Us vs. Them

"Ray, stop it!" I yelled, smacking my brother's arm. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Killing him.." he snarled, his fingers reaching for Mikey's throat.
"Easy, easy!" Gerard yelled too, pulling Ray back by his shirt. "What did he do?"
"Exactly! What did he do, Ray?" I screeched.

Ray just glared down at me like I was something he loathed entirely. I stepped back a little, looking from him to Frank to Gerard to the heap on the floor that was Mikey.

"You think we..? Mikey and I?"
"Ray, she's your fucking sister.." Mikey groaned, stumbling to his feet. "Plus, she's 17.. I'm twice her age.."
"Didn't stop you in the shower, did it, Way?" he growled.
I looked up at him. "The shower? What are you talking about?"
"His shirt is all wet, Taylor. You both look like you were fucked pretty damn good and I--"
"EXCUSE ME?!"

All 4 of us looked over at Mikey like he had just killed a dog.

"I did not fuck your sister, Ray! For the last time, I did not fuck your sister. She slipped out of the shower and I was taking a piss, like I said I was going to, and she fell on me. We both saw things we would have liked not to. That's why I'm wet and she won't look at me. I'm pretty sure the sight of my cock pretty much ruined her liking for men everywhere so you're welcome."

"Hopefully not every man.." Frank mumbled, just low enough for me to hear him. I looked over at him and caught him palming himself slightly behind the counter. I looked away quickly, my cheeks red.

"So you didn't fuck my baby sister?"
"Of course not!"
"But you would?"
"Anyone would!"

Ray stiffened his jaw again and inched towards Mikey, but Gerard got there first.

"What Michael means is that Taylor is a very beautiful girl and any guy would be lucky to even catch the time of day from her."
"Yeah, he better mean that. Or I'll fucking ghost him."
"Ray, you're being over dramatic," I sighed, running my fingers through my wet hair. He looked over at me and his face softened a bit.
"I only worry about you because you're my little sister, okay? I know how these guys are, hooking up with random girls we come across... I don't want you to be one of them, alright?"
I rolled my eyes and nodded. "If it'll make it easier, I'll just leave whenever Cori gets back. I can't stand being here anyways."

I left for Frank's room, since I stayed in there anyways, and slammed the door. Upstairs I could hear Gerard sigh loudly and dramatically and Frank continue with the dishes. Ray and Mikey apparently made up because they were laughing over Star Wars a couple minutes later. I walked over to the window and sighed, leaning my forehead against the dirty pane. A pair of headlights brought my attention back to reality.

Cori? Dr. D?

The passenger's side door opened and a white trench coat stepped out of the vehicle.

"Give me the girl, Killjoys! And no one gets hurt.."

Oh my God.

Korse.

Notes

Sorry, I've been busy..

Anyways, this chapter sucks ass.