcomed the two guest inside. Once inside, the two noted another body. Kris grinned and skipped over to her female buddy. She booted Lance away and started to talk to his girlfriend. His girlfriend, Jade, was a blonde female. The two had met on the day they were all at the beach. They got along great, obviously.
Lance left the two girls, already annoyed by the girl talk that they immediately started. He went to socialize with the other two males. Purest was making snack foods, with Havi's help, while the three of them chatted.
"So how's the new house? Get it all unpacked yet?" Purest asked, setting a plate of snacks on the bar top for any of them to nibble at.
"It's great. Mom is all unpacked, of course. Kitchen and living room as well. Our room still has some work and we're going to turn that little extra area upstairs into a small office for my work too."
Jade and Kris came up, Jade immediately pulled into Lance's arms as they snacked on the food that was laid out in front of them. The group of five continued to chat, with alcoholic drinks served to those who were of age, and normal drinks to the couple who were not.
They ended up in a circle on or around the couch in the living room. Jade was on Lance's lap, curled up into him with his jacket around her. Purest was sitting next to them on the floor, back to the couch as he sipped at some lemonade from his cup. Kris was sitting on the floor opposite of them with Havi sitting next to her, leaning back on his hands. They stupidly accepted to playing Truth or Dare.
"You're turn next Purest."
Purest took the cellphone that was laying on the floor in front of them, pressing a button. A noise was made from the phone. When it stopped, he read the name. "Havi."
Pressing a button again, they waited until the noise stopped before Purest read the truth question from the phone. They gave up coming up with their own truths or dares long ago. "How many times has someone slapped, and or punched, you?"
Havi chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck, "To many times to have counted."
Lance and Purest nodded, having known Havi for so long and see him receive quiet the bundle of hits from men and women alike, they knew. Purest handed the phone off to Havi and he pressed the button.
Havi grinned and pressed the button again. His grin soon fell as the dare was listed. "I think we should press it again."
Kris tried to peek over Havi's shoulder but he moved so she wouldn't be able to see it. "Havi?"
Havi glared at the phone before sighing, holding it out to Purest for him to read.
"Lance's dare is to kiss Kris."
"Lips. Not making out or anything."
Lance looked at Jade, who only shrugged her shoulders. It was just a game and only a peck. She got a lot more than just a peck. Everyone looked at Havi, who was glaring between the phone in Purest's hand, to Lance who seemed to have no problem with the dare. The blonde looked at Kris who had a calm expression on her face. She didn't seem to mind it either.
"Why are you so calm?"
"Why wouldn't I be? It's just a small peck. Nothing major or stupid. Jade had to give Purest a lap dance earlier and Lance didn't look ready to kill."
Havi turned his glare to her. Didn't she remember that she was his? He didn't want any other male to see her body or touch her. He didn't even want her family to at one point but family was family. Friends are not blood family, and thus…a bad idea.
Kris noticed his glare and glared right back. She may not get drunk under the influence of alcohol but she did get mean. "I don't see what the big problem is Havi."
"You're not kissing him. Game or not."
Her mental stability snapped at that point. She stood up and glared down at the blonde, fist clenched to her sides. "You're NOT my boyfriend Havi! You do not get to run how things work. Obviously, Jade has no problem with it and SHE'S the one who's dating Lance. It's just a silly game and I don't see why you're getting so angry at a peck! It's not like I'm sleeping with him or giving him anything more than a tiny kiss!"
Havi continued to glare up at her, "Fine then! Kiss him. Kiss all the boys then! See if I care!"
Kris felt a pang in her heart at his words. Taking a deep breath, she turned on her heels and walked out the door, slamming it behind her as she took her leave. The other three, whom were silent, looked at the blonde who was now staring at the floor.
"You're not going after her?"
Havi looked up at Jade before turning back to the floor. "No."
Lance and Purest looked at each other. This wasn't like Havi at all. He hated not being around Kris and now that she's walked out…he wasn't even going after her? Purest snatched the glass that was sitting at Havi's side and handed it to Lance. The tall male sniffed it, and looked at Havi.
"I'm not drunk."
"If you weren't, you would have gone after her," Lance stated, setting the cup down on the ground.
Havi snatched it the moment it was out of Lance's hands, chugging the drink down. He ignored the burning sensation in his throat. Jade sighed and stood up, kneeling in front of Havi. Grey eyes met aqua before a stinging feeling was located at his cheek. Havi blinked, putting a hand to his cheek and flinched at the pain. Damn, she hit hard.
"You're stupid Havi. Kind, and sweet…but stupid. Girls and boys minds are different. We think differently upon a situation. She was right though. You and Kris never actually started dating. You live together, and look together…but nothing about you two was ever made official. And you're getting jealous as if she is your girlfriend. Think about it," Jade explained before getting up and leaving the room while mutter 'men' under her breath.
Lance and Purest stayed quiet, watching Havi mentally beat himself up across from them. Or at least, it looked like he was. "Go home Havi."
Havi looked up, and grey eyes met red. Red just reminded him of Kris. Shit. He nodded, and stood up but almost fell back to the floor. Purest stood up and helped steady the blonde before turning to Lance. Lance sighed and nodded his head, grabbing Havi by the arm and dragging him towards the door. "Tell Jade I'll be back shortly."
Purest nodded and locked the door behind the two males. The drive to Havi's home was short and quiet. Havi stared at the scenery that passed by in flashes of color. Lance's driving was fast, well above the speed limits. It was surprising that he never got a ticket or caught by the cops.
Once Havi was safely at his door, Lance took off back towards his own home. Unlocking the door, Havi stumbled inside. He didn't feel up to trying to go upstairs so he locked the door and passed out on the couch in the living room.
"-vi. Havi dear. Wake up."
He groaned and attempted to dig his head into the cushion of the couch.
"Havi Grey. You wake up right now young man."
Havi blinked his eyes open and turned his head upwards towards the woman who was speaking to him. It was his mother. Her curls were pulled back into a pin and her light blue eyes gazed down at him.
"Did you have alcohol at your friends?"
She only received a grunt in reply. Sighing, she picked the cushion from under his head and dropped it to the floor.
"Don't mom me. What are you doing down here anyway? And where is Kris?"
That got him. He blinked and sat up, look at his mom who stood in front of him. "Isn't she upstairs?"
"No. I only heard the door open and close once last night so I figured she was with you."
Havi cursed and jumped up, running up the stairs. He barely heard his mom calling out that she had to go to work and she would keep an eye out for Kris. Walking into his room, he looked around. Nothing was touched since yesterday morning. Looking at the time, he cursed again. He had work. And a big project that couldn't easily be put off.
He got changed and left. He would stop at Kris's work place on his way back. If she wasn't there, he would stopped at her parent's home. He didn't know what to do after that yet. Leaving the room, and then the house, he got into his car and left for his job. He didn't want to do this big project either but it paid the bills.
The day passed slowly, way too slowly, before he was able to get to Kris's workplace. On normal occasions, she worked later then he did. Stopping outside the company building, he got out of his car and walked up. He looked around, and didn't see any white hair.
"Hey Havi! Looking for Kris?"
He looked at the person who called him. It was the assistant manager, an old guy. "Yeah. Is she here?"
"Can't say she is. Haven't seen her all day."
Havi looked at the ground and ran a hand through his hair. Where the hell did she go? Nodding his head, he left and drove quickly as possible to Kris's parent's home. He was greeted immediately by Sheryl and Robert. He grimaced at the thought of telling them their daughter wasn't anywhere to be found. The three of them, went inside. Now he was dead. Not only was James, Kris's most over protective brother, there…but so was all her brothers.
"So what brings you here Havi?"
"Um…" Shit. He had no choice really but to come out and say it. "Kris never came home last night. We were at our friend Lance's….and I made her mad-"
A fist grabbed the collar of his shirt and pushed him against a wall. James glared at the blonde male while his parents looked shocked. "What..did..you..do?"
"Kris is missing? Are you sure?"
Question upon question bombarded him from his position against the wall. "I DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE IS!" he finally yelled out. The fist that held him let go, and he slowly slid down the wall. He curled his knees up to his chest and placed his own fist to his forehead. Where the hell was Kris?
Conner, the quiet antisocial one, looked up from his video game handheld. Standing up, he walked over to Havi and squatted down to his eye level. "If you want to find her, look into her past." That was all the boy said before leaving back to where he originally sat.
To say that he was confused was an understatement. He didn't know everything about Kris's past. What the hell did that mean? He noticed James's twin, Josh, nod his head. So he knew what it meant. Now that he was paying attention, they all seemed to understand what Conner meant.
"Don't bother asking us what it means. If you really care, you'll figure it out yourself."
He wanted to glare at the whole family, but he didn't want to start anymore trouble and cause a bigger rift between himself and Kris…whenever he got her back. He banged his head back against the wall behind him. Damn it damn it damn it! Fuck!
He got up, stumbled his way out and left in silence.
"Do you think he'll get it?"
"I don't know. But James, please go check on your sister. We know how stubborn she can be so she will refuse to come out of that place so please take her a plate of food," Sheryl said, packing some food on a paper plate and wrapping it to keep it warm.
James nodded and left the house, making sure the coast was clear and went to that place that he knew Kris would be.
Two more days passed and Havi was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. Still no sign of Kris. Her family wasn't helping either. They knew where she was too. He thought back to when they first met at the bar he worked at. And then she kept coming back. He remembered the convention, when he met her family, when she met his mom, the small amount of her past that she told him about. He stopped and sat up. The small amount of past that she told him…shit! Why didn't he think of this before?
Jumping out of bed, he stomped down the stairs, out the door, and into his car. He sped for the first time in his life. No cops, thankfully, caught him before he got to his destination. A graveyard. Parking his car, he rushed out of the car and into the yard. Passing grave after grave, he got deeper into the cemetery.
It felt like hours had passed as he ran through before finally stumbling upon a body with white hair sitting at one particular grave. Her back was to him as he walked up, panting as he did so.
"Finally found me?"
Havi stopped behind her, and read the name of the grave stone. RIP, Chris Michaels , 19xx-19xx. So this was Chris…the boy who his Kris got her nickname from. The boy who made a huge difference in her childhood.
Dropping to his knees behind her, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and buried his face into the back of his neck. "I'm sorry. I don't understand fully what I did. And I'm sorry it took me so long to figure out where to find you. I'm stupid. I'm sorry."
He continued to ramble before Kris pulled away from him and stood up. He felt his heart plummet. Standing up slowly, they stood across from each other in silence before she walked up to him. Her hand gripped his shirt just where his heart was. Placing her head next to her hand, he heard her let out a shaky breath.
"Havi. I love you."
Havi stopped dead in his tracks. She loved him? Damn, why was he so stupid when it came to girls? He wrapped his arms around her tightly, placing his chin atop of her head. They stayed like that for a while before he pulled away and kissed her forehead.
"Kris. I'm sorry for being stupid. I'm sorry for getting jealous over a small thing. I know I do things that would, and does, make you jealous. I'm sorry for that. I'll try harder. I won't be perfect, but I'll make sure you stay happy."
"And your happiness?"
"I'm happy as long as I'm with you."
Kris smiled softly up at him and placed her hands on his cheeks, pulling him down to her level before placing her lips on his. He molded his lips to hers, placing one hand on the back of her head. It was picture perfect if it wasn't a graveyard.
"I'll forgive you…this time."
Havi chuckled, nodding his head. She held his hand and soon was standing at his side. Havi looked down at the grave of her childhood friend and nodded his head in acknowledgement. He felt tugging on his hand and turned, smiling gently at his girl before the two left.
When they reached the car, she was tugged back into Havi's arms, his finger placed on her nose.
"Oh yeah. I love you too."
Another short. Feels so much longer in Word just by pages but in the end, it is not. Hope you enjoyed. Please review and read the previous stories that somehow lead up to this.