Crimson Red Rush

-----Jolene-----

"And then she was being so—suspicious Joey," Bam whined as he laid his head on my shoulder, Ryan and I got dressed and decided to help poor Bam out. I knew what she was doing, and I knew what I would do to Novak when I seen him. “What could she be doing?”

“Nothing, Bam,” I lied. “She’s probably just grumpy.”

"You sure?"

"I'm positive, " I smiled and pecked his lips. "Little sister knows, now go sleep."

"Little sister has got to stop kissing me on the lips, you freak people out," he mumbled walking away.

“Let’s just go,” I chuckled, Bam grabbing the keys as we all walked out to his car.

"I mean it," he nodded. "I swear every time you do Raab grosses out."

"Its not like I'm tonguing you Bam," I twitched. "That's disgusting."

“Incest,” Ryan stuck out his tongue, Bam pulling out of the drive way.

"That's gross," I twitched again. "See I'm twitching."

"You should be, you love your brother!"

"I do love him," I kissed Bam's cheek. "Just not how you think Dunn."

“Sure,” he mumbled sarcastically.

“Yes,” I nodded, Bam driving up to the curb.

"Come on," Bam nodded to get out, which I did while helping Ryan out.

"Come on asshole lover," I grinned. "You know, we used that perfectly."

"We did didn't we?"

“Yep,” I nodded as we all stepped onto the porch.

"Knock," Bam pointed as he leaned against the railing.

"Why don't you?"

"Because I don't want too."

“Fine,” I groaned and knocked on the door, hearing grunts and squeaks.

"What?" Charlie opened the door wearing Novak's shirt, I raised an eyebrow and shook my head as Bam walked up behind me.

"Charlie…"

"Oh no…"

“You bitch,” Bam growled.

“Bam, I-I-“

"Nice one Charlie," I sighed as I followed Bam off the porch; he was stomping off in a fury. "Bam!"

"Bam please!" Charlie yelled.

"Ryan come on!" I shouted as I grabbed Bam's arm and turned him around and hugged him.

“Bam,” Char said softly, Novak walking out.

“Oh fuck.”

"Get in," I said to Bam, then waved Ryan in the front seat as Bam climbed in the back.

"I can't fucking believe her."

“Guys, I-“ Char began.

“Fuck off, Charlotte!” I screamed, pulling away from the curb.

"Don't take me home," Bam whispered. "Take me to the bar."

"No Bam—"

"Take me to the fucking bar," he said harshly.

“No! Bam, just no!” I shouted, slamming my hands on the wheel as he grunted.

"Fuck," he mumbled. "Fine then."

"Thank you," I growled.

“Whatever…”

-----Charlotte-----

“Oh fuck…” I walked back into the house, pacing. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck…”

"Chill its okay," Novak said slowly.

"No damn it!" I stomped. “I really hurt him!”

“Charlotte,” He grabbed my hand softly and looked into my eyes. “Calm down.”

“No,” I looked away as he kissed me softly. "Stop!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm upset and I need to talk to Bam, not fuck you again," I growled.

“Char,” He whined. “C’mon!”

“No!” I yelled. “This is why I left you in the first place!”

"Then why did you come back?"

"I don't know," I said slowly as I glared at him. "And its obviously a mistake."

“No it wasn’t,” he shook his head and held my hand. “I love you, Charlotte.”

"Yeah well," I shook my head. "I used to love you, but you changed."

“Char, please.”

“Don’t please me, Brandon,” I growled. “I don’t fucking love you anymore.”

"Fine," he glared and let go of my hand. "Get out of my house."

"With ease."

“Fuck you, bitch.”

“You already did,” I mocked, stomping out onto his porch and slamming the door shut.

-----Jolene------

"Don't worry," I whispered hugging Bam. "Its okay."

"What happened?" I heard a deep, Finnish accented voice.

“Ville,” I growled. “Why do you care?”

“Just tell me.”

“Fine.” I sighed. "Charlie was over at Novak's and we went to get her and found out she was having sex with him."

"Oh," he said wide eyed. "I'm sorry Bammi."

"That bitch," he kept saying. "I can't believe she did that to me."

“I kinda feel guilty,” Ville mumbled. “I drove her away.”