Calling on an angel
I'll try and not be so serous but please review -gets on her kneew- please.
A/N: Thoughts emphsis
Chapter one Just another Ordinary Day, Not!
I sat outside under a sakura tree, with his sister Alexis in his lap. The cool breeze making it difficult for me and the sakura blossoms falling from the tree. I brushed her hair striate trying to get the part right. After 10 minutes with it it was done.
"Hold still Lexi." I asked seeing that she was squirming thus making it hard for me.
"Are you done big bro?" she asked impatiently.
"I would if you would just hold still. There and done."
"Thanks big brother." she cried, I smiled.
"Your welcome Lexi, now give big brother a kiss and go the class." she nodded, knelt down and kissed my cheek. I flinch from the contract to the purple and blue bruise. She had a look of worry in her eyes.
"Lexi don't worry I got hit by a tennis ball in gym." I said, cheerfully. She waved good by to me and then left. My smiled disappeared and I got out a container of concealer and applied it to the bruise, then added a foundation to cover it up. Thus no one will bug me.
"The truth is dad hit me." I muttered under his breath. I didn't want to worry Alexis she was only thirteen years old. For years I had protected her from Don our, demon of a father. You may call it being overly protective but just that fact would scar her for life.
"Hey big brother is this the place?" a kid voice called. He looked up and to the gate, there 2 boys stood. One looked about his age (17 years) and the other 13 years, the unusual thing was is that they both had blue hair. The older one's was dark, teal color. The height comparison was amazing as well was their looks.
The small one cute and fragile, the older well built and almost fear-me appearance, but at the same time angelic and demonic. Okay that didn't make sense but its.
The younger one was grasping the other's hand. I could help but noticed how sexy the older one looked.
"Yes correct Syrus," a smooth voice answered "Your classes start about now." he said looking at his watch. The younger of the two grasped his arm tighter.
"Zane I'm afraid." he said cutely. Zane a prefect name to match his looks.
"Can you walk me to my class, big bro." Syrus's grip tightened. Zane nodded, then walked to the elementary side of the school. I sat there and watch them leave, not tearing my eyes off the teal hair beauty.
The bell rung without me noticing, until the people started to crowd in. I imminently got up and grabbed my stuff then headed out. The halls were packed with people, me being pushed up against the walls trying get into Mrs. Steels class, without being crushed.
"Morning Atticus." I bowed to her.
"Morning." I said, going to my seat.
The class filed in, chatting and conversing, until Mrs. Steel quieted them down.
Still some girls squealed when i made even the slightest bit of eye contact with them. Others in hush whisper saying that i went out with them for one week. Which as true, sadly. Never bragging, I've been on atleast one date with every single girl in my grade. I guess you would say i was a bit of a play to an extent.
"Class we have a transfer student, come in dear." the door slide open my eyes widen as so did everyone else's. standing before us was the same teal haired boy I met several minutes ago. I took note of another thing matching blue-green eyes. Like I said very sexy. I think the rest of the girls thought soon and … a few of the guys. Got competition here.
He gave a single flick of his hand as a wave.
"What are some of your interests."
"For one dueling, and research intellectual things. I do a lot of sports. Tennis and soccer are my main focus." he said voice smooth, and dark. Almost sexy even if he wasn't intending to.
Smart guy ran through my mind I'm interested very interested.
"Now to find a place to sit, no kicking the other person." she warned them.
"There -points a finger to me- next Atticus." I looked at all the jealous faces, then gulped. Great going from being loved to hated in just one class period. As he walked over and sat down. His hand 'accidentally' brushed against my leg before the sat down next to me. My stomach fluttered at the small movement.
"Now open your books to the Egyptian empire page 256." the rest I blanked out. I looked over to him. He didn't.
"Now came anyone tell me of the tomb of the pharaoh's who has no name?" Zane hand shot up.
"The 'Tomb of The Nameless Pharaoh' and his name is unknown to all the words, when they searched the wall they found where his name was meant to be was wore away."
"That is correct, have you studied this before?" she asked, impressed.
"No just read it in a book. Doing a light study of Egypt. That and the school before has already finished with the chapter." she was amazed. I thought of his view of a light study. Then imaged him behind a sea of books glasses on the end of his nose.
I looked at him with the same amazement, even though I knew the answer. I continued to stare at him. Couldn't get over how beautiful he was. I twirled my dark brown hair like some chick, and even giggling. Unfortunately Mrs. Steel heard me.
"Mr. Rhodes are you going to pay attention or are you to distracted with Zane? If you are please move to the front." the class laughed at this. They all knew about my attraction with guys.
"I'll be good I promise." I begged. She sighed and gave me a warning. I took you my calculus book and propped it close to the edge of the desk and laid my head down behind it. Snoozing through the peroid. Exhausted from last night.
40 minutes later
"Answer is 74." I screamed just as the bell rung. I glanced around confused as eveeryone getting their bags and leaving. Class time is over already
When Mrs. Steel called out my name just as I got my things and passed by her desk.
"Yes maim."
Her stern look spoke volumes to me, knowing she was pissed.
"Atticus your one of my brightest students and for you to act like that it's…it's despicable. Twice I had to call you down, if anything is happening at home please tell me." she said, arms crossed.
"Nothing I just haven't gotten enough sleep that all." I made up, add lying to the teacher to the list of, number of penalties in one class period. Which was half true.
"I'll let you off with a warning. Come back rested tomorrow." I sighed in relief I turned to head to Calculus before she called me back.
"And I trust you can show Zane around his classes, if it isn't any trouble." she mused. I craned my head back to the auburn haired lady. Giving a look that said 'say-what?'.
"N-No, no trouble at all. F-F-Follow me." I stammered. Linking arms around the teal hair teen, man I'm stupid.
"Atticus, is it? Could you let go of me." he suggested, all the blood drained from my face, when I looked down As I said wow I'm so damn stupid. I blame my nerves.
"Okay." I said letting him go, quizzical expression appearing on his face.
"Man for the top of the class your on the slow bus when it comes to common sense and interaction." his eyebrow cocked up.
"Shut up Truesdale. What other classes to you have with me, besides, these two. Just name them off to me."
"Physics with Mrs. Brooke, Gym with Mr. Halder, economics with Mrs. Steel, Creative arts with Mrs. Hinrics, and Study Hall with Mrs. Haroldson." I just stared at him wide mouthed.
"Good your stuck with me." I commented, not that it was a bad thing.
"Is that meant to be a good things?" he asked jokeingly.
"Yeah if you prefer meeting a brainly kid."
This has got to be the work of the man upstairs. Cause its sure feels like mercy is being showdered.
We stayed silent until we got to calculus. He turned around "Thanks Atticus. Work on paying attention in class.." he gave my a shallow smile. The chatter ceased, head popped up to get a view of the New York hottie. Then walked to the teachers desk, I took a seat near the front. Wow he sure knows how to silence a room. And I got to be the first to walk down the hall.
A few seconds the tardy bell rung, and the class quieted down. Mr. Overton got up and started class, having us get out our homework from last week. Zane followed along answering most of the problems with excellent accuracy. Again he said he studied it at his old school. He was a head of us by a chapter. For the rest of the lesson, he zoned out reading a book he brought along.
As for me sleeping the late nights with dad are taking its toll on me.
As the rest of the morning was the same somehow he seemed to take to me for directions. When lunch came student filled out of the hallway to the lunch tables outside or under a tree. I followed, getting giggles from girls that passed by me. Some tried to seduce me. I smiled and played along with their attempt to get another out of me. Taking 10 minutes to make it down the hallway. Fuck eating just want sleeping.
Once outside I sat down under a tree near the school, leaned back on the trunk, my hands folded. Ready for at least and hour of rest before a grueling afternoon. My eyes started to close giving my a half-lidded look.
"Didn't get enough sleep?" someone replied I glanced up. Ready to bite the head off of the person who dared to wake me up. Honestly I can viosous if you hit a pair of me. Only if it wasn't a pair of blue-green eyes staring at me. Shot back, bumping my head against the trunk hard. I rubbed my head.
"Do you always act this way?" he asked raising his eyebrow. I blushed, he was much cuter up close, no handsome. You just gotta love his hair.
"No, you just have a tendency to make people very nervous." he laughed at the retort.
"Sorry didn't formally introducing my self, Zane Ryo Truesdale." he head out his hand, I hesitated before taking it. When we touched I felt a spark come between us . I jerked back.
"A-Atticus F-Fubiki R-R-Rhodes." I stuttered, still taken back by his looks.
"Still making you nervous." he said his voice smooth, and some what dark.
"Yeah."
"Don't worry I get that…a lot." he waved his hand in a way of brushing the comment off.
"I'm sure you do." he chuckled and sat down next to me.
"So where do you live?" he asked.
"I live in one of the mansion near the river. My dad's a successful CEO and likes to show off, a lot"
"I live close to them in a small apartment with my 13 yr old brother Syrus." he said
"My sister is the same age. What about your parents?" he looked down darkness, clouded his eyes. All the humor in him vanished.
"She's umm something happened…dad got rid of me…and Sy…telling me I was a useless piece of shit… letting me live on my own with my brother…I didn't get to say good bye to her." he muttered.
What circumstances cause parents to get rid of kids like him. Nothing was wrong with him, so why leave him.
"Then my father threaten me than he would to certain things if I didn't beat it. He didn't even let me say good by to my friends. So yeah I didn't want to come." I looked up thinking he was talking to me. His eyes were blank, he might be talking to himself. He was doing it absent mindedly, I listen to him drone on about this. He pulled his hand out of his pocket.
Picture fell out of his pocket, I picked it up while he was still in his own trance.
It was of a woman in her late thirties or early forties. Deeps silver eyes, teal hair coming down to her back. A smile that would grab anyone's eye, most of all she was pale like Zane. Past that she was beautiful and innocent. Just what happened to her? Wouldn't she fight to keep her sons? Did she even care?
Zane stanched the picture way , not waiting anyone to see. Ii caught a glance at the back 'Be in peace even if your body isn't.'. I wondered what that meant, something must have happen to her as mentioned.
"Sorry, just someone that means a lot to me. Don't worry about it, it the past." he muttered his hands in his jeans, looking at a Sakura blossom that fell to the ground.
"What about your sister, how important is she to you." his expression changing in a blink of the eye.
"The only thing in this life I would protect, she mean the world to me." I said seeing that we were on the same level.
"Same here." I glanced over to see Lexi running over with her 2 friends Mindy and Jasmine both having crushes on me. "And here she comes now."
"Hi big bro." I got up, know what they were going to ask.
"Let me guess autograph." I guessed they nodded and got a pen and signed their notebooks. Then walked away squeaking.
"School hotte." he said stright faced.
"Yep, in both the middle, and high school. Does that bother you?" I teased.
I've gone off the deep end on this. Still blame nerves. Trying to impress dude I'm desperate
"Nope, gets annoying really." he siad "I was, that way back at my old school."
The bell rung, and we were headed off to class, my heart soaring with the fact that I make a new frien and with the one I love. All to say is one word SCORE.
Too lose in my thoughts I didn't relize the postion that I was in, samed up against the lockers, his arms holding my wrists firmly against my chest. Scared of what he would do. My mind wondering what I did wrong or upset him about. Then his lips pecked my cheek. I blushed.
"Atty stop trying to hard." he said, then ran to his, err our next class.
I stood there. My mind blank, and shut down. legs about to give away, my hand on my cheek and smiling. Then followed him, my mind thinking I might just have a chance.
Then t other classes were spent glancing over to him, from across the room. His chin rested on his hands, a bored look on his face, that or his head hit the desk with a thud, followed by soft snoring. Must be if you already learned it. Either that or he was reading. I would agree, personally some of this you could learn of the street.
In gym, we played tennis, I was paired up with him. Which got me nailed with balls. Which was backed up with the strength of a bullet. He wasn't kidding when he said that he was an expert.
"I can't even get a ball past you." I whined sarcastically. He smirked, am I complement everything he does. The court and fence were lined with balls, more in the fence.
"I play with Syrus, but every time do I end up making him cry or injured. Usallly both." he said picking a ball up with his racket and toe.
We played a few more set (A/N: Haven't played tennis long enough) before we went in to change. I climbed into the shower to change. Don't to show off anything I have much. Call me modest but I have my reasons
I liking view I got of Zane undressing. I liked it, a little too much. First seeing that muscular body, did I mention he has really nice abs. my mine start to get filled with not-so-innocent thought about him.
I pulled my shirt over my head and patted down all the wrinkles, grabbed my gym bag. Then waited for the bell to ring for the last class. Study hall, insert mental cheer.
"S-So what was New York like? To you?" I asked in the middle if study hall.
"A bit too loud, full of gangs and gangsters, drug dealers, and thieves. There you'd have to be smart to keep your stuff."
"Did you ever have a girlfriend?" I asked.
"Uhhh, no not really." he answered slowly.
"Would you ever want one?" I continued.
"Atticus just stop, its freaking me out. It all sound like to me." he cut me off.
"Funny thing I-" the bell rung I grabbed my things and ran.
"Hi big bro guess who I me-" I jerked her twarods the doors, just missing a certain blunnette, just rushing past him.
Hoping to get to the archway before he does. Brushing past a few of her friends, saying rushed apologizes after the encouter. Onc out we took a left. "Big brother whats the rush?" she asked, I didn't answer. Then when I thought we were far from him I stopped. Alexis turned to my, her hands on her hips.
"Big Brother what was the rush for?" she whined.
"Something happened at school that's it" Yeah close to blowwing cover with Zane as an event.
"Now were here, do you want some ice cream?" I asked, trying to patching things up with her. She nodded with a squeal. Then dragged me to an ice cream stand, and waited in line. The result whe would get hyper but I can deal with it. Which was fairly long, I glanced at my watch, until we got to the front. I bought her a large chocolate dipped cone, and walked to a bench in front of the center fountain.
People went by, and we watch more Lexi than me. I sat there staring at my covered up arms. The blue and red color as a reminder of the late nights with the man. Now Zane is in the picture, make me feel worse. The thought that I've been touched and handled, hurt, badly. Even though it started a few years with a kiss on the lips and a hug.
I glanced at my watch, my eyes widen.
4:30 dad will be home soon, I grabbed Alexis who was finishing her snack and ran to the house. Praying that he wouldn't be home.
Normal POV.
Atticus opened the door, glanced around and sighed in relief. But it didn't last for long, once the door closed behind it was the demon he called dad. With a grin of malice on his face.
"Hello son." he said voice greeced with lust, which his sister didn't noctice. He walked over and grabbed there things and set it down.
"I've been waiting for you two." he said, Atticus reacted.
"Alexis go to your room I'll be upstairs in a second." he said, foncusing on what would happen to her if she saw. She smiled, turned and upstairs. Once the door closed hell began.
"Can home late didn't you." he said, pushing the brunnette up to the wall, holding him by his neck. Atticus didn't answer, just waited for the pain to come.
"Just get it over with, Don." he submitted, Don smirked.
Warning rape sene (fist one)
Then threw him to the couch and climbed on top of him. His hands crawled under the teenage's shirt, touched and pinching is nipples. He moaned.
"Very nice." he groaned, ripping off the shirt, leaned down and sucked Atticus's body hitting his setive spots, hard. His hands traveled lower, groping his ass. The brunette's eyes widen.
"No n-not there, please." he begged, as his father removed his jeans. Then massaging Atty's thighs, rubbing his legs. "Dad don't." he screamed.
"A body this nice, deserves to seen by men." Don purred, in Atticus ear. The words made him sick.
Atticus just blank out, picture somewhere safe and green. he thought. Just wishing he could be in someone's arms where it was safe.
Don took off his pants and all. Griped Atticus's head and shoved himself into the brunnete's, treating that he would rip out the teen's hair out if he pulled away and more. The feeling of disgust not from him from his 'friend'. what would he think if he saw me here. Doing this with his father? He prayed that he wouldn't release.
"Such a good bitch you are, Fuck toy." his father screamed as he forced his son to go deeper. Gagging him with his hard on.
The salty fluid came into his mouth, then Don pulled out.
"Do you like that, slut? Go on swallow it." he barked, then smirked when Atticus did. The fluid hit his stomach acid, making him want to vomit all of his stomach acid.
"Now what do you say?" Don ordered holding his son up by his hair, gritting his teeth.
"Good, master. Please I wish you'd do it again." he agreed, knowing what would happen if he told the truth. Fighting the desire to vomit now. Don smirked, got up and put his clothes on. He walked away. Not before, sucking on is son's neck, nipping at the skin, leaving an ugly purple and blue mark. Then pulling Atticus up by his hair.
"Your mine Atticus, never for get that." he seethed. Atticus fell to the floor, tears leaking out of his eyes. The feeling of taint and dirty returned. The fluid burned in his stomach, he felt it come back up, and he ran to the trash can and discarded the fluid. He went back to Zane in his mind, perfect, talented, athletic, the qualities he looked for in a boyfriend or girlfriend. All the qualities he wanted him self. But all he has are good looks, and taht just got him to be his dad fuck toy. But that he wouldn't want him now.
Who would want a whore. I don't deserve Zane, I mean look at me. I'll be nothing but shit in his eyes. And he don't deserve me. he painfully thought. Atticus got up, got his clothes on that leaving his shoes next to the couch. The maids would get it.
Did what he normally did to make the pain go away. He stumbled to the cellar, trying not to fall down the stairs. Jerking the door open, the need for the liucors to do its job. Jerking one of the vokda bottle half empty. Using his fingernails to get the cork off. Then downed the rest of the liquid.
"I've gotta find another one like this." he muttered, dropping the bottle.
Glass flying everywhere. He ingrored the glass and stepped on the sharded wincing as they went through his sock covered feet.
Most parents would freak if they saw this. But he doesn't care. He never cares just sees me as a toy not a person just a fuck toy
He trudged up the flights of stairs to his room, the alcohol's effect kicking in making it hard for clarity.
He fell down on the bed, for once safe that he was in his room.
"Momma, please hold me. Hold your son." he muttered in his sleep.
Zane sat at home, reading a book. His brother was already in bed, sawing logs. He placed the book back in the shelf and went to his room in the far hallway. The incident in the hallway with them linking arms and him pecking his cheek.
What that kid doesn't know is that well I kinda like him. That time in the hall I overracted. Bad me. Can lose control. But he is so cute when he blushes Zane thought, the need and want to drag the brunette to his bed, and do some M rated things. Then thinking of the boy's health, his terrible low weight, tired appearance and speech. The fact that he got scared when they were alone. Or that he would change in the shower stall insead of outside.
Then interpreted by the sound of the toddle, Zane's 2nd sibling, Emily Lynn.
She stirred awake, crying for some attention so she could sleep. He walked back to the kitchen got a prepare bottle, warmed it up and fed it to her. She cooed in delight and drank faster. Taking the bottle into her own hands.
"Slow down girl." he said, rubbing her back. When she was done, he placed the bottle in the dishwasher, and burped her. Set her down at the changing table and changed her diaper before laying her in the crib.
I don't have time for romance, no, not in this state. he thought staring at his sister then at his brother in his bed, waiting to be tucked in.
Plus no one would want someone who's been used. The fact that I have to watch these to, sends people running, and never looking at me.
"Night Emily, sleep tight don't letthe bed bugs bite." he sang, before slipping off his shirt and put on some pajama pants, then climbed into bed, pulling the covers over him. Feeling something bad happened to new found friend his friend.
This is it i rewrote some this to make sense. I'll look over the grammer after i get the spelling done for the next.
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-Angel
