Velvet Crowbar

Important Author's Note:

Takes place four years before the events of ACO. In this story Alex is very out of character, there's a strong sense of humanity and warmth in him not seen in ACO. You'll have to keep in mind that a lot can happen in the span of four years.

It's what will happen during those four years that push him over the edge and turn him into the heartless monster we all know him as. Remember that four years is more than enough time for things to happen to cause him to change drastically.

So while you're cringing at Alex being painfully OOC just remember that it's me who's writing this and you can trust me and I'm doing it all on purpose and for a reason. So please bear with me.

Assuming ACO takes place in 1971; this prequel (if you will) takes place in the year 1968 and continues onward. Alex is twenty years old in this story, Rachel is eighteen. Malcolm was around twenty-four when he actually filmed ACO (please correct me if I'm wrong) so I believe this fits.

Part I/Part II: Velvet

1968

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You are my sunshine

My only sunshine

You make me happy

When skies are gray

You'll never know dear

How much I love you

Please don't take

My sunshine away

-Johnny Cash

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Whenever he closes his eyes the first thing that flashes across his mind is her face. Her heart-shaped face framed by caramel ringlets, her plump kissable lips, her bambi eyes the color of emerald. The most gorgeous girl he's ever seen and she's his.

He thinks about the way she laughs, the way she always smells like fresh strawberries, the way she bounces up and down when she's excited, the way she does her hair, the way she dresses up, the way she dances, the way she smiles. And of course he thinks about being with her, he thinks about kissing her soft lips. And let's be honest here, he thinks about making love to her. No…not about raping her; he doesn't want to hurt her.

What the hell was so damn special about her? It's the way she laughs so hard her eyes tear up, it's the way she sings in the shower, it's the way she's with other people; so tender and loving despite all the pain she's gone through in her life. It's the way she shakes her cute little bum for him and sticks her tongue out playfully. It's the way she calls him "sweetie" how could he not fall for someone like that? Someone that beautiful inside and out.

Alex's mind drifts to the memory of the night he took her virginity. The way she whimpered at his every touch, the way she giggled when his fingers tickled her sides, the way she gasped and whimpered "It's so big Alex" when he pushed his length into her slowly, unaware of how much hearing her say that turned him on.

She was so sweet and innocent, so angelic laying beneath him as he made love to her. And for some strange reason, in a way he felt like it was his first time as well. He'd fucked a lot of girls, lost his virginity when he was fourteen. He'd participated in gang bangs, he'd seduced two sometimes three girls to come home with him on more than one occasion. And while he wasn't nervous with Rachel he was extremely conscious of the fact that she was a virgin and she was nervous and he didn't want to hurt her. Every move of his was calculated, and he'd paid close attention to every sound and expression to make sure he wasn't doing anything to make her uncomfortable or to hurt her.

He'd wanted to make her moan and cry out in pleasure; wanted to give her mind-blowing orgasms that would leave her trembling and he did. He'd never really cared about the satisfaction of his previous sexual partners but with her it was the opposite. Sitting here in this library he can still clearly see her face as her first orgasm shook her entire body, made her arch so beautifully under him as his fingers pumped in and out of her tight warm cavern. The way her cheeks flushed pink, plump lips forming a perfect 'o'shape, those bambi-sweet eyes fluttering shut, she'd looked so beautiful.

Alex feels his pants tightening. Luckily the table hides it from view, his eyes flutter shut. Images flashes rapidly across his mind. Rachel whimpering as his fingers softly rub her clit, Rachel arching off the bed her breasts on full display the pink nipples hardened and slick from his mouth, Rachel's beautiful body squirming as whimpers of pleasure escaped her. Rachel screaming out in bliss almost on the verge of tears when he used his mouth to give her multiple orgasms (bog she'd been so incredibly sensitive and she'd tasted so sweet, Alex normally didn't care much for eating out girls but hearing her squeals of pleasure, feeling her legs shake on his shoulders...fuckin' hell)

It hadn't hurt her when he entered, for he'd spent a good amount of time making sure she was nice and wet for him. Alex had been slow at first, waiting for her to give him permission to go faster and after a few slow thrusts she whimpered out "P-Please Alex" he'd known what she wanted but he wanted to hear her say it, wanted to push her a little. "Please what, baby?" his voice was so husky and breathless. "Harder…please Alex go faster and…and h-harder" he gladly obeyed her timid request, and after a few more minutes he was going fast enough to make her breasts bounce, the bed squeaking audibly with his powerful thrusts into her body.

Their moans mixed with each other, her high-pitched whines and choked cries of blissful blinding pleasure and his deep sometimes animalistic growls as he drove himself into her bringing the both of them orgasm after orgasm, their bodies trembling against each others. "Fuckin 'ell baby…you're so tight" he'd groaned as he kissed her throat. She'd been so sweet and timid that night, so fucking beautiful. And while he'd loved having sex with her, his favorite part of that night had afterwards when he'd held her in his arms. Even after thorough loving making she'd still smelled like strawberries to him. The sheets of his bed wrapped around their waists, her breasts against his chest.

Suddenly he feels someone hug him from behind, Rachel's warm lips are kissing his cheek. Alex scoots the chair back so there's enough room for her to sit on his lap without the table digging too hard against her lower stomach. She sits sideways, her legs dangling. He rubs lazy soothing circles on her smooth legs and runs his fingers through her hair. "How's my baby doing today?" he asks her, giving her a quick but full kiss on her plump lips. "Good, school was really boring today. We had a substitute and did nothing but book work all day." He makes an exaggerated ew face at her and she laughs, "How about you? How'd your day go?"

"I've been mostly here, slept in pretty late" he tells her. He gently pushes her off his lap so they can both stand up, taking her hand in his he starts pulling her with him. "I promised you a date night, princess." He grins at her, but Rachel is resisting. "It's three in the afternoon Alex. I have homework due for History tomorrow" he turns to face her and cups her face, "C'mon baby. Live a little. Your homework can wait. In fact why do it at all?" he suggests, waggling his eyebrows and grinning.

Rachel glares at him but they both know she's not really angry at him, her green eyes sparkle with love and humor. "Alex Delarge you're trying to turn me into a bad girl" he dramatically gasps and smacks his hand against his chest as if appalled by the very thought. "That hurts, Rachel Baby, that hurts a lot. I can't believe you would accuse me of trying to corrupt an angel like you" she scrunches up her nose at him and sticks out her tongue. "Why you little!"

She squeals and runs, just barely escaping his grasp. Onlookers watch, some amused and others annoyed, as the handsome young man chases his beautiful lover playfully all over the library square. He catches her round her waist, Rachel squeals helplessly as he tickles her ruthlessly. Making her squirm and shriek with laughter. "Alex stop! Please, have mercy!" she pleads but he will not yield. "Maybe; maybe I'll stop if you give me a real sladky kiss on the rot darling" he teases her, eyes twinkling. She pretends to be disgusted with the idea and dramatically flings her head away from him, "Never!" she declares with a dramatic flair causing both them to laugh.

Alex pulls her flush against him and gives her a real horrorshow smacker right on her pretty mouth, he smirks against her lips when she whimpers. He knows how weak his kisses make her. "Now how about that date, babydoll?" he mumbles huskily against her mouth, coaxing her with his smooth voice. "I…I guess I can…skip my homework just this once"

It's been three months of bliss. Alex and Rachel are completely inseparable. They've spent their summer in a state of euphoria and naïve young love. Nothing else matters, and they both naively believe that their love is strong enough to withstand anything that comes their way. He loves everything about her, loves her so much it aches sometimes. And she loves him just as passionately. Of course the adults around them hint that it won't last forever but they know better.

Alex holds a completely nude Rachel against his naked body, their lower bodies tangled in his bed sheets as he runs his fingers up and down her back. He looks at her the way every lonely teenage girl dreams of being looked at. She's sleeping, her dark thick lashes kissing the apples of her cheeks as she snores softly, content in his arms. An idea crosses his mind making him smirk wickedly. Careful to not wake her, he slips from her arms and moves to the end of the bed.

She's a deep sleeper, luckily for him. Alex gently rolls her onto her back, she mumbles incoherently in her slumber and he softly kisses her lips. He kneels back down at the end of the bed and gently pushes her legs apart. Feeling his penis strain against his pants at the sight before him; a pretty pink pussy and it belongs to him. Alex leans forward and kisses her inner thigh gently, he hears her mumble in her sleep. He kisses the other side, a bit harder now. "Baby" he calls in a husky voice. "Baby doll, wake up now" he says, kissing closer to her sex, still wet from their previous playtime.

He flicks his tongue against her clit making her sit up, fully awake. She cries out, surprised and aroused by his new method. She decides to start pretending to be sleeping just so this will happen more often, she doesn't mind being woken up like this at all. Alex eats her out like a starving man, his lips and tongue moving against her frantically but at the same expertly. It's hard and fast but not inexperienced or sloppy. She's writhing against the mattress, hyperventilating and whimpering in euphoric pleasure. Alex brings her to one of her most intense orgasms so far.

He smirks at her trembling figure, a lazy and satisfied smile playing on her lips. He moves back up her body and kisses her passionately, Their hips are flush against each other and for the second time that day Alex makes love to her. And she blooms beneath him like a flower.

Alex's mother, Shelia, grins upon seeing her future daughter-in-law. Alex hasn't asked the big question yet but his mother in all her maternal wisdom knows he wants to and she knows Rachel will say yes. The two them quickly say hello before heading straight to Alex's room. Rachel sits between Alex's legs, her back pressed against his chest and his arms wrapped around her waist. She starts dozing off but he gently shake her awake again, "The movie starts in twenty minutes, darling" he reminds her gently, kissing the top of her head. She sits up fully and stretches.

His pride and joy is the motorbike his parents bought him for his eighteenth birthday, as he sits down on it after they say goodbye to his mother and make it to the parking garage where it awaits; he hands her his helmet. "What about you?" she asks as she hesitatingly puts it over her head. "I'll make sure to buy another one tomorrow, baby. Right now I just want you to be safe" her brows furrow, "well…okay, please be extra careful. I don't want you getting hurt" he smiles and starts the bike. She sits behind him, wrapping her arms securely around his waist.

It takes them fifteen minutes to get to the theater, they stand in a somewhat long line with Alex hugging her from behind. "Next please" a woman calls out and they quickly buy their tickets. The sit in the very back and can't not for the life of them tell you what's going on in the film being played before them. The two young lovers are too busy making out. He nibbles on her ear, and whispers dirty things to her in a low gravelly voice. His words make her blush and whimper.

Alex loves how he can turn his usually sweet, good-natured timid little baby doll into a squirming desperate mess just by saying a few dirty things to her. He's lips against her ear. He knows how to drive his girl absolutely crazy with desire. When they get to her place, they go to her bedroom and before he can say anything she pounces on him. They kiss and touch each other with a hungry passion only people of their age. She straddles him, and grinds herself down on his growing bulge.

But then a moment later she gets off him, "Oi! What're doing, sweetheart?" he asks, his voice strained. "You've been teasing me all day. You gave the female equiviliant of blue balls so you just lay there and suffer" she smirks at him, "You're an evil wicked woman you know that?" he whines, "Sure am. But I'm your evil wicked woman" Alex grins and replies, "Damn right you are, baby, Forever"

A few minutes pass by, both of them wanting to just pounce on the other but having too much dumb pride to admit defeat. "Ah fuck it" he suddenly declares reaching for her and playfully throwing her onto the bed. He leans in close to her face as if he's about to kiss her but instead starts tickling her without any mercy. She shrieks out laughter, wiggling around and getting close to the point of tears before he stops.

"I love you" he smiles down at her. She leans up to his kiss his nose. "Love you more"

1969

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If someone said three

Years from now

You'd be long gone

I'd stand up and

Punch their mouth

'Cause their all wrong

I know better,

'Cause you said forever

Remember when

We were such fools

And so convinced

And just too cool?

-Pink

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"I never see you anymore" he complains into the telephone, "I'm sorry sweetie. But I have three tests I need to study for and that essay on the Romanov Family is due tomorrow and I know I got it done but I still want to go over it a second time just to make sure it's perfect. I promise we'll go out this weekend. I have to go, my lunch break is finished. Don't be sad okay? Well I mean, if you're going to be sad at least be sad for me. I have to take political science now"

"Oh the horror" he teases her, "Hey. You wanna come up here and take it for me?" Alex loudly gulps making sure she can hear the exaggerated sound before replying "No mam" she laughs and tells him a quick goodbye and love you. He returns it and hangs up, putting the phone down in its cradle. He's proud of his baby, he really is but he misses being with her all the time. Last semester she'd only been able to afford two classes, which both happened to be Tuesday-Thursday courses.

She's majoring in Psychology, with an emphasis on Human Development. She wants a masters degree, and not only that but she wants to study creative writing, film history, animation, philosophy, and neuroscience. She's hungry for knowledge, always wanting to learn more and grow.

Now she has a scholarship and she's taking a full schedule. Thankfully she has the weekends off, but she works so their time together has become significantly limited. They don't want to admit it but it's taking a serious toll on their relationship. And soon it sparks their first big fight as a couple.

"Okay seriously. Why are you getting angry at me? Why?!"

"Because you're never fucking around that's why!"

"Oh I'm soooooo fucking sorry, Alex! I'm so sorry I'm trying to get a good education so I can get a fucking decent job. How fucking selfish and horrible of me!"

"Then how about you pick a fucking major and stick with it!"

"I am! But you know what, I'm only going to be attending college for two or three more fucking years and I want to enjoy it! God damnit I only could afford one class last year Alex so excuse me if I'm excited about finally having the money to take more this year"

"What the fuck do you need to study animation for?! It's not fucking needed! You're never going to use it!"

"Because It's a fun class Alex, it's fun and challenging. You were supportive of me at the start of this year and now you're against it?! what, should I drop out and live the rest of my life as your fuck buddy?! Why are you trying to make me feel guilty about pursuing my dreams and what makes me happy?!"

He glares at her and stands up, "I'm fucking done with this" he growls slamming the door shut behind him. She wrenches it open a second later, "No. We're done, Alex! I never want to see your face again do you fucking hear me?!" she screams down the staircase. She turns back into her apartment and slams the door shut behind her. Then she sinks down to the ground and begins to sob.

It's been a week. They haven't spoken a word to each other. She's thinking about him, as she does every moment of every day and she feels a vexing mixture of anger and longing. She misses him, of course she won't admit this out loud but she does. She misses him so much it hurts. And it hurts the most during those little moments. She hugs her pillow at night and wishes it was him. Other nights she grinds herself down on it bringing herself to an orgasm that's not nearly as satisfying without him being there with her to give it to her. Finally one of them breaks and it's not her.

"Baby, look…I know you're probably still pissed at me but can…can we just meet up at the Duke and talk? I miss you" Alex's voice cracks on her answering machine. And she knows now that he's been thinking of her as much as she has him. She doesn't sit around pretending to "think about it" they both miss each other so what is there to think about? She calls him. They agree to meet at the Duke tonight. They sit across from each other and there's an awkward silence between them for a few seconds. Rachel breaks it first.

"I understand that last year I had a lot of time to spend with you, and I loved every moment I had with you Alex please never ever think the opposite. But we're adults, we're not teenagers and we have to grow up you know that don't you? I know you're scared of losing me but you won't. I love you, Alex. I love you so much. And…if you really want me to I can drop two or three classes"

"No. Don't do that, I was being selfish. You're right, we're entering the adult world and all you're doing is trying to make sure you're successful in it. I should support that, I should have supported you from the very beginning but I let my own insecurities get in the way. I'm sorry, baby doll, and I love you to. You're my angel, you know that right?"

They're holding hands across the table and as the night passes, she finds herself sitting sideways on his lap as he holds her in a strong embrace. And they both feel as if an enormous weight has been lifted off their shoulders. "Hey, guess what?" she smiles up at him. "Hm?" "I don't have to work this weekend and I'm all caught up on my school work so…I'm yours this weekend" His eyes sparkle with excitement. They hurry back to his place. For three straight days and nights they have sex, watch movies, talk, cuddle, listen to music, play fight, and have cuddle sessions that turn into having sex or vice versa. It's Monday morning and he's dropping her off at the university.

Three days of heaven.

Rachel and Alex agree that he should drive (or drive with her) her to school every morning and then pick her up at the end of the day. They do this so they can spend time together, and it always ends up the same way. With him parked and her in his lap, their lips moving frantically against eachothers. They're addicted to each other, but not just in a sexual way. They're absolutely crazy about the other person, they can't think of anybody else anymore. They can't see the rest of the world.

Her back presses too hard against the steering wheel causing the honk to sound loudly, without missing a beat Alex pipes up "That was my cock" and they're laughing so hard they can't breathe. They just laugh and hug each other, their bodies trembling with their mirth. He rests his forehead against hers. "You're beautiful, darling" he tells her as he always does.

"OH! That's wonderful news! Oh my goodness, come here you sweet babies! Oh my, Phillip! Honey come here! Come here! Oh it's such great news, I always knew this would happen oh didn't I tell you Phillip?! Alex, oh sweetheart! Rachel, come here darling!"

Sheila Burgess is beside herself with happiness as she gives her son and his fiancé bone crushing hugs, her husband pats Alex on the back. "Congratulations son" he says kindly reaching over to give Rachel a quick squeeze. "Let me see the ring!" Sheila pleads, sounding like a giddy teenage girl. Rachel proudly shows off the beautiful diamond he bought her; giggling happily with her future mother-in-law. She's beside herself with happiness as well.

Phillip takes his son aside, which the young man is grateful for. "I sometimes forget how incredibly high women's voices can go" he comments with dry humor, smirking. His father laughs, "They're probably talking about how you proposed as we speak. That's what women do, son" Alex sits down on the couch. "I really love her, dad. She's…everything to me"

"I can see that. And she loves you just as much. Your mother and I can both see it clear as day. You two are going to be immensily happy with each other. And you needn't worry about paying for the wedding, your mother and I want to"

"No dad, I can-…"

"Don't 'No dad' me. I'm doing this for only you, but for her. You two deserve a fairy tale wedding, that's what Rachel wants and we both know you don't have the money to give it to her. I'm sorry if that sounds harsh, I didn't mean anything bad by it"

"No it's not. It's the truth, and you're right. She deserves the most beautiful of weddings. Thank you dad"

They were engaged on April 13th 1969 and the wedding will be on July 16th 1969, it's the same day they met. Alex suggested it much to his fiancé and his mother's girlish delight. ("Oh how romantic!") of course Rachel is still busy with school and work, however she's completed two courses and have a few extra days off during the week to spend with him. She really loves him a lot. They fight occasionally about her always being gone, about him not wanting to pursue the university himself, about wedding stuff, about where they'll honeymoon. But at the end of the day there's no doubt how much they love each other.

As he holds her in his arms, he looks down at her. "I love you"

"I love you more"

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