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Tim strode into the room, slamming the very breakable door behind him. Why did she have to be such a bitch? He was being a nice guy . . . even if his intentions werent so nice.

He sighed and collapsed into the comforting (*snort*) squishyness of his bed. He rolled onto his belly and pretended not to hear Penny enter the room.

"Tim," Penny whispered disbelievingly as she sat beside him with a frown crumpling her brow. "Did you actually think I was . . . serious?"

"Of course he did, you whore!" Screamed Jessica from the doorway. Penny jumped at her words, and clamped her delicate hand over her heart. How could she say that?

"I have good reason to!" Jess replied angrily, panting like a winded rhinoceros. Penny's eyes opened wide with fear, and Jess reveled in any discomfort she may have caused the Bitch. "Ya, I can hear everything you say."

Penny knew what Jess had meant, and she cowered against the couch coushins.

Jess smiled evilly, and inched closer inside the room, before closing it soundlessly behind her. "You wont get away from me," she whispered menacingly.

"Jess," murmured Tim in an annoyed voice. He sighed before continuing, "Get out."

"W-what? I'm protecting you! You asshole!" Jess stammered fervently. Penny wouldn't get away with hurting her brother, no matter how kind he was--no matter how merciful he intended to be. "You can't love her that much!" Ooops, thought Jess without too much remorse--until she sighted the look on Tim's face that is.

Tim blushed and tuned into Jess' thoughts automatically, even though he knew what she would think after her outburst. And he was right.

Penny watched the deadly exchange between her ex-lover and ex-sister with wide anxious eyes. No, it wasn't for either one of her former relatives that she feared, but for herself.

"You selfish brat," whispered Jess with hatred. Tim had to agree; so, the woman held no love for him at all? Tim scoffed, he wouldn't start some pointless battle with his sister over a woman so selfish as she.

Upon hearing her brother's inward declaration Jess smiled, a cruel light in her eyes. "You should probably go, Tim." She pushed open the door a bit and watched her brother get up, heading for the door.

Penny ran to Tim and attached herself onto his arm. "Don't leave me!" She screamed, pleading with him through her hypnotizing eyes.

Tim obliged without protest. What? He thought distractedly, What's going on? Jess slammed the door shut again and lunged at Penny, malice guiding her movements. "Get off him!" She yelled as she pounced on the girl, hooking her left arm around, and connecting her fist with Penny's jaw.

"Don't you dare use that crap on him!" Jess felt a strong arm clasp her own and pull her ruthlessly from the now smiling Penny, who had been crying out just moments before. Jess twisted her head to the left and studied her attacker. No, Tim, she pleaded silently. Don't let her do this!

Madeline Gace cringed as she heard the door slammed. "What the hell is happening over there?" the teenage girl muttered as she crept to get a closer look. She tucked her raven hair behind her bright green eyes. She wore a plain white tee, with baggy blue jeans and dirty, caked with mud, tennis shoes. Madeline was on her way home from her part time job when she heard someone slammed something very breakable. "Mark and Adam won't like this if I get home late," she thought as she got closer. "Either way, it's not that big of a deal of me being a few minutes late home."

Jess cried out in desperation as Tim picked up Penny's seemingly innocent form and headed for the door. "Tim NO!" Just then the door opened and a muddied up girl (on her sneakers anyway) peeked in at them curiously. Thank god! She thought with a hoarse relieved sigh. Then something struck her.

"Did you call this girl here? Well, it wont make a difference!" But Penny was lying through her teeth, she knew that if Tim looked into the girl's eyes, even for the briefest second, her spell would be broken. Oh, damn!

Jess smiled as she listened to Penny's reckless thoughts. For an evil genius, Penny was really stupid. "Look at the man if you want to live!" She yelled to the girl. "Make eye contact!" She pleaded. Please, girl, she repeated over and over in her mind. Please.

Madeline was shocked and looked into the man's eyes. She really wanted to live and with all due respect, she didn't know if this person was telling the truth about 'if you want to live' part. Madeline remembers how her brother would tease her and say to do something ridiculous and then shout, 'If you want to live.' But that was in the past, about a year ago maybe even more.

Tim dropped Penny and stumbled backwards in a daze, holding his head. What the hell, he thought to himself as a pair of eyes flashed continuously through his mind. Green and captivating. He felt his legs give out underneath him, as he had backed into the couch. A sudden overwhelming urge to give in and just fall over sleeping began to consume him. And so he did.

Jess watched her brother fall backwards onto the couch, then grow still. She sighed and examined the situation before her with renewed interest. The girl had actually listened to her.

Penny scooted away from the approaching Jessica, whimpering pathetically. Don't hurt me, she pleaded, knowing Jess would hear her, but wouldn't listen.

"No," Jess stated, grinning. She stopped and kneeled before Penny. "I think I will."

"Uh, what the hell just happened?" Madeline question her, "and what the hell is going on?" She hadn't seen or heard much when she had to come check it out the noise. "If I survive tonight, I think Adam will be the first one to try to kill me," the teenager thought as she remembered her roommate's grudge, or what seemed like one, on her. "At least Mark will stop him before it gets too violent; most times it seemed like he's the only sane one in our group!"

Jess sighed upon hearing the girls voice. She was grateful and all, but she wanted to get on with killing Penny . . . slowly. Jess didn't even turn around before she replied, "You don't wanna know; go home before you get involved any more than necessary." Ya the girl was confused, but she would be scared shitless if she were to hear the truth.

"NO! She's going to kill me! Don't leave!" Penny inched closer to the girl trying to grab at her legs. Jess didn't give her the chance. She grabbed Penny's arm and threw her across the room. Penny writhed in mid-air, trying to stop herself before she collided with something. Too late.

Penny snorted as Penny fell unconscious after whacking her head on the coffee table. Jess slid into the girl's conscious, and quickly dove out again. Madeline wouldn't just walk away, it seemed.

Jess sighed and motioned for Madeline to come in closer. "Close the door behind you, Maddie."

She gulped slightly and closed the door. "Wait, how do you know my name? Did we go to the same school?" Madeline asked, as she came closer.

"Medor kos! Shaesi si caer air mi?" (Stupid girl! Where the hell is she?) a young man muttered as he was searching the area for someone. "Siaësi'm kyl sai cor ti shael ci thol or sar Tadaeloli'm jhari thys si 3s sosti sor tyl!" (Tyëre's going to kill me when he finds out that Madeline's late for the 3rd time this month!) He had silver, possibly pure white hair, and black as night eyes. The man wore a baggy sweatshirt that had a nintendo logo on it, with baggy black jeans. "Eil shia si caer pai Ai cali sai shaes saeri thaejol cestal tyrol?!" (And why the hell do I have to wear these freaking human clothing?!)

"No, we didn't. I just moved here." Jess went behind the counter and rummaged around. "I'm making us some coffee. If a customer comes to the door," she paused and looked back towards where Maddie was standing awkwardly. "Well come in, then! Sit somewhere! I'll turn the sign in the front of the shop; we shouldn't be bothered."

Jess paused, listening to the ranting of a man--a foreign man, it seemed. Jess studied the girls face--this was connected to her. "Now, who might that be? Who is looking for you Maddie?"

"How do you know if someone's looking for me?" she asked. "I didn't hear him say my name...and you never told me how you knew mine since this is the first time that we actually met, last time I checked."

The man glanced over at the shop and spotted Madeline. He dashed over. "Madeline...Mark and I were...worried..." he said, hesitating on some of the words. "Who...she?" he asked staring at Jess, like he was analyzing her.

"Oh, this is Adam! He's kinda my roommate," Madeline quickly explained to Jess.

"Hi, Adam. Maddie you should know that I know everything you know," Jess replied, still getting out ingredients for her coffee. Jess sensed more questions coming on and almost threw the blender at the girl; could she never just shut up? "Before you even ask, oh annoying one, I read minds." Jess didn't have to worry about the girl leaking anything out--she had said it in Maddie's mind, and who would take her word for it? Jess snickered and looked over at Adam. She tried to flick into his mind, substantiate her theories, but was blocked.

"You are not human," she spat vehemently at Adam, stepping out from behind the counter.

"What...gave...away?" he asked, glaring at her now. Like hell he was going to down without a fight.

"Adam, no fighting!" Madeline cried out.

"I only...half human..." Adam admitted, still glaring at Jess.

"What else are you?" Jess inquired walking forward slowly. "And as for what gave it away," she stopped and pondered how to play it off. "It was your hair." Urgh, she thought to herself, lame.

"Come on," Jess invited with a smile, sitting down at a booth. "Sit, and explain."

"He's a half elf..." Madeline sighed, receiving a glare from Adam.

"ON MESI, SAeR AeLAeSEiLI ShAR SI CAeR Ai EiS! Ai'T KYL SAi ThELOL PAi EiLEiRdAe!" (OH SURE, TELL EVERYONE WHAT THE HELL I AM! I'M GOING TO FUCKING DIE ANYWAY!) Adam yelled, obviously pissed off.

Ah, Jess thought frowning slightly in return to Adam's glare, it is starting to make sense; I'm not even sure if I really wanna know everything.

Across the room, Penny stirred and began to mumble incoherently. Jess smiled viciously and cracked off a piece of the table, then hurled it at Penny's head as hard as she could manage. Jess heard something crunch and watched Penny collapse, once again.

Adam stopped glaring and looked at Jess in amusement. "She interesting. Much more you than," Adam told Madeline.

"He's taking lessons on how to speak English," Madeline explained.

Jess smiled. "So, you've explained a bit, should I follow your example?" She expected as much.

Adam nodded. "Start with boy," he stated pointing at Tim.

"My brother," she returned, smiling. "Maddie saved him, and myself. But, there is a catch. Something I 'forgot' to mention to her." Jess waited for the expected screaming and accusations.

"What catch? Can't be worse than Mark's," Adam muttered, remembering his older brother's actions that led to having Madeline traveling with the two of them.

"Something I hate, something she could love or hate." Jess sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "My brother is probobly going to fall for you now, Maddie." Jess looked up at them both and continued, straining herself through her headache.

"She broke Penny's spell, with her eyes. It's hard for even me to understand. . . but, the bitch over there had my brother hypnotized and if my brother made eye contact with another woman he could love, the spell would be broken. That's why you saved us, because if he looked at me, it wouldn't have mattered, I'm his sister--we don't go for incest."

"That makes sense..." Adam muttered. "We go soon. Mark's patientence go for so long"

"Ok, go. My brother will be wanting to meet you again, Maddie." Jess eyed her carfully, and communicated something more between them. "I will hurt you if you hurt him. You've seen what I am capable of."

"Thanks again for helping us, Maddie. We owe you our lives." Jess smiled, not so nicely, but did she ever?

"I'll come by tomorrow, ok?" Madeline promised.

"And you not speak of me being what I am...understood?" Adam asked Jess, glaring at her. "You have yet to see what I can do."

Jess smiled viciously. "And you haven't seen all that I can do."

"I can guess from girl," he smirked evilly, glancing at Penny.

"I'll be seeing you. Let yourselves out alright?" Jess hurried over to her brother and straightened out his position so that he could be more comfortable. After that she headed over to Penny and stuffed some plastic wrap under her head; she didn't want the carpet stained.

They nodded and left the shop and headed on home. "Madeline...you bit more than chew," Adam muttered as he walked faster, getting ahead of her. "Why is this person so concern with this idiot girl falling in love with someone. It's not she's going to fall in love with me! That's a scary thought."

Jess loomed over Penny's quivering figure. "See? People who met you for for two minutes could see past your charade. They left you at my mercy without a second thought." Jess smiled and bent forward, sweeping Penny's hair from in front of your eyes.

Don't take my hair! Screamed Penny in her mind before she could stop herself. Then, realizing all was lost anyhow, she continued, please don't!

"It will be the first of many parts of your body to go." Jess smiled and knocked Penny out again with a swift rabbit punch. Penny's whining was getting annoying. Jess wouldn't really hurt her. It wasn't her place to. She was making all these promises in place for Jacob; he probably had a lot in mind for his dear sister. Jess softened a bit and thought, but nothing close to what I have cooking Jacob, my love.

(I've got nothing)

Later that night, Jess sat on the couch with Tim after dropping off Penny at Jacob's house. Which, she thought bitterly, used to be by home . . . my sanctuary.

"Jess," Tim murmured, kissing her forehead and ruffling her hair. "You have to let that go."

I have, she thought in return, coming nowhere close to fooling him. Tim, she thought burying her face in his chest, he doesn't love me. Jess thought back to their more recent encounter.

"How could you do that to my sister?" Jacob had yelled.

"How could you let your sister do that to me?" She'd had to fight down tears as Jacob scowled and closed the door of her own home in her face.

He doesn't love me, she repeated to herself subconsciously.

Don't worry about that, Tim tried to distract her, but found his heart wasn't in it. He was too preoccupied with the days events. That girl, he couldn't get her out of his mind!

((that help any?))

(it helped, thanks)

"I wonder how things are going to work out with them," Madeline thought as they went to their rooms after they got home. Mark had scoulded them for coming in late and making him worried way to much about what could've happened.

"Shar si caer shaesi o solol, kyl os jhoji sar? O tyr'bi shael mael shia mysti oraes car-aelaer eil kyrael colaer!" (What the hell were you thinking, going off like that? You could've been seen by some other half-elves and gotten killed!) Mark yelled at Adam first because they were brothers. "And you shouldn't have snuck around anywhere, no matter what you heard!" Mark said as he got after the young girl.

The next morning Tim didn't have to wake up, he'd been awake all night with Jess. She'd been very attached to Jacob, and he just disregarded her feelings all the time. Urgh, Tim just wanted to send the little man down to Hell where he belonged, but Jess wouldn't have it. Some bonds aren't breakable, and she would just follow him to damnation.

Tim went through his daily routine, working the counter, making the coffee, while Jess served as the waitress--something she pretended to hate, but secretly enjoyed. Tim sometimes wondered why she tried to hide things from him, but it was obvious enough. She was too proud. Too damn proud.

Tim wondered, without conscious decision, when this 'Maddie' person would show up. He couldn't get her out of his head . . . and he found that he didn't want to. Her eyes . . . her entrancing bright green eyes. He kept seeing them in his head. Those eyes had saved him--and his sister. Those eyes had him in their thrall.

"Crap, crap, crap!" Madeline muttered as she rushed to get ready for work. "Why the hell didn't anyone wake me up?"

"O cali eil eilas tys sar shys; o ber cali sai tes tar ail os aes sai caes air kai os!"(You have an alarm clock that works; you just have too much crap in your ears to hear it go off) Adam replied to her as he sipped his coffee. "Shia pai kos ver eir si jhar maelyl? Ail tia thysia os shalol sor aes, air maes jhoji aelaesia thaestali pyr sor." (Why do girls rush at the last second? In my fourty years walking this earth, it seems like every female does this.)

"No earthly clue," Mark replied as he continued to read the newspaper. "Try not to be late this time, Maddie," he called out to her as she dashed out of the apartment.

Jess wasn't enjoying the day's work--surprisingly. She normally loved it: the smell of fresh coffee, the promise of new, exciting, people. But, today was horrible. She rushed through her work, trying to meet everyone's demands, trying to keep her head on straight; distraction was the answer. Just pretend nothing has happened. Just pretend he . . . didn't . . . Jess felt her lower lip wobble and watched in horror as her hand trembled so much that she spilled coffee into the lap of the man she was serving! Oh, nooo, she whined to herself.

"I am so sorry! I--I--" She sighed, giving up on an excuse. "I'll go get a towel . . ."

((Eh, you can make the man one of your characters cus I don't know who to make him.))

"It's no trouble, young lady. Listen, I'm looking for a couple. I need to find the picture of them so you go get the towel while I look, alright?" the man told her.

"Right," she answered cautiously, backing away from the man. She didn't go into his mind; she didn't want to know.

Jess blocked herself from the man and hurried away to get a towel. Clumsy. Clumsy. Clumsy. Clumsy.

She retrieved it, and headed back to the man.

He was holding a piece of paper with a man with albino hair and black eyes and a girl with black hair and bright green eyes, in the photo. "I'm looking for these two; have you seen them at all?" the man asked.

Shit.

"Woaw, he's fine," she tried to make herself seem giddy and stupid. "No I haven't met them. I'd like to meet him, though. They're a couple, you say? Damn. Well, got to go!" Even with her block up, she knew this man wasn't going to deliver any good news to Maddie and Adam--if they had even given her their real names.

She husltled away, but regained some of her sence and threw the towl behind her, hoping it made to to the man. On, a second thought, she realized, maybe that hadn't been the product of gaining sence, but losing it.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

He did a small smirk as he caught the towel and watch her leave. The man simply snapped his fingers and the mess went away; he paid the bill and left, only knowing when he was going to return.

A few hours later, Madeline entered the shop. "Why do I have a bad feeling that Jess is going to accuse me of something that I didn't do?"

"Something you didn't do?" Whispered Jess from the booth they had sat in yesterday. "Pray tell, what you could mean, Maddie." She didn't look up at Maddie, didn't alert her brother of her entrance; he was on his way anyways, he would notice for himself.

"Look, something happened a few months ago, and some full blood elf or half-elf tried to rape me and...Adam and I had to kill him to stop him. It wasn't our fault; Adam was just trying to help me."

"So, now the elves are after you," Jess finished for her without feeling. "Poor Adam, being alienated from his own species." Jess sighed upon hearing her brother's 'voice'. "My brother wants to see you," Jess whispered, stirring her coffee. "A man came for you and Adam. I sent him away. He will be back."

"I think my brother has fallen for you," Jess said almost cheerfully, but it was fake. She laughed, "Here he comes now. . ."

She nodded. "So how are you guys doing today?" Madeline asked Jess.

"How the Hell do you think?" Jess transfered with her mind, but put on a nice show for anyone who might be listening.

"Oh, just great! Tim, I think I'll leave you two to talk," Jess plastered a smile on her face and left the room. She walked up the stairs, shuffled into her room, and collapsed onto her bed, trying to muffle the world around her--even for just a moment. A moment of piece. A moment all her own . . .

Madeline cringed a little at the mental yell but recovered as Tim walked into the room.

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