-Plus&Minus+
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This is a Nathan and Haley AU tale. The two of them are adults that haven't met…yet. This takes place about a year in the future or so, doesn't matter because it's AU.
Rating: M/ Mature for controversial and supernatural topics, language, violence, plus adult romance
Disclaimer: One Tree Hill and its characters are the property of Mark Schwahn and company. Some minor original characters my own creation
This tale was inspired by and NH pictures, a couple of movies, and lyrics from certain songs, most notably the bands Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd and The Smiths.
Note: This will feel very mysterious often. Parts are vague with intention. You will have questions possibly forming in your head. Cliffhangers abound. Chapters are probably shorter than my usual. A rarity for me, I'm not doing much research for this one because I want it to be fresh and new. Many things in this story are made up in my head with tiny bits inspired by movies that I twisted to make it something original.
Big thanks to Pat for previewing this for me when I had just started writing it and needed some feedback on how it seemed.
Breaks: FF doesn't allow many types of symbols so I put O's in front of my breaks. They have no real meaning but the symbols between them have to do with the title of the story .
Ready to read?
Here we go…just remember, you're entering a very AU Nathan and Haley world.
O+&- O
+Prologue: Testing 1 2 3 4-
A few mature situations in this one of a sexual nature, very vague though
O+&-O
Twenty six years ago, when he breathed his first life, a condition was placed on…his life.
Growing up only half of what he wanted to be.
Thousands of years ago, a secret examination was created. Secret because only a select few knew of it, had participated in it. This examination in the many years past had led to happiness
As much as madness
This test…
The one perfect test…
This one perfect…dangerous…test
A test that could be looked at as a gift
Or an invasion
This night…
In one dark dark room…
Three conducted it…
As far away…
A woman had no realization…
She was to be the center of it.
O+&-O
One part good. One part bad. Combined: One Whole Plus and Minus: the coming together
O+&-O
"So how about it…want to come in?"
Feeling his lips whispering against hers, she inwardly sighed, but answered, "Sure."
O+&-O
Hands lifted. He was dressed in all black, a hooded cloak. Right across from him the other two were dressed similarly. He closed his eyes as the chanting began.
O+&-O
Feeling him pulling down at her dress, she lifted her hands to his face, pulling him in closer, even as her mind thought of what time she would have to be at work the next… Evening.
O+&-O
The two kept chanting. He let his head fall back, concentrating entirely on the task.
O+&-O
She moaned as he made his move. Gripping the sheets, she felt it.
O+&-O
The chanting was getting faster…faster. Still he kept his eyes closed, forcing himself to be patient. If anything fell out of place, one part did not go as planned, then the results would be faulty, perhaps…damaging.
O+&-O
Feeling him on top of her now, she looked out the window, noticing the neon flashing lights. This was the last time. She just had to tell him. Another reach for perfection… Turned to disappointment.
O+&-O
"There…there…"
Hearing their voices, he opened his eyes now. He brought his head down. He looked into the cloud of black and gray, seeing nothing.
"It's not working."
"Wait."
"Yes…be patient."
"That's his worst vice."
"Shut up."
"Both of you shut up. Look…see…"
O+&-O
Coming to completion…right…oh…there. She looked up at his smile, felt him pull her in closer. She let his arms wrap around her body and held on, with a bothered frown.
O+&-O
"What is that?"
"A room…somewhere."
"It's too blurry. I can't see…"
"Patience…patience…"
O+&-O
She sat up in the bed now, reaching over and picking up the remote. She turned the set on, hastily pushing at the buttons to bring the volume down. Stopping at an old movie, her head fell back with a bit of dreaminess, as the couple on screen began to kiss passionately, the woman not just moaning, but trembling with desire…with…
She reached for the remote again and flipped it off. "Love…that kind…such illusion. Sex is sex. Only half of desire."
O+&-O
"Look…a window."
"Someone's moving."
He sat up closer, trying to not betray his anxiousness.
O+&-O
Wrapping the dark sheet around her body, she stood by the window at first. Looking back at where he slept on the hotel bed, she quietly unlatched the sliding door, stepping out to the deck, keeping the sheet tightly wrapped around herself. Closing her eyes, she lifted her hand over her covered breasts.
O+&-O
It was clearer now. But the person was no longer inside. His eyes traveled, searched.
"There's another person in the room."
"In bed. This could be messy."
"That's her."
"She's not alone."
He shook his head with conviction. "That's her…she's beautiful."
They exchanged looks. If he made this too personal…
Of course it was incredibly personal, but for now he had to stay cool about it.
"She's right…she's not alone."
"I don't care." He focused deeply on her for another moment, before pulling the hood further over his head. His hands made a sweeping motion, his eyes closing.
O+&-O
Her hands kept moving, back and forth and then…
"Oh…" She gasped.
She wasn't alone.
O+&-O
They had turned away from him and the dark cloud of smoke, noticing how intensely he was staring into it…with his eyes closed.
"He's so set on that it's her."
"I know…but there is still the big question. However will we find her?"
"Well she is the perfect one. The answer is right there in the cloud."
"Yes…but that doesn't mean this will be easy. She could be miles away."
"I have a feeling…he'll find her anyway." She pointed to where he still stood with his eyes closed, his head slightly lifted.
O+&-O
She looked down at the hand that was suddenly there, knowing it wasn't his hand. It was too big.
"Oh…" She panicked, but felt the hands come together now, gently massaging her bared…
When had the sheet fallen down to her waist? Oh no matter. It was like they were whispering, the hands: It was all right. All right.
She couldn't help but relax, feeling warm arms wrap around her entirely, lips finding her neck.
O+&-O
"Hey…we have to break it."
He shook his head mindlessly, lost in a trance. "No…not yet."
The female voice came now. "Yes…now. If we keep it intact too long it will ruin it. Throw it in."
"NO."
O+&-O "Ohhh…" She had never felt this way before. Never…so…his lips. Whose lips…whose lips were they…who…how…oh…
O+&-O
"You'll frighten her away! Then you'll lose your chance. Break it."
"NO!"
O+&-O
Her hands fell weakly as a mouth she knew nothing of, a mouth that was stranger to her, began to suck.
"Ohhh…" She moaned, feeling the arms still holding her securely, upright. The mouth ravenous.
O+&-O
"Break it now. "
O+&-O "
Oh…"
Something like a mirror came before her. She had no idea where it came from. She stared in amazement as a dark clouded figure began to form in it…the figure standing behind her, lips on her neck, hands on her breasts.
But no face…she couldn't see any face.
Touching one of the hands, she started to turn her body around…
O+&-O
"He's gone. Throw it in."
"NO!"
It was too late though.
The image faded, the feeling…ripped apart by what they threw in.
He glared at them.
O+&-O
She gasped as suddenly it was gone, the mirror, the hands…the lips.
"OH!" She cried out and as she turned around was met by a pair of arms.
O+&-O
"Why did you break it?"
"Because we had to! You know that! It's only mirage."
He licked at his lips. "It was the most intense mirage ever."
They shook their heads.
"It wasn't real. Now…is real. We don't have that much time."
"I'll find her." "What if you can't?"
He faced them with all seriousness. "I'll find her."
O+&-O
"Oh!"
She felt him reach for her.
"What is it?...Damn…what are you doing?"
She looked down as he reached for the sheet and wrapped her back in it, pulling at her hand to bring her back inside.
"You'll get pneumonia. Come on Babe…you're more sensible than that."
She frowned at his words. Oh yes she was Miss Ultra Sensible. Sometimes she just wanted…
"What were you doing out there?"
She stared in shock at his question. It wasn't him. It couldn't have been, but if it hadn't been him…
O+&-O
"You know, there is the possibility we got it wrong. We were missing one part."
"You said we provided the right substitute."
"We think we did. The matter stands, she wasn't alone."
"That doesn't matter."
"Of course it matters! You need someone true of heart. You know that! It won't work otherwise."
"She has the truest heart."
The woman watched as the other man clapped a hand down, throwing off his robe now, revealing black pants and a black button down shirt. She lifted her own robe away too, revealing a bright red short hemmed dress and red spiked heels.
"You don't know that." "
Right…you don't! You waited too long! You know how dangerous it is now…if this doesn't work. Just pick someone else. You've always had it easy with the women. You can make one feel it…the illusion and maybe that will be enough."
"No…I can't. The test…it proved it. She's the one."
"And what if she isn't? She was with another guy!"
"She doesn't care about him….well…I mean she doesn't love him. She cares for many. But she doesn't love him."
He still hadn't removed his own robe. He held it partly around his neck now, the hood down though, revealing dark dark hair.
"How the heck would you know that?"
"She told me."
They exchanged troubled looks. He had waited so long. They had told him to choose faster, to choose another who would have worked, would have been perfect if…
Well… Now…
Now there was so little time before…
O+&-O
It had been a dream? A dream.
No…no that couldn't be. It had felt so real and the sheet. It had really been pulled down to her…her waist.
"Babe…what's wrong?"
She turned to him now, let her hand fall from her once again covered breast. "We need to break up."
She watched him sigh tiredly.
"Oh man…"
"We need to. It's not right. It's just sex."
He faced her adamantly, kissing her mouth. "We made love."
She shivered, but continued firmly. "I didn't."
He grimaced at her, taking a step back now, hurt.
"I'm sorry." She spoke the words with little known emotion.
He shook his head, reaching for his clothes now. "I swear Babe. How did you get so cold?"
Holding herself tightly, she whispered so low he couldn't hear, "It's hard not to seem it when you don't know what real warmth is. When you have no family…except one. But if you really saw me…you'd know I'm not. I'm not cold."
O+&-O
"Are you crazy?!"
"She did. She told me…with her feelings, her body, she did. She's been hurt in the past."
They stared at him like he was insane. There was no way to learn that much with one vision. No way at all. He was talking nonsense.
The other was the first to speak. Maybe the test had been a mistake. Maybe that one missing part had skewed it. He'd never seen him like this before. Sure he was normally intense, but like he was now….it was too much. It would be better to look elsewhere. After all, it truly was only mirage. It wasn't set in stone that it would work. There would be others already willing That one even…no…too…
But if… Oh…
The man with his robe off, answered now. "Even more reason for us to step away from this. You'll find another."
He turned on him viciously. "You're the one who told me to go through with it…to take the test…well I have. She's the one!"
The woman spoke more calmly. "You don't know that. It very much could be a mistake. She wasn't alone. They're supposed to be with no one."
"She has no one…not really. She is alone."
"Not now."
"She will be."
"Listen…"
"She's the one. I know. I have to find her." He tore off his robe and stalked out of the blackened room.
They exchanged looks once more…troubled.
"What if it fails?"
"We can't let it."
She looked at him now with worry. "But what if it does?"
"We'll find another one."
"We won't have time!"
Hearing her anxious reply, he sighed and pulled her against him. "We'll find the time." Even if it had to be…that one…her.
Oh…
"But you saw him…he's so insistent it's her. I knew we shouldn't have done it. He's always been this way because he's only…"
The man sighed. "I know…half…I know." Seeing her normally cool expression now laced with worry, he pulled her against him. "If it's her that he believes is the right one, then we have no choice. We'll look for her."
"And what if she isn't the right one?"
"Well then he will know and with the ease he has with women, he can find someone else."
She faced him strongly. "This isn't about that. You know this is about more. The strongest thing there is. What if we fail?"
He looked down at her firmly, but tried to keep his voice gentle. "We won't Sister. We won't."
O+&-O
She was alone now. All alone. He had paid for the room for the night. She had tried to get him to stay, but she knew after his face at what she declared…there was no way he would. She hurt him. She hadn't meant to. She just didn't feel… Feel anything with anyone. Except during some crazy dream…illusion, whatever it was.
"Oh…why can't I just feel what I want to feel when it's real…when…" She complained to herself. Her body…her senses though, unable to deny. How real it had felt. How blissful. How…
Solid.
The total opposite of cold. It had made her body feel on fire… Her emotions…
Connected
O+&-O
He stepped outside, a tight grimace on his face. They had it easy. They didn't have to go through all this just because they were half… Because of…
Damn.
He gripped fiercely at the railing, closing his eyes. His hands loosened immediately as a face, a figure began to form behind his closed eyes. So beautiful.
"I know she's the one. I know…I'll win her love.
I have to."
O+&-O
Thus it began…
The search for the other half
As beyond another force worked to make sure…
It never happened.
That the halves remained forever…
Separated.
Meeting of the bodies…
Maybe…
Of the hearts?
Never.
/\x/\
-Plus&Minus+
In this chapter: One incident of strong language and one somewhat mature situation. There are song lyrics. They are surrounded by + and - symbols. They are sporadically placed, scattered parts of songs, and they are from more than one artist. I will list the artists and song titles at the end of the chapter. There is one flashbabck at the beginning going through Nathan's mind.
Ready to enter the darkness? Ha ha ha…
Here we go…
+Chapter 1:
Bloody Mary-
When she was born it was without a connection.
It had been lost in a separating decision.
She knew nothing of what made her special…made her feel…
Half.
O+&-O
It is now two months and thirteen days later. The test's results have come to this:
O+&-O
+When I woke up tonight
I said I'm going to make somebody love me
Now I know that it's you
You're lucky lucky you're so LUCKY-
O+&-O
She was a bartender. He knew that because he had seen her for the first time two nights ago. All of them came then.
"Okay…so why are we here?"
"I told you. She works here."
"And how do you know that for certain?"
"My informant told me."
"And who was that?...What are you doing?"
Both of them focused now on the woman with them. She had drawn completely away from their conversation in the noisy, but mostly sophisticated club/bar, and was now smiling at a group of men who were practically oogling her.
"Not even in here for five minutes and already you're having thought sex."
Dressed in a black halter and black jeans, she turned to the overly dressed man she had to call her twin brother. "I am not. I was just being friendly. You could learn a little about that. And how about loosening up some?"
He laughed now at his half sister's insulting remark to his half brother, her twin. Already five women had given him, the non twin half brother, their version of thought sex.
Thought sex was basically looking at a person long enough with deep thought that it was obvious…you were thinking how they'd be in bed. And they were thinking the same thing. At least that's what it was according to the sister half of the twins, who just happened to love men…dangerous men she called them.
The brother half of the twins was the smart one who though he was an easy lure for the female half, preferred to spend more time on…other things.
As for himself, he loved women, but right now…well…five women…and he wasn't interested in a single one of them. He was here for one reason.
One woman.
"So what does she do here?"
"I don't know…my informant wouldn't tell me. Wait a minute…there she is."
Shit, he thought. She's even more beautiful in person. Look how sensually she moves without even realizing it. Nothing was sexier than a woman who moved with flair, and yet made no conscious effort of it. As rare as that was.
"Where?"
"Over there. See…she's a bartender."
"Surrounded by mostly a bunch of Hot to F-K guys." "
Sis, using code for your swear words is almost just as bad as actually speaking the profanities."
"I said nothing."
"Give it a rest, both of you."
"Aren't you going over?"
"No…I just wanted to see her tonight. I'll come back alone."
His older sister pouted then. Well half sister. "Ohhhh…but I actually like it here. All the darkness. It's really chic without being mortal gloom and doom. I might even find a good less mortal one…if you get what I mean."
"Why don't you just pull down the top part of that thing you call a top and make it easy on them?"
"I'd swear you were jealous if you weren't my disgusting twin brother."
"That is just sick. Been watching your Cruel Intentions crap too much."
"I love the darkness of it. And look who's using the profanities now."
"Damn! See why I need to come without you two!"
"Blame it on her. I need to get back and finish what I was working on. Need to pick up a bat or two."
"You're kidding."
"No."
"Well why don't we just go to the local pet shop? I'm sure they're having a two for one sale on them. You know how in high demand winged creatures of the night are."
Oh…that was cold. So cold of her. To use it in mocking, the most lethal word ever created…
Oh…
"See…why do I put up with this? And don't mention that word!"
He grimaced at both of them…they still were like kids sometimes. During the test they had been all serious, all supportive. Now they were like two five year olds, even though they were nearly thirty.
He pulled at both of them now. "Come on…let's just get out of here."
The older brother spoke as they started leaving. "So what are you going to tell her when you come back?"
"Uh…I have something ready."
"Oh …that guy just gave me his number. Look it's written on the back of a cherry flavored lifesaver sex pack. Think it's too obvious? And actually I prefer strawberry. My experience in the past with cherry hasn't totally been satisfactory though I guess it also depends on-
"WOULD you please stay focused?"
"OH yes OH GREAT ONE…so what did little brother just say?"
"That I have something ready."
"Oh you're not going to…"
"Please say you're not thinking of…
"Well hey…it works!"
"Yeah…right…Bet you five to ten it gets you kicked out."
"You're on."
He remembered now how he had answered.
O+&-O
Now it was two nights later and he was alone…all alone. Slipping on his dark glasses he started easing his way through the club to the bar. No way would he get kicked out. If anything…
O+&-O
+One…take control of me?
…Messin' with my mind I wake up-
O+&-O
"Well…helllooo…"
Even as she rolled her eyes at the greeting, she asked the guy with a sweet voice what she could get him.
"How about some Sex on the Beach baby?"
How about you go find a beach and take a swim in the ocean? I'm sure Jaws will love it. Fresh blood. She turned back to him now with a slight smile. "Sorry BABE…we ran out of sex."
"No way."
"Yes…WAAAAY!" She responded sarcastically.
The guy bartender that was working on her left hand side started snickering. Haley was small and petite, but without a doubt could hold her own. And she wasn't half bad to look at. Of course he'd had the same girlfriend for almost three years now who he cared deeply for. And as for Haley, he had worked with her for a bit longer than he had known his girlfriend, but she was nothing more than a friend. Well…actually like the little sister he never had. Haley was special.
"I don't think that's funny." The man Haley had just joked with, complained now. He wanted a drink.
Collin sinckered more and scooted closer to Haley. "Hey Hales…we got a fresh supply of sex in the backroom." He gave her a playful grin.
Haley shook her head, but smiled back still. Collin was a good guy. He'd been there at Rendezvous since before she'd first started working there. And when she had first felt a little overwhelmed by the newness of the place, even after two years of previous bar work in a small tavern, he'd helped her get accustomed. Not only that, on nights when she had to stay extra late and he did too, he walked her home to her apartment just a few blocks away.
She winked at him now. "I'm sure we'll run out of it again soon enough."
"Can I get a drink please?"
Lifting a bottle in her hand and throwing it to land in the grip of her other hand, Haley smiled sweetly at the man who had called her baby. "Sure Daaaarhling…why don't I make you one of my Famous Fire Arousal Foreplays?"
The man, good looking, but a bit on the older side, shook his head at Collin. "What's she talking about? I've never heard of anything called that before."
Collin grinned. "Her own specialty. Don't pass it up. Just the show is fun enough."
"What do you mean?" The man started to ask, but stopped as Haley began…her show.
Haley smiled, beginning to mix the ingredients quickly, in total knowledge of how much of each part went in. She still didn't know how she had learned to do it, but after her first year of working at the tavern, her old job, she had suddenly started making up her own drinks. Now she had about four of them. But the Foreplay was her showstopper.
Because it really kicked things up.
O+&-O
+It's taken all these days to find you
I tell you I want you
I tell you I need you-
O+&-O
He watched her now, from the back, taking off his dark glasses for a second. She was such star quality, but not in a showy way. It was interesting. Her hips kept moving to the loud music of Kasabian playing, but she didn't shake them like she was some bar dancer. She just moved them in time with the music. She was wearing a black sleeveless dress, displaying some cleavage, but nothing overt, nothing to stand out. The dress reached just above her knees. Everything so simply classical. Her hair, golden cinnamon, and in loose curls, that she had pulled partly back from her face with a shining clip. Nothing fancy…nothing to stand out.
And yet she stood out beautifully. She was a sensual sensation.
O+&-O
+Take me to the edge again
…I'm chasin' down the wolves to save ya-
O+&-O
Haley expertly continued to mix and pour just the right amount of each ingredient. Feeling the bottle coming close to hitting the ground on one throw, she willed it in her mind to stay in the air.
And caught it.
O+&-O
+I…the blood ain't on my face-
O+&-O
She didn't even marvel at it. Collin did though. "Shoot Hales…how the heck do you do that?"
"It's called flairing Collin, remember?" Haley winked at him playfully, but not with any real flirtation or meaning other than friendship.
She knew Collin's girlfriend, Marissa, and liked her. She too knew that the way she and Collin acted at the bar was just fun while working a sometimes very demanding job, that never slowed down. At least work always passed in a flash…sometimes so fast it made her head spin. The hardest nights were when she had to stay past closing time to help lock up the place.
Collin shook his head now at her answer. "No…come on. You know I don't mean that." He flipped his own bottle expertly. After all, he was the one who taught her how to do it…funny how the student had passed up the teacher. "I mean how you look like you're going to drop it. Come on Hales…you almost dropped that last one…and yet you caught it. Like you have ESP or mind control or something. Your mind wills it to stay in the air."
Haley stared at him for a second, at the sunny red haired man she was grateful to have as a friend, before she laughed. "Oh Collin, come on!" As she turned away from him though, giving the drink to the now fascinated customer at her bar magic and the delicious concoction she had invented, a slight grimace touched her face. She hoped the weirdness didn't get started here too. She didn't need that.
O+&-O
+Just wanted you near me-
O+&-O
He watched as she accepted the money from the now smiling man. His eyes stayed though on her hands, her arms. She was mixing another drink for a different customer. The bottle was flying in the air slightly. She had a good grip. She was fast. But once again not flashy, just very good at what she did. His vision tightened though as he noticed the bottle seemed to be falling to the floor and then…
She held it there.
Just not with her hands…
With her…
+The blood ain't on my hands-
O+&-O
"Does she know?"
"Know what, Baby?"
He lifted his glasses away from his face just an inch, before pulling them back over his eyes. The club was too bright in some places. He preferred the darkest of dark. Sunlight especially bothered him. It just irritated. And the flashing lights in here were a bit much at times. Even with the club's dark walls and sleek black / midnight blue furniture, he didn't like the flashes of neon light on the dance floor.
"Excuse me." He glanced at the woman with a disinterested look, before getting ready to push past her.
She stood in the way though. "Ohhhh Honey…you're excused anytime…to come my way…ha ha."
"Sorry Miss, I need to get to the bar." He attempted politeness now with urgency.
"Oh…well I was heading there too."
Oh really? And that was why you were headed in the opposite direction? Shit…he didn't want to deal with this now. Taking his glasses off, he looked deeply into the woman's eyes, before bending his head down and capturing her lips with his. She was definitely a looker, very hot if…
Just not at all what he was focused on now. She was a distraction that he really just wanted to get rid of quickly. Slowly he pulled back from her, giving her another deep eye look, before he slipped his glasses back on coolly. Watching her speechless now, he smirked, but spoke in a slow even tone. "That's enough. Don't you think?"
"Uh…yes…"
Seeing that the woman was now so flustered, he smiled at her, slipping his glasses off for another moment. "See that man over there…He's definitely in the mood to get you a drink. Why don't you go work your magic on him?"
"Oh…yes…oh…"
He rolled his eyes, but gently pushed the woman off in the other direction. Satisfied when he saw her start to talk to the man, he slipped his glasses back on. Amazing what one look could do.
O+&-O
+Just wanted you near me
I tell you I want you
I'll tell you I need YOU-
O+&-O
One look and a little lip action…anyways.
Focused on the front of the bar again, seeing her still so at ease behind it, once in a while moving to the music, but also expertly making drinks and making customers smile, he pushed his way through the crowded dance floor.
O+&-O
+You toss in a word-I'm your villain
I see the passion emerge-I'm your villain-
O+&-O
As the music changed to a wilder Franz Ferdinand number, Haley put a little more step in her movements. Working easily next to Collin, she heard someone speak, a deep voice.
"Excuse me Miss…"
She half smirked at the polite words. "Miss…actually have a gentleman at the bar tonight, huh?" She exchanged an amused glance with Collin, but did not look back at the deep voiced customer. "So what can I get you SIR?"
"Blood."
O+&-O
+If I could laugh I'd love you
If I could smile at anything you said
We could be laughing lovers-
O+&-O
She didn't even flinch. "Bloody Mary it is." Starting to mix the drink now, she called back to him before reaching for a bottle and flipping it over. "How Bloody do you want it?"
"Blood."
O+&-O
+I know what I am-I'm your villain-
O+&-O
Weird monotone still. Weird period. She kept it up though. "Extra Bloody it is." She finished mixing the drink quickly and efficiently. Turning her body back around to face her customer, she noticed just how good looking he was, tall, dark haired and…wearing black sunglasses? Probably some druggie or something. She pushed back a hair from her face and handed the man his drink. "There you go…extra bloody just like you asked."
"This is not what I asked for."
She stared at him now, grimacing tightly. "You asked for a Bloody Mary sir. That's what I gave you. That's five dollars even."
"I asked for blood."
Haley stared at him for a moment, before she broke out into laughter. "Oh you're a riot! Ha! What? Practicing to be Dracula for Halloween?"
The glass shattered.
+I don't give a damn if I'm your villain-
O+&-O
Haley jumped back. Even Collin stopped what he was doing. Haley stared at the shattered glass and Bloody Mary running all over the black sleek counter, before frowning angrily at the man wearing dark glasses, pointing now. "Okay look Weirdo…now you have to pay for the glass too!"
He smirked at her even as something bothered him. "But I didn't even break it." He enunciated his words clearly and slowly, almost as if talking to a four year old. "I-didn't-touch-it."
Collin leaned in toward Haley now. He gave the guy wearing dark glasses a sharp look before whispering to his friend and co worker, "Hey Hales…you okay…you need any help?"
Even though she was half shaking at the answer she had just received…
He hadn't touched it. Nothing touched it. The glass had just…shattered.Like magic?
Oh…no.
Haley answered Collin with a shake of her head. "No it's okay Collin…I got it."
Not totally believing her, but knowing she'd fight if he tried to keep helping, Collin nodded his head. "Okay…I got to go in the back to get a few things…I'll be right back up front though." He gave the dark haired man another sharp look before disappearing into the back room.
There were other bartenders around of course, but Collin was her true friend. Haley didn't know the others as well---
He reached for her hand now, the dark haired man wearing dark sunglasses that hid his eyes. He pulled her hand across the bar slowly.
"Hey-
Haley started to fight him, but felt his grip too strong, though oddly, not harsh, not rough. Oddly…gentle. "I'm sorry Miss Lady Bartender. It's just you've mistaken my order. I asked for blood…"
O+&-O
+I'm your villain
…Ready on your belly…
If you want to have fun-
O+&-O
Haley shivered.
He removed his glasses now.
She stared in fascination at eyes as blue and deep as the ocean. She tried to break away as they…
They seemed to stare into her. His next words…
Oh his next words… They made her tremble.
As…
He ran his long fingers over her small hand.
She marveled at it. His touch was like ripples of water soothing scorched dry lands. A massage of wickedly gentle sensation against her skin. How could this be? He was only touching her hand. What if he was touching…
Oh …
Her senses lost in a trance, her mind screaming at her to pull back.
Her skin screaming to have more.
He traveled her soft skin…
+See you later…-
His words as they came out…
His words sent her body a-shiver.
"But I'll settle for a taste of you."
O+&-O
More to come…
Lyric Credits:
Franz Ferdinand: Do You Want To
Franz Ferdinand: I'm Your Villain
Kasabian: Club Foot