Accordance (Significance #2)(41)

“Can someone maybe tell me what’s going on now?” the girl asked beside me.
“What’s your name?” I asked her.
“Ecstasy.” I gave her a questioning look and she sighed. “My father really loves his drugs, ok. Ecstasy Lynne Parker.”
Then her mind filled with images of him doing said drugs. He was doing plenty of other things that a small daughter should have never seen. I winced when she got to a particularly bad part with him hitting her with a spatula across her legs. She was thirteen at the time.
“Stop, please,” I begged her.
“You can read my mind,” she guessed and leaned forward intrigued. “Can you see my future? I mean…other than what you saw tonight?”
“I can sometimes but it just comes to me.”
“What kinda crappy gift is that?”
“Hey,” Caleb barked.
“Just saying, have you ever tried?”
“No,” I answered and knew right where she was going with it. “No, I’m not practicing on you.”
“Why not, I’m a willing guinea pig!”
“No.”
“Maybe you should,” Jen said and turned in her seat. “You can use me too.”
“What? No. I think we’ve all been through enough tonight.”
“Maggie, you’re my sister and I love you,” she said and I bit my lip at hearing her say that to me, “but the reason that we had to go through all that tonight was because you haven’t controlled your ability yet. You need to learn,” she told me softly but firmly.She was right but it still stung.
“Jen,” Caleb warned.
“No, she’s right,” I said. “I need to control this. I can’t be turning things blue and breaking things every time I bump into someone.”
“Breaking things?” Ecstasy asked.
“Yeah, when I get upset or mad or…” I drifted off and met Caleb’s eyes in the mirror. He smirked and winked at me. “Anyway, things break; glass, mirrors and light bulbs. Light bulbs are usually the first to go.”
~ Twenty ~
“Wow. So you’re like a superhuman heroine or something? You see these horrific things happen to helpless people in bathrooms and snag them up before it happens and save them,” she said but I heard the condescension.
“I’m sorry about your dad. He shouldn’t treat you that way.”
She scoffed and folded her arms over her chest.
“Whatever, I don’t need him. I’ve been doing fine on my own.”
“Yeah, well, here’s your chance to start over for real. Not just pretend you’re alright but to actually be alright.”
She opened her mouth as if to say something but stopped herself and leaned back in her seat, looking out the window. And I was freaking a little bit, sincerely.
Caleb.
Yeah?
I’m scared.
We’re almost home. Just hold on ok.
I don’t know if I can. I don’t know if I can do this. Every time this happens I see all these horrible things…
Baby…I’m sorry.
He pulled into the driveway. The headlights showed Bish sitting in the swing on the porch. He stood when he saw us and made his way to the Jeep with a large golf umbrella. He looked funny at Ecstasy but opened the door and offered his hand to Jen to help her out. I felt that same tingling anticipation that I felt before and reached quickly to grip his hand instead and climbed out. He quirked a brow at me but smiled.
“Did you guys have fun?” He crooked his neck. “I see you brought home leftovers.” I punched his stomach making him ‘ooph’ as he laughed.
“Bish, this is Ecstasy. Ecstasy, this is my brother Bish.” She eyed him appreciatively and then bit her lip, trying to look all cute and seductive. I thought Jen’s eyes were gonna bug from her head so I pressed on. “So Ecstasy came with us because, uh…she uh…” 
“She and Maggie have some girl stuff to talk about,” Caleb rescued me. “They met at the club and clicked.”
“Ok,” Bish answered and looked at Caleb. He was trying to school his features. “So…how did it go?”
Caleb blinked in surprise.
“Fine.”
“Yeah, I saw that guy pull you on stage. It was hilarious,” Ecstasy chimed.
“Caleb pulled you on stage?” Bish asked.
“No. Zeke did,” I answered. “He was trying to be funny.”
“Did Caleb try to stop him?”
“Why would he?”
“Because even I know you’d hate that.”
“It’s fine, Bish.”
He looked at Jen.
“Did you have fun?”
“Sure,” she said. “It could’ve been better.”
They looked at each other and smiled slowly and I was getting pretty exasperated with trying to play referee to those two. I sighed loudly, not even trying to stop my annoyance.
“Jen, can you take Ecstasy inside and get her settled until we come back in,” Caleb asked and took my hand as he stood in front of me. “I need to talk to Maggie.”
“You guys need to come inside. Maggie doesn’t need to be out in the rain,” Bish insisted.
“I got his, man,” Caleb said a little harder.
Bish stopped and turned back to look at us. He gave Jen the umbrella and waved for her to take Ecstasy inside.
“Dude, you apparently don’t got this if you think it’s ok to keep my baby sister out in the rain. She’ll get sick.”
“She won’t get sick because I’ll heal her, because only I can heal her.”
Bish scoffed.
“So smug.”
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sick of this!” I said but neither of them looked at me.
“I’m not doing this with you again, man. I told you before that I’ll take care of Maggie. Right now, I need to talk to her so, please.”
“So take her inside and talk to her,” Bish growled.
“We’re gonna sit in the Jeep, Bish. Jeez, chill!” I yelled at him and went to open the car door but he slammed it, taking it right of my hand. “Bish!”
Caleb pulled me next to him.
“I’ve always held back,” Caleb started, “because you’re her brother and I didn’t want there to be problems between us but, dude, enough is enough. Maggie is my responsibility. Mine. I don’t know what your problem is with me but, it has nothing to do with her. I think she’s smart enough to decide whether she wants to go inside or not.”
“Shows what you know, college boy. Maggie’s young and naïve and however you tricked her into joining your little family with…gifts or whatever is one thing but, this isn’t her. Right now, she’s looking pretty stupid to me.”
I gasped and Caleb pushed me behind him almost out of instinct. It set Bish off. His eyes bulged to half dollars and he stepped forward, pushing his chest to Caleb’s.
“Don’t call her stupid,” Caleb said easily.“Man, you are making this whole not liking you thing so easy,” Bish said and smiled cruelly.
“I don’t care if you like me.”
“That’s clear as a bell.”
“But Maggie is not a little girl anymore.”
“Is that what you tell yourself so you can screw my sister in good conscience?” he sneered and pushed Caleb’s chest.
“Bish!” I yelled but Caleb had had enough.
He pushed Bish’s chest back and I put myself in between them to stop them but Caleb just pulled me back behind him on the other side, so I just circled him. Then Peter and Dad pulled up, thank God.
“Bish,” I heard Dad yell as he ran over. I saw Ralph and Beck make their way into the house without even looking at us. Kyle seemed to notice the tension and thought it better to go inside ad play Halo. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing, just having friendly conversation.”
“Answer me,” my father said in a tone he hadn’t used on Bish since we were kids.
Bish looked at him and then to me and his face changed.
“Nothing, I’m going to bed.”
“After all that,” I yelled. “What was the point in that? What’s the point every time you try to start a fight with Caleb?”
“If you want to ruin your life, Maggie, go ahead. I’m done. No one just falls in love in five seconds, ok, no one.”
Dad ran after Bish and Peter and Rachel came to us.
“Are you ok?” he asked and I heard in his mind he was asking Caleb and not me.
“Sure,” he said gruffly and looked at me. “Sorry.”
I shrugged and saw Bella padding her way down the driveway.
“He pushed you. What were you supposed to do?” I told him.
“Come inside,” Peter said started to tow a still stunned Rachel inside.
“Maggie and I need to talk,” Caleb said and scratched Bella’s head.
“Can’t you talk inside?”
“No, Dad, we can’t. Can I please just talk to my significant without everyone jumping on my case about it?”
Peter looked back in shock. I heard him mutter in his mind that Caleb had never talked to him that way before.
“Sure, son, I was just trying to-“
“I know that, Dad,” he said softly. “I know you were trying to protect Maggie and help me and guide us but everyone needs to just calm down a little bit. Maggie is the Visionary or has everyone forgotten that because she’s so lax with the titles.” Peter and Rachel both looked at me a little bashfully. “And she is mine. My significant and everyone is constantly telling me and Maggie what we should do. I know we’re young but the imprint chose us for a reason. Please try to remember that. I got this, Dad,” he said pointedly and firmly but gently. “I got this.”