Divided

"I heard you yelling... and I thought you needed help..." Frank said
"No I don't need help, I just thought it would be fun to break my ankle on purpose!" I said sarcasticly
"Well if you don't need my help, I have better things to do than to deal with brats! Hope you enjoy the company of wolfs because thats whats around here after nightfall." He started to turn around and leave.
"Wait! You can't leave out here by myself!" I said in panic
"I thought you said you didn't need my help." Frank said, with his back turned
"I... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to be rude, I just had a really bad day..." I said, looking at the ground, feeling a bit ashamed for actually acting like a brat.
"Sooooooo...." Frank said, turned half way to face me
"So I need help.... Help me please... I fell and I think I broke my ankle..."
"Now thats better!" Frank said, he turned around to face me with a smile on his face.
Now that I actually look at him properly, he's... kind of cute. He has dark hair falling a bit in front of his eyes, which are hazel and a cute smile. I think he's about my height, maybe a little taller. He was wearing a tshirt from a band I didn't recognise and his arms, hands and kneck are filled with tattoos, I assume that the rest of his body is coverd like that too...which if you think about it...is kind of hot.
"I need to take of your shoe to get a better look at it" Frank said, breaking my daydreaming about his tattoos.
"I... what?" I said in a daze.
He smiled, he has a really nice smile, "Your shoe. I have to take of to get a better look at your ankle"
"Oh right! Yeah go ahead..."
Very slowly he starts to take of my all star, the movement hurt and I cringed with pain
"Sorry, sorry, I know it hurts, I'll try not to make it worst, just...just focus on something else for a moment."
"Well that shouldn't be hard" I thought.
My eyes drifted back to his arms and to the complex designs of his tattoos. "I wonder what they all mean..." then all of a sudden, my eyes stop and focus on a small drawing on the back of his hand between his thumb and forefinger on his right hand.. a Fleur de Lis.
"You're a Caster?!" I ask, completly taken off guard
He smiles but doesn't look away from my ankle.
"A Healer right?" I continue to ask "Thats what the flower means, your a Light Caster Healer"
"That's right. And you are....?
"Nothing...so far..."
"Haven't been Chosen yet?" He looks straight into my eyes
"I..." I have to break contact if I am to answer, I can't think while he's looking at me...weird..."No, I haven't.."
"And clearly not very excited for that to happen either..." he said. It was my turn to smile
"That obvious?"
"Might as well have a sign around your neck..."
I laugh but the movement makes my ankle hurt again.
"I can't heal it properly here" he says "Do you mind if I carry you to my car? I have what I need there."
"I... I think so... is it far?"
"Just down the road, over there" he pointed out, I almost couldn't see his car because of the light fading so quickly.
"Okay, you just have to help me to get up...please"
"You're not walking there, that would just make it worse!"
"Then how to you sudggest I..." Before I could finish he picked off the ground and into his arms, he might have been smaller than most men, but, boy was he strong!
"I might be to heavy for this..."
"Not really" He looked at me and smilled "I can assure you, I've carried heavier things"
I don't know if should take that as a complement or not...
We reach his car and he sets me down on the floor, He opens up his trunk and from the inside came a strong smell of forest herbs, flowers and wood.
"Here, sit on the edge of the trunk" He helped me sit, and started taking things of a couple of boxes, some were herbs that he was smashing until they were a green paste. after that he took out some bandeges. I watched him cover the white fabric of the bandeges with the paste with some curiosity. I never met a Healer before. They were mostly Light Casters.
When he fineshed covering every part of fabric with the green thing, he started wrapping it around my ankle. The instant touch of the cold paste against my skin made the pain go away, it was incredible.
"How did you do that?" I asked still amazed by my lack of pain
"Some herbs have calming properties, thats what you're feeling, the absence of pain, but what I'm going to do next might hurt a bit..."
"And what's..." Before I could finish my question he poped my ankle into place, I screamed in pain but he hold my hand and squezzed it.
"I'm sorry but I had to do that!" He looked at my face, he looked worried, I must have looked nausiated because he told me to put my head between my legs and breath slowly. That kind of helped
"A "Heads-up" would have been nice..." I said, my voice cracking with the pain
"If I told you, you would never be ready for the pain..."
"Thats a strange theory..."
"But an accurate one."
I looked up and he was staring at me, with a worried look on his face, but with a smile on his lips.
"Seeing that you were on foot in the middle of the woods, I assume you live around here. I should take you home." he said
"I can go by myself" I didn't want him anywhere NEAR the house.
"Even if that was true, its not going to happen, I'm not letting a girl walk around on her own, in the dark, in the middle of the woods. So lets get in the car and I'll take you there"
I hesitated, but he was right, I could look after myself, but with my ankle like that, I don't think I could stand up against anything that tried to hurt me. So in the end, I got in the car.
It's not something I would normaly do, him being a total stranger and all, but there was something about him that made me trust him...
"Serial Killers looked like they could be trusted too you know!" said the little Psychologist voice in the back of my head. "Oh shut up you idiot!" I thought to myself. Being a future psychologist and studying crime, made trust people even less then I already did. But Frank was different... He had kind eyes...
I was so deep inside my thoughts that I didn't realize that he was talking to me
"I'm sorry, what?" I asked
"I was asking if I'm ever going to know your name?" He said, looking at me from the corner of his eye
"Jane, my name is Jane..."
"Just Jane?" He smirked
"Just Jane...for now..."
I realized we were reaching the house and I told him that he could just drop me off here and I would walk
"I told you, I'm not letting you walk on that ankle, no matter how short of a distance."
I started getting nervous, the last thing I wanted was Gerard seeing Frank with me and starting a scene. What if the rest of the family was still there? My heart was racing, and I started sweating.
We reached the clearing, and to my surprise and relief, the other cars, except for Mikey's, Gerard's and the Ferrari, which I now assume it's Andrew Melt's car.
"Great...no more family, but still a very awkward situation" I thought.
Frank parked the car in front of the steps the led to the house and went around the car to help me. I hear the front door open and I hold my breath to see who was there. It was Mikey.
"Jane! There you are! I was worried sick! What happend?"
"She broke her ankle while running" Frank said before I could answer, he was still holding me by the waist to help me maintain balance.
Mikey looked at Frank with a superior look and took his mesurements. Frank tensed up next to me. "Oh no.." I thought.
"Thank you for your help Healer." Mikey spat the words at him "But I'll take it from here."
"I think I should at least help her inside, seeing that I was the one that helped her and all." Frank said with an angry tone.
"That won't be necessary." Gerard came to the door
"Shit..." I said under my breath, the three man ignored me.
"Like my brother said" Gerard continued "We'll take it from here."
Frank was about to answer back when I interrupted.
"Frank thank you so much for your help, but I'm fine now." I stressed the last words and looked at him wide eyed, a signal for him to leave it alone and walk away.
"Are you sure?" Frank stared back at me, same worried look as before.
"Positive, now go. Please..."
Still tensed, Frank let me go and I was caught by Mikey. Frank looked at my brothers with eyes like blades.
"It was nice to meet you Jane. I hope to see you again soon..." He looked at me with meaningful eyes.
"Lets go Jane" Gerard said with a cold voice.
Mikey carried me up the steps, and Frank walked away to his car.
When we got in the house, I glanced back outside to see Frank still staring at me looking worried. The door closed.
I turned around to face my older brother.He looked like he was about to reap my heart out of my chest.
Outside, I heard Franks car drive away.
"I'm in deep trouble..."

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