Jack Frost, Shannon Sabotage [best summer reads of all time TXT] 📗

“Oh, nothing.”
“No, I swear I thought I heard you said you liked someone!”
“Well, you must be hearing things, bro. I didn’t say anything of that caliber.”
She smirked and turned on her heel walking out of the kitchen. Rounding the couch and settling down on it she grabbed the remote and flipped on the flat screen. Auburn came running out of the kitchen swing door and jumped onto Hestia. With a loud thud Hestia screamed at him.
“You could’ve really hurt me! You weigh like twice as much as me. What the hell?”
He laughed and rolled off of her. She jumped off the couch and tackled him. Auburn moaned in pain as she punched him in the arm.
“Stop it, Hestia!”
She gave him a noogie and slammed him on the carpet sitting on his stomach.
“Get off!” She shook her head laughing and put all her weight down on him. He grabbed her by the waist and threw her off. She landed on her side almost across the room.
“You bastard!”
She jumped up before he could even get to his feet and rammed into his side with her elbow.
“Oof!” He exclaimed before crashing into the pool table that lined the back wall of the living room. She climbed onto his back pulling his arm behind him and putting pressure.
“You surrender?” He nodded closing his eyes in pain.
“Now let go!”
He flung her off and she landed on her butt in front of the couch. He rolled over onto his back and pushed up on his hands. They sat there in silence until they both busted out into laughing fits.
They ceased the laughter when the front door crashed against the wall. They both turned to the door and their father stood in the doorway holding a vodka bottle in one hand while balancing himself with other.
“Some kid…was parked in our garage. I threw a bottle at his car…I left a big ass dent.”
He smirked drunkenly and looked at his children. Auburn and Hestia both stood up and watched as he wobbled through the living room grabbing hold of objects for leverage. He slipped and fell to the floor both Hestia and Auburn ran over to him.
“Daddy, are you okay?”
Hestia held her father’s head away from the broken bottle on the carpet and brushed his hair back. He struggled to get back up to his feet but he did it solo. He raised his hand and slapped Hestia across the face. She fell to the floor cutting her arm on the shards that lay beside her. Auburn shouted and punched his father; he fell to the ground hitting his head on the table behind the couch. Auburn kneeled down beside Hestia and gripped her hand.
“Hestia, I’m so sorry.” She moaned parting her lips lightly and looking up at him. Her cheek began to swell as she laid there in her brother’s arms.
“Come on; let’s put some ice on that.”
He helped her up leading her to the kitchen. He lifted her up by the hips and set her on the counter. Being too old for that she leaped off the island and walked over to the dining table. He grabbed a few ice cubes and got a plastic bag out from under the sink. He gave her the now filled bag and she held it to her cheek wincing from pain.
“I’m so sorry, Hesty-bear.”
“I know, it’s not your fault, Aubie.”
She smiled faintly as he hugged her tightly around the shoulders. She winced again and he pulled back. She flipped over her arm and Auburn saw the deep cut the glass had made. He rushed her over to the sink and rinsed out the gash. She screamed in pain as the warm water washed over her open arm. Auburn patted the wound with a wash cloth and bandaged it up. He took a final look at her cheek and told her it’ll be fine.
“I’ll just cover it up with makeup tomorrow, no worries.”
He gave her one last hug before she went off to bed.

Chapter 8~

Chapter 8~
Rolling over in her small bed she slowly woke up from her slumber. Heat radiated from her cheek and she jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Flipping the switch she glanced in the mirror and sighed in relief. She looked at the light purple skin and opened the cabinet under the sink and grabbed a makeup bag that she hadn’t taken used in months. She unzipped the bag and placed concealer on the bathroom counter. Unscrewing the top off the jar she heard a knock on the door. She waited a moment before she heard Auburn’s voice to come in.
“Come in.”
She yelled from her bathroom and she began to dab the makeup onto the bruise. Successfully covering the entire wound she smiled into the mirror. She began to brush her hair as she heard the springs in her bed adjust from the weight of her brother.
“So, is it too bad?”
“Nope, not at all. I just covered it up, looks like nothing happened.”
“That’s great.”
She nodded knowing that he couldn’t see her through the closed door. Hestia applied some mascara and began to think of Jack. She sighed thinking of her father and decided to totally ignore his request for her not to hang with Jack. She brushed her teeth and exited the bathroom seeing her brother sleeping on her bed. She sighed again and went to her dresser picking out a white tank top, a purple and white plaid button up shirt and some dark gray jeans. She got dressed and got her things together for school and after shaking Auburn awake she went into the kitchen dropping her bag on the floor and making breakfast.
“Hey, sweetie, can I have some of whatever you’re making?”
She looked up to the sound of her father’s voice and nodded hesitantly.
“Thanks.”
“Sure…no problem.”
She made breakfast without ever turning around to see her father sitting at the dining table. Hestia heard footsteps come into the kitchen and then abruptly stop behind her. She turned to see Auburn staring at their father. He mumbled something under his breath.
“I have good sense to lay him out.”
“Calm down, Auburn.” Hestia spoke quietly and she gave Auburn a plate of toast and bacon to give to their father. He took it taking a piece and crunching it in his mouth before slamming the plate on the oak table. His father looked up at him confused and then soon began to eat his breakfast.
“Auburn, can you drive me to school?”
Auburn nodded going back to his room to get dressed and Hestia stood by stove eating a piece of toast quietly looking at her father with hatred. She whipped around when he looked over his newspaper at her. She grabbed her knapsack and left the kitchen and went upstairs to knock on Auburn’s bedroom door but he was already running past her down the steps and out the door. She sprinted after him with her hair flying behind her and she caught her breath when she got in his car.
“Thanks for taking me to school.”
“No problem, ‘least I could do.” He gave her a smile that she gladly returned and he soon pulled out of the driveway and drove to her school.
They were soon at the front of the school and Hestia was getting her things together and leaving before Auburn caught her arm. She turned back to him and raised an eyebrow.
“Keep away from that kid that was in our driveway, okay?”
“I was already planning to.”
“Smart girl.” She smiled before dashing up the steps of the school as he drove away.
She pulled out her schedule and glanced at her first class. She made her way to room 404 for Pre-Calculus. She opened the door to find Jeremiah sitting in her assigned seat. She walked over to him and commanded him t get up.
“Ah, beautiful, but I like it here.”
He smirked before standing up and leaning in for a kiss. As reflex Hestia slapped him in the face causing him to lose his balance. He gripped his cheek and looked at her with hurt eyes.
“Why’d you do that, beautiful?” She folded her arms across her chest and looked back at him with a stern expression.
“You have no right, to call me beautiful. It’s not your place to do so.”
“And who’s is it? Is it Jack’s right to call you beautiful?” She paused before raising her hand to slap him again.
“Okay! Okay!” He walked back to his seat and smiled at her. Hestia ignored him and sat down in her seat pulling out her papers from yesterday.
Soon it was time for lunch and she would be seeing Jack anytime now. She grabbed her things and walked to the cafeteria. Someone tapped her shoulder from behind; she turned around raising her hand anticipating Jeremiah. Jack covered his face with his arms as he flinched. She dropped her hand and instead hugged Jack tightly around the torso. He hugged her back just as tight and she pulled away.
“I’m so sorry, I thought you were Jeremiah.”
“That’s the rudest thing that has ever been said to me.” She laughed lightly as they got in the lunch line.
“Well, I do apologize. Will you ever forgive me?”
He shrugged playfully and she hit his arm jokingly. He only smiled at her and grabbed his food. They paid for their meals and went to the same seat that in the day before. Hestia neatly placed her foot in front of her as Jack had already begun gobbling down his food.
“Someone’s hungry.” She smiled sweetly as Jack looked up at her with a mouth full of sub sandwich.
“Sorry, I didn’t have breakfast.” He wiped his mouth with a napkin, then eating a bit slower for manner’s sake. Eating a piece of lettuce off her fork Jack asked,
“So, how was your night?”
“Oh, well I went out with my brother. Uh, he took me out to eat.”
“Where’d you guys go?” She paused trying to come up with something.
“Hello?” She sighed and looked at him.
“Can I trust you with something?” He nodded lightly. She stood leaving her food and walking right out of the cafeteria. He ran after to her following her closely. She stopped at the garden where they met yesterday. Slightly panting Jack touched her arm lightly.
“Okay, so I lied about my brother taking me out for dinner.”
“Why?”
“I didn’t want you to know what was really going on.”
And what’s really going on?”
Hestia sat down on the