|5 Simple Rules
Author: AmandaOdair PM
Pest set up five rules in order for him and Jane to be together, she had to follow them, for her own safety, and she gladly agreed to them and lived by them. Well, that was until the attack on the block happen, that was the day all rules where broken, and all expectations as well. Of course the question here is, who is going to step up and fight?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Pest - Chapters: 7 - Words: 15,418 - Reviews: 67 - Favs: 50 - Follows: 54 - Updated: 07-21-12 - Published: 07-13-12 - id: 8317095
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I don't own any character's, except Jane and Caroline.
The Block wasn't only made up of hooligans, it also had people like my sister and I. We were normal people, weren't in gangs, we didn't smoke, okay we sometimes got drunk, but who doesn't? Once in a while our lives would intertwine with Moses' gang, but it only went as far as talking and hanging out in the lobby.
Mostly, because we knew they weren't the best crowd, and we didn't have the background that led us to be in a gang. Yeah, those boys didn't truly want to be in a gang, they just felt that being in one was the only way.
Moses, with his uncle always being away and almost no money; he felt he had to find a way to defend himself and make some money. Biggz, he's mom had lost her job and went into depression; only relief was the gang. Dennis, all of his brother's went to college and where successful, except Dennis has always struggled, because he has dyslexia. He felt he was only good for gang and violence. Jerome, he was always picked on for being too smart and yet having no money, in this gang he found a way to have friends, and get some money along the way. Finally, Pest living with his grandma because everyone else left him; he found a place he belonged in the gang… and weed.
They choose to be in the gang, but you could see why.
My sister and I don't have any issues. Mom and dad together, we have enough money, and we are both normal. No excuse for being in a gang, we watched from the outside.
That was of course, until my drunken ass hooked up with Pest at party that Tia threw. He was high, I was drunk, and one thing led to another and well you know the rest. Obviously, we didn't start dating after the hook up.
But it was extremely awkward after it, every morning when my sister and I would go down to the lobby to go to school; the boys would be there…
"So it's been three weeks since you slept with him and he still hasn't tried to ask you out?" Caroline asked as we walked down the hallway to the elevator. I sighed, as she opened her school bag and sprayed some perfume into the hall.
We lived on the 11th floor, right under Ron's floor, which means it always smelled like weed, but my parents ignored it.
"Carol, when was the last time any guy you slept with asked you out." I told her as I pressed the elevator button. I desperately wanted to change the subject, because it was known fact that I had school girl crush on Pest since we moved into the Block three years ago. Plus, it'd be an understatement if I said he was alright in bed.
"Oh Little Jane, it's pretty obvious that after you hooked up with him that, the little crush turned into something more. So, don't try to change the subject." Caroline teased me, I glared at her. "He hasn't even tried to talk to you?"
I was about to answer when the elevator doors opened, we got in and I prepared to explain to my older sister, my relationship with Pest.
"Yeah, he's tried to talk to me, and we've been texting and talking on the phone; but nothing more." I mumbled. Caroline's brown eyes looked at me as if I was insane.
"You had sex! What more is there?" She practically yelled; I chuckled at her expression. We looked forward and both sighed. We weren't twins, just sisters, we where one and a half year apart, but we where our only friends.
We didn't like Tia or Dimples, or any of those girls; we kept to ourselves, well, most of the time at least.
"I'm just saying, he's seventeen, you'd think he'd be more mature about this." Caroline commented as the elevator made the "ding" sound to signal we reached the bottom floor.
Even before the doors opened, I could hear their laughter, and the shrieks of Tia's group. I got that nauseous feeling I've become use too, and suddenly I became incredibly nervous. But I just took a deep breath and shared a look with Caroline as the doors opened.
The boys and Tia's group where in the corner, most of the boys doubled over in laughter as most of Tia's group tried to keep straight faces. Usual scene, except Dimples was sitting next to Pest, staring at him like he was a Calvin Klein model. Bitch.
She never even talked to him before.
"Let's just get to school." Caroline said looking over at the group also. I nodded, and we got out of the elevator, we where making great progress that is until Victor, the manger of the complex, called us.
"McGerrotts!"He said behind us. I looked at Caroline and she looked back, both of us suspecting what was about to happen.
"Over here ladies." He spoke sternly. The whole lobby went silent, and Caroline groaned. We shouldn't have done it, I knew it, but we had invited some friends from America over.
We turned and went to Victor; he smiled at us, and brought out a box full of empty beer bottles.
"I don't think your parents know of your exciting weekend."He told us. Caroline waved a hand and shrugged.
"Oh no, neither of us slept with anyone." She told him smiling. Victor's eyes grew wide and he looked between the both of us.
"I don't think he meant that Caroline." I told her, smiling, knowing she was going to joke her way out of this.
"You are both children!" Victor said pointing a finger at Caroline and I.
"Yes, but who said children have to be virgins?" Caroline said looking at Victor confused.
"Not written in the Bible." I backed her up.
"Please, tell me you are joking." Victor told us softening his tone. Caroline and I looked at each other.
"Wish we were." We said in unison.
"Okay, obviously not my business, I'll just-"Victor stopped talking and sighed. "Forget about this."
I nodded my head at him, as he practically ran out of the lobby. Well, Victor wasn't going to talk to us, ever again.
"Wow that was impressive loves." I heard behind us, instantly I knew it was Biggz; because Biggz is the flirt in the group and most confident.
I turned around to see him standing directly behind us. He smiled at me and winked, I looked over at Caroline who just chuckled.
"I thought you where all too high to notice that." She told him, getting ready to walk around him to the door.
"No, that's me." Pest said which made Biggz chuckle and turn around, to reveal Pest pointing a finger at Caroline. I smiled and walked over to the door.
"Yeah, well, we have to go." I said opening the door for Caroline. She looked me and raised an eyebrow. Truth was I didn't want to stay around long enough to hear if Pest and Dimples were together. I just wanted to leave, go to school, and pretend none of this had happen.
"No you don't." Pest protested looking at me. I avoided his gaze and looked at Caroline, as I answered.
"I do, we have school." I answered him. Caroline looked at me for a moment trying to figure out why I wanted to leave so desperately. But eventually she just nodded, and walked over to me.
"We all have school."Moses spoke up for the first time, making us both look over at him. He had his hood up and a baseball hat underneath it. "We just don't go."
"Why?" I asked. Everyone looked at me shocked, except Pest who smiled.
"It isn't written in the Bible that we have to go." Pest replied to me, smiling knowingly.
I smiled back and looked at Caroline.
"Is this an invitation?" She asked walking away from me and the door. Caroline moved over to the group, who all the guys had stood up.
"Would you accept?" Biggz asked her, she looked at all of them, and then back at me. Oh, no I can feel her getting me into another mess. Why couldn't I have a snotty little brother like everyone else?
"It depends on the invitation." She told them. They all looked at each other and at my sister and me; finally all their gazes fell on Moses.
"Do you want to spend the day with us?" He asked out loud. Instantly, Dimples stood up and shook her head.
"Oh hell no, I'm not hanging out with you if these-"She looked at me and tried to find a word. "I don't even know what to call them."
"It isn't your choice." Tia told her and looked back at Moses.
"Do you?" Moses asked Caroline again, ignoring Dimples outburst.
"Alright." Caroline said. I swear, I almost threw her out of the door and dragged her to school. I didn't want to deal with Dimples, or any of the gangs problems, you know what I just didn't want to deal with Dimples.
I was starting thinking of ways to get my sister to come with me to school, when Pest came up to me. I looked up at him; his dark blue eyes meet my chocolate ones.
"What about you, Jane?" He asked me whispering. I sighed, knowing there was no point; I mean he was whispering for heaven sake. Whenever he whispers, I end up giving in.
"Bruv, you need to stop complaining." Biggz told Jerome, who was complaining about the cold. I almost told Jerome to realize he was in Britain, when Pest told him for me.
"Jerome, if you want to live in a sunny warm place move to the Hawaii man." He told Jerome, earning a few laughs, even from Jerome himself.
We were all sitting in the back alley of some shopping center. We had been here for a few hours, and even before we made it, Dimples stomped away half way here. In fact, all the girls left, except Tia, who was sitting next to Moses having a quiet deep conversation, from what I could see.
I and Caroline where sitting against the wall, laughing at the boys, occasionally though, Caroline and Biggz would have an all out flirting fest.
"So, Caroline, Jane, how old are you?" Biggz asked us, I could tell, he didn't care at all about my age.
"I'm eighteen, Jane is about to turn seventeen." She told him smiling directly at Biggz, who winked.
"Oh, so you're not fraternal twins?" Jerome asked, I smiled at him and shook my head.
"No." I answered him, he nodded.
"I thought you were, because you seem the same age, and basically look the same. Except, Caroline is dirty-blonde, and you are brunette. Plus, you're together all the time." Jerome explained looking around at the group.
"It's okay, everyone thinks the same." I told him.
"Why are you together all the time?" Tia asked suddenly, looking up from her conversation with Moses.
"We just don't really have friends…" Caroline admitted, avoiding Biggz glance.
"I'm your friend." Biggz instantly objected; Pest and I started laughing.
"Biggz, please, don't." Moses told him, smiling.
"You can hang out with my girls and me." Tia told us, we all turned to her.
"I'd rather keep Dimples from clawing Jane's eyes out." Caroline said looking at me and Tia.
"Forget Dimples, she just picked Pest as the lucky fella of the week. She'll move on in six days." Dennis said smiling at me.
Everyone chuckled and looked between Pest and I, of course I looked down and bit my lip. Before anyone could further embarrass me, Biggz stepped forward and reached a hand for Caroline. She looked at me, but I just gestured to Biggz, letting her know that she could go sit with him if she wanted, which she did; without even looking back at me. I saw it coming.
Almost as quickly a she left, Pest took a seat beside me.
"Why don't you ever talk to me?" He asked me quietly, so no one else could hear, I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Pest, we talk every day." I answered him.
"No, we text and talk on the phone every day. "He stated, I looked at him knowing it was true; we always texted and talked on the phone, but never in real life.
"I don't know, I guess I just thought you didn't want to talk in public…" I told him, hating how stupid I sounded.
"Jane, you kidding me love?" He asked turning his head towards me.
"No." I answered guilty.
"I might be in a gang, but that doesn't mean we can't talk in public. I do want to talk to you."He whispered honestly. I turned to look at him, knowing it was true, and although he wasn't admitting having feelings for me, at least it was something.
"You sure you're not high?" I asked him jokingly. He laughed and fixed his hat.
"Trust." He answered chuckling at me. "So, why do you like to do for fun?"
I looked at Caroline. "Cleaning up my sister's' mess."
Pest looked at my sister flirting with Biggz, and chuckled.
"That sounds like a requirement, not a hobby." He told me, I smiled and nodded.
"I don't really have fun I guess." I told him, he instantly got a cheeky smile.
"You mean when you're not drunk…" He said smiling at me and wiggled his eyebrows, I giggled. "Didn't you use to doballet?"
I looked at him. "Stalker."
He laughed and shook his head. "Caroline told Biggz."
Biggz? This is their first time talking? I mean that I know of, Caroline would tell me. I looked at Caroline and Biggz, who where just kissing.
"You didn't know?" Pest asked me, noticing my shocked expression.
"No…" I whispered looking back at him.
"It's been going on for about a week." He told me looking at them; I nodded, looking down at the floor.
I wasn't mad, I was disappointed, I told Caroline everything and I thought she told me everything. But apparently not, she's been dating one of the boys and I didn't even know.
"Do you have pictures from when you use to dance?" Pest asked, I looked up at him. Yep, I had three whole boxes of pictures. I had dance up until last year, when I gave up, because it was too stressful.
"Yes." I answered him. He looked at me, from my lips than back to my eyes.
"Can I see them?" He asked me. I hesitated before answering, he obviously just wanted to hook up, didn't really care about the pictures. I opened my mouth to tell him maybe next time, but he stopped me.
"I mean actually see them and talk." He stated, practically reading my mind. I couldn't help but smile, as I nodded my head.
"Yeah, you can see them." I told him, both of us sharing a smile. Then I remembered something and looked at him quickly.
"Aren't you with Dimples?" I asked him. Pest started laughing, thinking I was joking, but saw my serious face.
"Oh no, you're serious love?"He asked me, he's eyes widening.
"Yeah-"I was about to explain, but he shook his head feverishly.
"Nope, she's been trying but I don't want too. She's…" He looked for the right word but ended up just spitting out. "A bitch, she's a bitch."
I smiled amused. "Good to know, you hate her too."
Pest looked at me and whispered. "Of course, I hate her, but she's just jealous of you; because I want you, and not her."
I took in a deep breath and looked into Pest's eyes.
"You make it sound like I'm a prize." I whisper to him. Pest smiled and put a hand on my check, he leaned in until he's lips where right next to my ear. I shuddered and placed a hand on his.
"You're my prize." He whispered, I closed my eyes and he leaned back, kissing me cheek.
People looked at Pest, like he was crazy every time he would reject going to Ron's flat, to come spend time with me; which happened fairly often for that whole week and the months after. Every day, after I got to the complex from school or errands, I would be greeted by the boys, Tia's group, and my sister.
We'd talk for while, until Pest would look at me and nod to the elevator, gesturing for us to go. We would stand up and go to my flat, which my parents were always away at work.
Once there we'd head to my room…
"It's Saturday, and I still can't over the fact that you called your cat Hermione…" Pest commented as we entered my room, my cat meowed at him.
"I'm a proud Potterhead, nothing will ever change that. Right, Hermione?" I asked my cat, as I sat on my bed. My cat jumped up on the bed and settled herself in front of me.
Pest opened my closet and grabbed the box from the top shelf. "Still why not call the cat Sirius?"
"So, you are a Harry Potter fan!" I accused him. Pest put the box on my bed, and hid a smile.
"Of course not, love. I just read all seven books." Pest told me sitting down; I laughed and opened the box.
"My patronus is your woollen ear-flap hat." I teased as Pest wrapped his arms around my waist.
"A patronus is supposed to be an animal, and the woollen hat would be my patronus, since you gave it to me." He whispered kissing my shoulder.
I smiled; I gave him the hat after I saw him eyeing it since Monday, so I gave it to him on Wednesday. He hasn't taken it off since; he wears it with the hood of his jacket, without it. He really doesn't care if people think he looks ridiculous.
Pest and I finished looking through the pictures, the last of them. The last of all the pictures was one of last year, at my last recital. It was in black and white, me in the center of the stage, doing a perfect needle.
"Why'd you stop?" He asked me studying the picture. I sighed and put my head to my side.
"It was too much. I had to practice three times a day, then workout, rehearsals, trying to be perfect, it was too much…" I rambled; Pest turned his head to look at me.
I closed my eyes, remembering the practices, injuries, yelling from instructors, pushing myself to the limit. I felt the tears burning, I felt so unhappy. In fact, I never truly felt happy until I meet Pest. I know I'm making myself sound like a love struck rebellious teenager. But even if Pest and I still don't end up together, I'd stay thank him, I'd remember him. He showed me how to live.
But that doesn't change the fact that I spent so long not living. Filling my life with painful work for what reason? Not all dancers are like that, I was the one who went overboard.
"Have you ever felt like it was just too much?"I whispered to him, opening my eyes, looking at him.
Pest smiled lightly, and brushed away some of my tears with his thumb. "Yes, I have."
"Is that why you do drugs?" I asked him quietly, trying not to set him off. Whenever I'd ask him about why he smoked, he'd always ignore me. One time he even left without saying anything. But this time, he just sighed and put the photo on the nightstand, turning away from me.
"You shouldn't do what I do." He stated simply. "But yes, my family…"
I saw him sigh, and could tell I finally got through him; somebody finally got Pest to open up.
"They don't really care or want me. My grandma she… She loves me but she's old and weak." Pest took a shaky breath and buried his head in his hands. "Sometimes, my parents drop by, once every fucking year. You'd think they would try to be sympathetic?"
He gave an eerie laugh, and I slowly moved closer to him, being careful to not push him away, I felt a tear fall.
"They don't even give a bloody fuck that she's trying her best. They scream at her, like she's nothing! She seems so scared… Sometimes I see her shaking and holding her arms in front of herself. Just in case they hit her, but they don't. They save that for me."
I couldn't help it; I put my head on his back. Pest didn't move away, he let me stay there, as I started crying.
"My mom usually yells a few lovely insults at me. Then my dad comes, all strong and muscular, no matter how much I try to agree with whatever he yells at me. The motherfucker finds a way to say I'm disrespecting him, which usually follows a punch…."
Pest stopped talking, and let out a sob. I closed my eyes and put a hand on his back. I couldn't believe it, but I knew it was true, and no matter how much I loved him, I knew I couldn't protect him from them. That hurt most of all, that I couldn't help him.
"Then another punch, and another, and another, until I'm left begging. Then they say a few words, and leave. Everything goes back to normal, as normal as it gets for me."
Pest finishes talking and looks up. "It isn't an excuse for the smoking, I guess."
"I-" I was about to say something, when Pest stood up abruptly, and shook his head.
"Don't! Just don't!" He shouted even more tears falling; I looked at him and moved forward. "Stop! Stop Jane! Don't!"
Pest looked at me and then sighed, looking completely broken. "Don't get mixed in my fucked up shit."
I shook my head, and stood off the bed, Pest moved further away from me.
"No!" I croaked. "I don't care if you smoke or are in fucking gang-"
"Oh no! Why the fuck would you! Isn't that the exact type of boys your parents tell you to stay away from! Come on Jane! Have some bloody common sense! You can't save me! I'm too fucked up!" Pest yelled, turning around for the door of my bedroom.
I shook my life, no, he can't leave me. I quickly ran forward and grabbed his arm; Pest stopped and looked at me.
"Don't leave me!" I begged him.
Pest shook his head. "Let me go…"
"I can't." I whispered as my grip on his arm tightens.
"I don't want you to get into all these gangs and drugs. I care too much about you for that." Pest admitted, moving so that he was facing me.
"If you cared, you'd stay with me." I told him looking into his eyes.
"I can't Jane." He resisted shaking his head.
"I won't get into the drugs and gangs. I promise." I hissed desperately, Pest looked down at me.
"No other guys?" He asked. The way he said it made it sound like he would kill any guy who even tried to touch me.
"No another guys." I told nodding my head. "No other girls?"
"No other girls." Pest responded, putting a hand on my face. "Rule one: Unless I tell you can come, don't follow the boys and me?"
"Why?" I asked stupidly, Pest's eyes turned stern.
"Just don't. Okay?" He asked, I nodded my head, Pest shook his head. "Say it."
"I won't follow you and the boys, unless you call me."I told him. Pest smiled and moved his head lower.
"Rule two: Don't you fucking dare go up to Ron's if I don't tell you too. I don't care if you go to the weed room or not, I don't care if you're looking for me. I don't want you to see me high and don't want you in that bloody flat. Got it?" Pest asked finally making it down to my neck.
"Yes."I whispered, moving my hands to his shoulders.
"Promise it?" He whispered, his lips right grazing my neck. I shivered and took a breath.
"I promise." I whispered; I felt Pest smile as he kissed my neck slowly.
"Rule three: If anyone asks you if you are my girlfriend, unless I'm with you. Say you aren't." He spoke this one slowly. "Promise?"
"I promise." I told him. Pest nodded and moved to kiss my earlobe.
"Rule four: Stay away from Dimples. I don't want you getting into a fight with her, especially if it's for me. Promise?" He asked looking into my eyes; he moved his hands to my lower back.
"Promise." I said. Pest smiled at me and kissed my forehead.
"Rule five: Don't forget that I love you." Pest moved away from my forehead, he looked into my eyes.
"I promise." I breathed out; I put a hand on his cheek. "I love you."
"I know." Pest said crashing his lips to mine, and picking me up to the bed.
Too bad the rules worked perfectly, until the day of the Attack on the Block.
AN: I would really love it you guys reviews letting me know what you think. If I get at least five reviews, I'll upload the next chapter quicker. I felt the character's needed some background information, rather than just throwing them in your face and being like "HERE THEY ARE, HERE IS WHAT THEY ARE DOING, NOW LIKE THEM MOFO!". Not saying that's a bad thing, it's just not my thing. Also in fanfic's, might not follow the exact plot of the movie, because well, it is a fan fiction, so it won't be word for word exactly the same. The character's and plot will have their own twist to them, well, in better words, my twist.
So if you liked this, please let me know, I'll be more than happy to keep on with the story.
Thank you for reading.