Secrets Will Kill - Rachel (the top 100 crime novels of all time TXT) 📗

“Don’t read my mind!” He hates his name; but he likes to read minds though. He says it’s a “gift”, don't ask me… I have NO idea. I go into the kitchen, yet again, to get a glass of water, but he is already in the kitchen waiting not so patiently (as usual).
“Hmm,” I said, “impatient much?” I go to the fridge to get water.
“Sure.” Hawk says. He watches me intently as i slowly pour ice cold water from the clear pitcher into a glass. “I’m thirsty hurry up!" Hawk whines.
"I'm pouring as fast as I can,"(lie)" hold up."
"A snail could move faster...." He mumbles quietly.
"Oh yeah?" I finish filling the glass with water and ice. “Well talk like that and you don't get any water!” I look over at him and smile, "This nice, cold, icy water."
The water comes up to my mouth about to be drunk but Hawk jumps quickly towards me to try and get the glass. "Err!" he grunts. But I'm quicker and I swiftly move the glass away. Hawk is left unbalanced and falls flat on his face, but he regains himself quickly.
"Ah ah ah, what's the magic word?" I switch the glass from my right hand to my left.
“Please." The mumble softly comes through his lips.
"Please what?" I'm so enjoying this!
Hawk attempts to snatch the glass from my hand. He pushes off his left foot and lands his whole body on mine. His hip digs into my stomach causing me to squeak. He smiles, hoping that his small plan causes me to let go of the glass. It doesn't. I'm obviously tougher than he thinks. I tighten my grip on the cup and raise my eyebrow, waiting for an answer refraining a wincing when he just digs his hip deeper.
Once he realizes that I won't be letting go of the glass, his smile fades and a glare sets on his face. “May I have the water PLEASE?!" He emphasizes through gritted teeth.
"Okay close enough!" I laugh. I move my hand with the water up towards his face and smile with satisfaction. He snatches the water from my hand and whips out his MP3 player, stuffing his dark blue headphones securely inside his ears.
"Supper will be ready soon, so don't eat anything!" I yell.
"Mmmhmm." He's zoned to his MP3. Hawk walks away flinging himself onto the couch in the living room.
“I’ll be gone for two days!” I say sarcastically.
“M'kay” he says and turns on the TV. I almost didn't hear him over the sound of me pouring in the elbow noodles for the macaroni and cheese.
I roll my eyes. “Stupid jack-ass!” I start to stir the noodles in the water fast.
“What?!”
“Oh now you hear me!” I half mumble to myself. He looks over at me like he’s expecting an answer. I put on a big cheesy smile and turn my head towards him.
“Nothing!” I say, faking the happy tone in my voice. Hawk turns back towards the TV. I glare at him, he’s so…BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP………! Huh?
“What smells burnt?” Hawk asks.
“Oh no!! The hot dogs!” I turn around to the counter behind me and see smoke billowing from the inside grill. I take them out of the grill as fast as I can.
“Dinner’s ready!” Hawks says sarcastically.
"Ha, ha, ha!”(sarcasm)”I’m about to die laughing.” I scowl. “And since you think that’s funny, you get this one” I take a fork and hold up a hot dog that’s burnt to a crisp. Hawk grins at me and walks to the table.
I finish pouring the melted cheese with the drained noodles into a bowl and set it out on the table. I take all the grilled hot dogs (one burnt the rest not burnt), roll them on a pretty green plate and also set them on the table. Hawk takes out his earphones when I sit in my chair, wrapping the cord around his neck. We grab each others hands, say a quick prayer, immediately digging into the food. Well Hawk that is, I’m more polite. He takes half the macaroni and cheese and dumps it on his plate. He also takes a hot dog, the burnt one (weirdo!)
“I’m not weird!”
“Whatever” There’s a lot of silence before both of our plates are empty, then i put my plate in the sink. Hawk copies my moves.
"Done?" he didn't let me answer "Well c'mon!"
"Ok then!" I holler. We go outside the house and i look at him. His eyes look like fire, burning with excitement.
* Hawks Point of View *
I'm ready to beat her! She has won every single battle we have fought. Excitement is taking me over I can't wait too much longer. Here she comes! I WILL beat her
"Ready?" she asks
"You bet your ass i am!" I punch her in the stomach and dodge a punch to my chest. I kick her side causing her to grunt in pain, but she's not hurt. We fight every day, except Saturdays, after supper. She does an uppercut to my chin and a kick to the side of my head. I dodge another one of her moves and jump to the lowest branch on a tree. I hide in the tree until she looks away from where I am at and I jump on her, missing her body by an inch. As i lay on my back a bit stunned by the landing she towers over me, but not for long. I trip her to the ground, stand up and kick her sweat drenched face. I feel multiply drops of sweat slipping off my own face. She gets up quickly not missing a beat. I whip my shoulder length hair to the side of my head. The sweat splatters her face. I laugh when she frowns in disgust and wipes off the sweat putting her hands on my shoulder and jumps over me performing a perfect front handspring. She kicks me in the back causing me to stumble and in that moment she puts me in a headlock. I grab her arms and flip her over me landing with a big thud. She gasps for air but manages to get up quickly. I try to punch her again and again but she keeps dodging side to side. I start to get really tired, in which she does a back flips kicking my chin in the process. She disappears and while i look in front of me. I feel a gently poke to the back. I turn to fight her only to get a glimpse of her playful ocean blue eyes before she turns very quickly to the side of me puts her hands on the ground and kicks me on the middle of my back into a huge pile of boulders. And in that time right before my face smashes into the rocks that i realize something, for the millionth time.
I have lost, again.
* Keeta's Point of View *
As I watch Hawk smash into the rocks, I can't help but feel a little sprout of joy in me. I mean face, it that was a pretty good set-up. I'm not too worried about Hawk though, the only thing that's hurting him now is his ego. He pushes himself off the rocks and storms inside the house. His hair is sticking straight up, no doubt in anger. He is furious I can tell. His anger waves are puncturing me full on. Oh yeah i forgot to tell you that I can feel tension in a room by waves puncturing my body. Hawk says it's because of the energy in the waves that tells how mad or sad the person is. The stronger the waves, the madder the person. I walk inside the house to see Hawk having another one of his tantrums. He's on the couch with everything around it on the floor, his face a lovely beaming blood red and his headphones are clogged inside his ears. What a surprise!
-sarcasm-.
Millions of drops of sweat fall off my face and start to collect of the neck of my shirt. I think, while moodie pants is frowning,(Hawk glares at me then turns away) I'll take a shower. “Hawk, I'm going to take a shower! Okay?" I ask loudly.
"Whatever." he mumbles. I hope he heard me this time.
I walk into the bathroom and grab two towels one for my hair and one for my body. I get undressed and go into the shower immediately turning the water not waiting for it to warm up. I grab the shampoo and start to shampoo my hair when i hear a loud thump, then another one. It's probable Hawk throwing more things or punching the punching bag in his room. I grab my waterproof MP3 (cool right) put in my headphones and turn it up to loud. I rinse the shampoo out of my hair feeling for any leaves or small twigs. My hair is hopelessly tangled, but considering its past my shoulders I shouldn't be surprised. I feel vibration of stomping underneath my feet Dang he must be mad! I should probable apologize to him after I'm done. I turn to grab the conditioner when I feel embarrassment waves coming from behind me. I turn around a drop the conditioner. I see Hawk totally naked holding the shower curtains open. We stare at each other stupefied. This is the first time I have ever seen him with less than his boxers on. With my sense finally coming back to me i quickly pull the shower curtains around my body. "DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?! I SAID I WAS GOING TO TAKE A SHOWER!" I yell at him.
"Well I couldn't hear you! I was listening to my MP3 player!"