Title: Where Do We Go From Here?

Summary: What happened after the "Because if I decide I want you, there wouldn't be any place you could go to get away from me." line. Will probably be a multi-chapter story.

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Don't I wish I owned Johnny Zacchara? Alas, I do not. And I'm very sad because of it.

"You know what," Lulu said as she turned to walk away, "I've done all I can for you. I told you how to stay alive. If you don't want to listen –"

"So if I die, would you be sad," Johnny asked one more time.

She paused in her retreat and half-turned to face him again. "If you want to waste your life, it's up to you."

"Because," he said, ignoring her answer, "if I decide I want you, there wouldn't be any place you could go to get away from me."

Upon hearing that sentence, Lulu turned all the way around to face him. She was irritated at his attitude before, but now – now she was pissed. He switched her into full on Spencer mode.

"If you 'decide' you want me?" Her voice was laced with anger. "What if I 'decide' I don't want you?"

Johnny just shrugged his shoulders. "I'm a Zacchara. I get what I want."

"Well, maybe you should get used to disappointment then," Lulu replied, sauntering towards him, hands on her hips. "Because I'm a Spencer, and I do what I want, how I want and when I want. And you," she continued, pausing to poke him in the chest with her finger, "are not a part of that equation, no matter what you may think."

"And Logan is," he replied with a snort.

"Yes. And he's more of a man than you'll ever be."

"Oh really," Johnny said, eyes growing cold and angry. He grabbed her wrist to pull away the finger that was digging into his chest. For an instant, Lulu was reminded of Anthony and an icy blanket of fear wrapped around her – because at that exact moment Johnny looked just like him.

"What kind of man exactly is that," he continued, voice getting angrier with each successive word. "Huh? One that mentally abuses an innocent girl? One that makes a bet to get her into bed to humiliate her? Or one who cheats on said girl as the reward for getting her into bed?"

It was then that Lulu realized that he had pulled her flush against him during his tirade. She had to tilt her head back slightly to see his face. She had never seen him so angry before. Or so beautiful. His eyes were flashing with anger, cheeks flushed, mouth slightly agape. Another thing she noticed – even though she had her wrist in a tight grip, he wasn't hurting her, unlike Logan in the park that one night. But at that moment, Lulu couldn't even remember who the hell Logan Hayes was.

"Is that the kind of person you want to be with," he continued, breaking her out of her trance.

Lulu had no answer. She just defiantly raised her chin and glared.

Johnny let out a small laugh. "Now I get it. You go back to Logan after he messed you up, and you keep coming back to me despite my repeated attempts to get you to leave me alone. Do you enjoy getting abused? Into the whole masochism thing?"

"How dare you," she hissed, swinging up her free hand to smack him. He caught it easily, looking down into her furious facade. As angry as he was about the comment about Logan, right now he was all too aware of the way she was trapped against him – both her wrists in his hands and her body flat against his. It was getting very distracting and making it hard to concentrate on the task at hand – being angry and trying to get her angry enough to stay away from him so she'd be safe.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said., with a slight grin. "Someone could get hurt."

"You are a pig," Lulu spat out in disgust, trying to free her wrists from him. "What Logan did to me might have been horrible, but you – you are even more disgusting and despicable than he ever was."

Johnny's eyes went black from fury. For another split second, Lulu felt fear. But that fear barely registered as he pulled her tighter to him – if that was even possible – and crushed his mouth down to hers. It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was a battle of lips and tongues, bruising and almost painful, full of anger… and passion. And the most amazing thing either of them had ever felt.

They separated when then needed to breathe, each of them slightly in shock. Johnny recovered first and slipped his mask of indifference back on – but when he spoke, his voice was still full of the rage he felt earlier – and something else.

"If you ever compare me to Logan Hayes again, Lulu – it will be the last thing you ever do."

Then he turned on his heel and left.