She wasn't sure how she went from standing by the front door, to being gently but pushed into the passengers seat. Time felt distorted and that could only be from how weak she was, her heavy eyes tracking the girl as she all but ran back into her home. The pure panic she'd seen when moments ago her expression had been blank, had her chest tightening. She knew that the world wasn't all kind gestures and encouragement, that it had its ugly side as well. Though her vantage point was blocked by the confines of the car, she just knew that something was happening inside. 

Rayne nearly hit the ceiling when a phone began to ring in the silence, her arm immediately flaring in pain at the sudden motion. It took her several minutes to realize that it was her phone, and several more to turn around to search for her bag. Essa was curled up but vigilant, with a swallow she pulled out her phone with slightly trembling hands. The screen read Samuel and it had her nervously licking her lips, before her thumb swiped along the green arrow to answer. 

[i]"Oh, good you answered. Where are you?"[i] Her elder brother asked curiously, no doubt already home. Rayne wasn't proud of lying but this was one occasion where she would have to, closing her eyes she answers him. 

"School let out early due to this crazy storm. I stayed behind for a bit to finish up one of my art projects that's due on Friday." It wasn't a full lie since she did have a project due, but she'd finished it weeks ago. Her brother hummed softly from his end, the faint sound of a door closing could be heard. 

"Do come home, little artist. I've decided to make dinner to give you a break, but I need my sous chef. And our vacuum...speaking of which where is Essa? I whistled for her but she didn't come." His tone is confused now and she can imagine his pout, despite being older by a year Samuel had this childish side to him. Snorting Rayne settled back against her seat, head tipping back even as she watched the garage door wearily. 

"I'll be home soon, just a few last minute touches. As for where Essa is, no doubt she's hiding in one of our secret dens until this fully passes." Her attention is drawn immediately towards Adrienne when she sees the girl all but bolt out from the door, her eyes landing on the patch of slowly coloring skin along a pale cheek. "Hey, Sam? A friend of mine is offering me a ride home, so I'll be there soon. Don't start cooking without me!" She adds before unceremoniously hanging up, just as the door opens and the other girl slips inside. 

There's a tense silence for a few beats before the car engine roars to life, Rayne finds herself having to bite her tongue to keep from saying anything. What would she even say in regards to the bruise slowly forming, they aren't exactly friends despite what's happened over the last three hours. So no words are spoken, she forces her eyes to look out the window instead of the color spider-webbing outward along pale skin. [@SomeoneSomewere]