Teenagers

Kaleb:

"You should see your truck." His brother laughed. "It's a wreck. I still can't figure how you got so banged up unless you weren't in your seat belt."

"I was hit by a semi, I'm going to be pretty banged up." Kaleb growled. "Something you want?"

"Ya, I"m taking you home, thought I'd see how you were doing." His brother replied.

"I'm fine."

Sybyla

I sat there, akwardly holding Kalebs hand. I probably owed him my life. I was frail, falling didn't agree with me. Not that falling agreed with anybody, but I got banged up easily, a crash...I'd be dead.

When his brother left to pee I leaned in and whispered something in his ear.

"You didn't have to do that."

"Do what?"

"Save my life like that."

Kaleb:

"Yes I did." He replied looking at her.

"No, you didn't."

"Yes, Syb I did, cause I have this weird feeling that if you were gone, I'd have nothing." He gently pulled her face to his and kissed her lips softly ignoring the pain it caused him.

Sybyla

When I pulled away, it wasn't willingly. I could tell he was in pain.

"Don't push yourself," I warned.

"I wasn't," he said in mock innocence.

"Don't do anything that would cause you pain." I kissed his lips for a second at best.

"Hey little bro, stop making out they're discharging you. Oh and you got a perscription for Vicadin."

He groaned "Oh joy they've gone for the big guns now."

"You won't respond to anything else anymore."

Kaleb:

Kaleb groaned as a shot of Vicadin they had given him earlier kicked in. "Do i have to go in a wheelchair?"

"Yup." Kaleb frowned.

"I'll walk." He stood up and braced himself on the bed.

"WE'll see how long this lasts, only lasts about five steps." The doctor laughed.

Sybyla

We all watched as he tried to stand up, I bet I was the only nervous set of eyes of the group. From what the doctor said I gathered that he was here a lot. Still didn't stop me from being worried.

He stood up and walked as straightly as he could into the main lobby. Then he started to warble. I was instantly at his side doing my best to help him stay standing.

Kaleb:

Kaleb growled as he sank down in the wheelchair his brother pushed behind him. He crossed his arms angerly. He hated riding in this stupid thing, but everything was wanting to go dark again.

"You ok?" Syb asked.

"I'm fine." He replied.

"Don't believe him, he will never admit to not being fine." His brother laughed.

Sybyla

I faked a smile, "duly noted."

We got him into the car and drived back to his house. His brother and I sat in the front seat, in an uncomfortable silence. He kept eyeing me suspiciously.

"Whats your name?"

"Sybyla Crawford." I couldn't believe that I told him my real name. I was in for it now.

Kaleb's brother (Forgot hsi name):

Ben (I"ll use that) looked back at the sleeping Caleb. He was dating a CRAWFORD!" He looked back at the girl his jaw setting into a firm clench.

"Crawford? YOu do know he is a Tarver." Ben said trying to steady his voice.

"Yes."

"He know your a Crawford?"

"Yes." It took everything in Ben to keep from growling.

"You have NO right to make my lil brother fall for you. Every Crawford is scum and I wont' let you around him."

"That isn't your choice." She said easily.

"Your a Crawford, Crawfords and Tarvers don't get along."

Sybyla

"We do," I said flatly. "I don't give a shit that he's a Tarver." I settled more comfortably into the seat. "I like Kaleb for Kaleb, and I'm probably in more trouble than you'd think for comin."

"You really think its gonna make things better?"

I shook my head, "it'd probably make it worse. But so long as he's willing I'll never leave him."

Then a thought occured to me and I started blushing.

"what?"

"You really think he likes me?"

"Sadly yes."

Ben:

Ben turned into his driveway. "Sadly? It was our parents fight not ours." The girl argued.

"Doesn't matter."

"What doesn't matter?" Kaleb's voice driffted up to the front.

"Nuthin, bro, nuthin." He replied shutting off the engine and getting out.


Kaleb:

"What doesn't matter?" Kaleb asked again, to Syb this time though.

Sybyla

"Your brother found out I'm a Crawford."

Kaleb made a face.

"He says it doesn't matter that its our parents fight, not ours."

"Come on," he said, "doesn't matter he'll get over it when he finds out how wonderful you are."

I blushed again, "I hope I'm wonderful enough."

Kaleb:

"Your more then wonderful enough." He grinned opening his door and hobbling out. He quickly opened her door. "Come on, lets get inside."


*cries*

Sybyla

As soon as we entered the living room I sat him on a large couch.

"Really this-"

"Humor me," I said as I sat next to him. My tiny form nearly dissappeared as he wrapped his arm around me. "Does this hurt?"

"Its the good kind of hurt."

"Riight."

I tried to move but he held me there, "I like it better this way."

"As soon as you're in pain you tell me okay?"

Kaleb:

Kaleb nodded. He ignored the pain though, no way was he about to let her go. Ben walked in and rolled his eyes. "Your ignorant." He hissed leaving.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Bi polar to an extreme." Kaleb replied. He reached for the remote and flipped the tv on searching for something good to watch, but ending up on a station playing music. He burried his face in the crook of Syb's neck and breathed in. "You smell good." He breathed.