Chapter 3

Danny

"Mariah, can you come and get your phone it keeps ringing; it's getting annoying," I yell from the kitchen to her bedroom upstairs. "Who keeps calling you anyway? There was nothing but silence. I figured she was getting ready and didn't hear me. Just as I was about to get comfortable on the couch and relax, Mariah's phone rang again. Are you fucking kidding me? it's too early for this shit. I just got off of work and can't even enjoy the start of my off day. Just as I was getting up from the couch the ringing stopped, and relief went through my body. I need some air; I need to get out of here before that damn phone rings again. I went to the kitchen and grabbed my keys and my phone from the table. I made my way to the front door and opened it. My eyes just then were fixated on a fine-ass woman wearing a uniform that fit her body perfectly. You could see her curves from all over. Her hair was in a messy ponytail but from where I was sitting it just made her even sexier. The more I looked at her the more familiar she looked. I know for a fact I've seen her before I just can't quite put my finger on where though.

She looked as if she was about to knock, she put her arm down and shyly folded her arms. I couldn't see the emblem on her uniform so I couldn't see where she worked but judging by her uniform, I could tell she was a paramedic. After a moment she finally said something. "Ummmm hi, I'm sorry I'm Malia, Malia Dawson. I'm a friend of Mariah's, I'm here to pick her up and take her to work." Her voice was sweet and calm. I couldn't help but smile she was adorable. I Can't believe that this is the first time I'm meeting her or so I believed. For some reason, it seemed like I knew her, and it started to bug me. Like a ton of bricks, it suddenly hit me, she was her. The girl from the other night, the girl I slept with after the club. I smiled thinking about the mind-blowing sex we had that night, after realizing what she said I was in shock. Wait did she say Mariah's friend? oh, fuck don't tell me I slept with one of my sister's friends. Fuck I broke one of my own rules, but why didn't she bring it up or say anything? unless she didn't remember, she was drunk that night. Who knows what she remembers? let's just hope it stays that way and she doesn't remember.

I introduced myself. "I'm Daniel, Daniel Severide but you can call me Danny" I smirked. Besides the night we slept together, it was something about her, I couldn't help but stare at. I knew it that night just like I know it now, there was something familiar and yet unknown about her. I knew all my sister's friends even as kids but for some reason, I can't remember her. Either she was lying or but why would she lie? Snapping me out of my daze, I felt a slow movement releasing from my grip. Oh, fuck we were still holding hands from our handshake. I wanted to apologize but she didn't seem to care, she didn't say anything about it, so I wasn't going to either. I saw her look at the time on her watch, I almost forgot why she was here for a moment. I knew it wasn't going to be long before she had to go. She was rambling and it was cute. I fought the urge not to smile or laugh at it. Soon after that's exactly what she did. It was a short conversation; it was over before it began. I closed the door shaking the whole conversation out of my head. My own thoughts and compliments and the discovery that the woman I slept with a few days ago happened to be my sister's best friend. ignoring my thoughts, I continued to call for my sister.

"Mariah.........Mariah" Still no response. I needed to find out more about her. She didn't respond at all, now that I think of it, I haven't really heard anything from her. I know I just got home about 45 minutes ago. At that moment worry started to fill my whole body as the thoughts that started to run over and over burst through my mind. I ran up the stairs and knocked on her bedroom door "Mariah, Mariah answer me."

Still no response, I immediately opened the door, my worries went away, and relief went through my body when I saw my little sister getting ready and dancing to the music with her Air Pods in. She was 27 years old and could protect herself but to me, she will always be my little baby sister. I walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. "Mariah" Just as I was about to move my hand away, I suddenly felt her hand around my wrist. I lost my footing and could no longer feel my feet touch the floor. I instantly felt pain all over my body as I lay on the cold floor of my sisters' bedroom. The cold floor helped the pain go away a little faster, but it still hurt. Instead of responding by her taking her headphones out and yelling "What I'm getting ready" she responded by flipping me. I couldn't help but laugh, I was proud " I taught her well."

When she saw it was me, she immediately ran over to me as I was getting off the floor. "Omg Danny, I'm so sorry let me get some ice." limping, making my way to her bed "No it's fine, the floor pretty much took care of that" I chuckled. After seeing if I was okay, she hit me "You dumbass, I thought you were an intruder or something, I could've seriously injured or killed you know." Not wanting to forget why I came up here. "I called you four times, why did you have the volume all the way up? and if you had your air pods in how come you couldn't hear your phone ringing? isn't it connected to your phone?" I was glad to know that if someone did try something not only would she be fine, but they'll be more scared of her than anything else. "Oh right, my social media notifications kept irritating me and I didn't have time to turn them all off individually, so I put my phone on do not disturb."

"Well, your phone has been blowing up since I got home and ........." quickly interrupting me "What time is it," she asked panicked. Looking at the time "6:10" I said watching as her face dropped. "Omg really, I need to hurry. Malia is going to Kill me. She will be so mad at me if I make her late." She started rushing, grabbing, and making sure she had everything. Next thing I knew she was running past me and heading outside the door. I didn't even get the chance to tell her that her friend wasn't mad at her and that she still had a little more time. Even worse I didn't get the chance to ask her about her either. I turned away, turning the lights off in her room while closing her door. Still realizing I still had her phone in my hand I raced down the stairs and out the door hoping they didn't leave yet. Luckily Mariah was just getting in the car. I stopped running. "Mariah" I yelled. Both Mariah and her friend looked back at me in confusion. I finally got to the car. Before she could ask me, what was going on I handed her phone to her, and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. Without saying anything I turned around walking back to the house "Have a good day at work" I yelled from behind. I figured I would ask Mariah about her later but for now, sleep is what I was looking forward to the most, all the chores could wait.