(( I went to bed before reset. xD ))

Jace jumped, her voice snapping him out of his deep thinking abruptly. "Oh. Um. Nothing." he stuttered, glancing up the stairway with dull eyes. The silence almost seemed to laugh at him, making him feel even lonlier. He shook his head.

"If you go up the stairs, you'll see a bunch of different rooms. Pick one." he looked back at her, still thinking about other things, like Angel. Guilt prickled his stomach, and made his hands feel slightly clammy and uncomfortable.

He shut the door, and whistled audibly. Not long after, the sound of claws on tile and hardwood echoed through the emtpy house. Just as Jace turned to say something to Erin, he wa pummelled by a black and white dog.

Between licks and barks, Jace explained to her, "This is Lady. My Dadwanted a dog, but my Mom didn't, so they stuck me with her." He shoved Lady off, glancing at the dog through his bangs with a little smirk. "She's a Border Collie. A big,playful, stubborn one at that."

(( I had to get rid of mine. >:( Because of my stupid sister.

Bu Scout's living with my Grandma right now. So I still get to see him sometimes. ))

(( -thinks- ))

Charlotte continued to walk down the street, eyes on her feet, still kicking her rock. She stepped onto the road, glanced both ways like she was taught to, and then started to cross the street, still kicking the rock. 

Out of nowhere, a silver car rounded the corner at 100 MPH,  and was heading straight for her. She looked up, and screamed.

_______

Sarah was fed up with trying to track down her sister, so she spun around and went home.

Jace nodded, and strode into the kitchen.

The kitchen was a large, almost empty room, with a stove, a fridge, and walls lined with wt hite cabinets and drawers. The walls were painted a light cream colour, and the floor was covered in white tiles that didn't absorb much heat. 

He opened the nearest cabinet and pulled out a bag of dog food. He poured it into a rhinestone dog bowl, and then placed the bag back where he had gotten it. He turned around and started to leave the kitchen just as Lady plunged her muzzle into the bowl and began to eat. 

He pushed open the door with a little chuckle, and started to climb the stairs in near silence. The only sounds he could hear was his feet on the steps, his own breathing, and Lady flinging dog food around the kitchen.

He rounded the corner, and then opened the door to his room. He stepped in, smirking a little to himself.

His room was the biggest one in the house, with dark blue walls and black carpeting. He had numerous posters hanging all over, and a large window on the far wall that led onto a balcony. On the right he had a desk, with numerous papers and books scattered on it, and on the left his bed was there.

Jace sighed a little, and then walked onto the balcony. 

Jace pricked his ears as a couple screams echoed through the air. That's when he remember Angel. "Crud," he spat, jogging over to his bed and grabbing his jacket and car keys. He pushed the door open, and then looked at the other doors in the hallway.

He knocked on the one next to his, and called in without opening it, "I gotta go. Something important's come up. Be right back!" With out waiting for a reply from Erin, he sprinted down the stairway, tripping down the last couple steps.

He turned right, opening a large wooden door that lead into the garage. He slammed it behind him, pressed a button on the wall, that opened the garage door, and then pulled a sheet off of something large.

Under the sheet was a ruby red mustang GT, shiny and new-looking. Jace climbed in, turned it on, and pulled out without another glance backwards. He started to speed down the streets, until he pulled over beside the park, where he had been with Angel earlier.

He jumped out of his mustang, breathing heavily with his heart pounding in his chest, and started to run towards where he had been sitting with her less than ten minutes ago. He skidded to a halt when he saw the man, and tried not to make himself detectable.

I've got to get her away from him, without him stabbing either her or me.

Guilt flushed through him for a snap second. Erin's probably so mad right now... He pushed off the feeling though, and consentrated on the large, muscular man.

The man smirked.  He set Angel down, huge hands still behind her neck. He put the knife in his pocket and pulled out a gun, and pointed it at Angel.

Now, Angel was a clever girl, so she kicked him, but his grip got tighter. Damnit she thought. The man looked at Jace. " You want her?" he asked evilishly.

Jace stepped out of his hiding, cursing to himself in his head. He tossed his hair to one side with a flick of his head, and narrowed his burning silver eyes on the man. "Let her go," he demanded, voice more confident then he felt. "Now."

He took a step towards them, careful to keep his eyes away from Angel and his thoughts away from Erin. He slipped his foot underneath what looked like a twisted piece of metal, and then flicked his foot upwards, sending the metal flying towards his face.

He caught it in one hand, gripping it like a weapon, and then took another couple steps towards Angel and then man. His face was set in determination. "I said let her go."

Jace dropped the piece of metal; it hit the sidewalk with a clatter. He automatically rushed to Angel's side to see if she was okay. "Are you okay?" he asked, swallowing the bile rising in his throat. His hands were shaking.

As he got on his knees , he slid one hand under her back, between her shoulder blades, to support her. His hair fell over his face yet again, covering the concerned look in his soft silver eyes. "Ella?"

Jace slid his arms under her, and then stood up with her in his arms. "Let's get you to my house then, shall we?" he said gently, turning around and starting to walk towards his Mustang. His stomach started to twist itself in knots again.

What is Erin going to think? Will Angel be mad that I offered Erin a room too? Will they fight? Will they get along? He sighed, setting her in the pas senger seat gingerly, then walking to the drivers side. He got in, and turned on the engine, pulling away from the curb.

Why do I put myself in these situations?

Jace shook his head, a weak chuckle escaping him when he pulled into his garage. "I can't tell you, Ella." He turned off the engine, and glanced sideways at her. "Are you okay to walk?" he asked, opening his own door and pulling the keys out of the ignition.

He got out of the car, closing the door, and walked around the red vehicle to open Angel's door. He smiled at her, but his eyes were cloudy and distant, like a silver rainstorm.