I own nothing that resembles Sky high, or Steven Strait. I am going to go bawl in a corner now, thanks! Revised edition 02/16/2018- Oh Crap! -3

Lillian's point of view.

I walked into Warren's dark room; I swear he is a dark unnatural creature. Living his life in the darkness or shadows it just makes me wonder even more about his mental state and how far it has spiraled. I switched on the light letting the light flood his room that when I notice more pictures have been added to his room one of Leah and me, some of just me. A happy photo of Warren and I smiling his arms wrapped around me then the one on his desk is of me at the beach soaking up the sun smiling. He wasn't even there that day how odd I knew he is having me followed, I will have to think about this and make a choice on how to fix it.

My bra discarded on the floor as I pulled his black basketball shorts on needing to use the bathroom, with that thought I left him to use the potty. I just stared into the mirror this was not good he was shifting more and more to a place I wouldn't go. I wash my hand before I enter his room, the tv was on as he vanished, and I climbed on his bed, it was messy but smelled of him.

"Comfy?" his voice coming from the door giving me a smirk as he leaned on the door frame.

I winked, "Not yet, but you can fix that sexy," patting the spot next to me. He walked over slowly removing his two shirts then he took off his shoes, his belt soon followed. He climbed in; I lay across his bare chest, just enjoying him and his warmth.

"Much better," I smiled into his chest as he pulled me even closer to his body.

"Agreed," he said sounding tired, I could lay with him like this forever and be happy.

We started watching Dante's Peak, a personal favorite of mine. I noticed his breathing evened out, I looked up and saw he had fallen asleep; he looked like a dark angel. He looked like my Warren the bully, over-possessive, raging jealousy and slightly crazy Warren.

I put my head back in its spot on his chest. I welcomed sleep by letting his even breathing and soft heartbeat lull me to sleep.

I was woken by his cell ringing, fucking Christ who is calling. I looked at the clock: one in the morning this was bullshit. My mom thinks I am with Leah, I don't move to alert him that I am awake. I stayed very still keeping my breathing even as if I was still sleeping next to him when I was listening to his every word.

"What," he answered. Even being just woken up he sounded angry. I heard a female voice muffled "I am busy," he said sounding agitated even more.

"Leave me alone Crystal, I am sick of this shit you two are supposed to be able to handle this shit. But here you're calling me, Beam to scared to do it? I swear if Lillian wakes up due to this call you both will die,"

I heard the soft click of his phone, and then I felt his rough hands running through my hair. Then they slid along my back softly, rubbing small circles. I was getting sleepy again; I was falling back into the darkness of sleep. I felt his hand move down cupping my ass, giving it a light squeeze, letting his hand rest there. I could hear his heart race, it was getting faster. His other hand started tracing invisible lines on my thigh, moving nearer to my private entrance. His now open palm making contact, he rubbed while slowly applying pressure, I let out a low moan at the contact.

"You awake, Love," he whispered in a deep husky voice like he wasn't trying to wake me.

I yawned, "I am now, and you know you were trying to wake me up," looking up at him trying to see him in the dark but it proved hard to do.

"Can I have you; please I can't take this anymore. I want you so fucking bad," he muttered trying to keep his tone low. I gently ran my nails over his nipples, my small tongue circled over his now hardening nipples, he groaned. I was on my back, the next thing I knew I was breathless.

He smoothed his hand over my breast, the motion deliberately slow as the thin cotton slid across my nipples, bringing them to tingling prominence.

"Why are you smiling?" I asked with a small giggle.

"I am enticing myself not to riot," he said he smirked at me.

No, it was I who was being enticed, tantalized. Everywhere his lightly trailing fingers went they left behind a delicious tingle as my stupid aroused nerve endings pleaded for more. He merely brushed me with his fingertips, while at others he stroked me with the flat of his rough palm, the contact almost hard. Warren kissed me, my lips, throat, and the scared bite mark. He moved to my breast, I let out a small moan as I felt the warm, moist pressure of his mouth and the probing of his tongue. It was maddening even if he did it through my cotton top; even when his mouth closed hotly on my hard nipple and sucked at it with a strength that made me cry out, I tried to remove the barrier, to give him better access to my bareness but he stopped me and pinned my hands roughly to the pillow above my head anchoring them there with his strong right hand.

"Warren," I purred and protested while writhing to escape but he was incredibly strong. "You've got a cruel streak in you," I gasped.

"No," he murmured against my breast, licking my nipple through the wet fabric. "I only want you to feel good, don't you like this?" He asked seductively.

There was no way I could deny it; he could easily read the signs of arousal in my body.

"Yes," I admitted in a panted purr. "But I want to touch you too. Let me -"

"Umm not yet, you make me feel like a Fourth of July rocket, I am going to make it good for you," he said.

"It was good before," I said. And moaned as his left hand trailed down to the juncture of my thighs, rubbing delicately.

My breath caught, my hips lifted blindly to his hand "I was too rough, to fast, I hurt you," he said.

I couldn't deny it, but the discomfort hadn't been unexpected, and pleasure soon followed. He removed his basketball shorts off my waist by his exploring hands. With one finger he stroked my most sensitive flesh, my body jolted with pleasure, a low whimper came from my slightly parted lips. His touch was hot and firm but tender, with just the right amount of pressure. My head rolled back and forth on the pillow between the frame of my arms, and my back arched off his bed. Hot coils wound inside me, the heat spreading throughout my body. I could feel flushed and extremely damp, my breasts were so tight that they ached. Warren sucked strongly at my flesh, bringing another soft, wild sound from me.

Then his hand was under my small top, and the relief of feeling skin on skin was so intense that I jerked. "Easy," he breathed and I held as still as I could while his warm hard hand slowly moved downward, stroking my thigh, my legs were parted in aching need. I strained towards him; I thought I would go mad.

"You just wait," I not only threatened but promised hissing the words through my tightly clenched teeth. He laughed aloud, low, rough sound of masculine triumph "I'm looking forward to it," he said, his voice strained with need and want.

He was hot and damp too, his eyes are glittering with barley-controlled passion, his face taut, with hectic color on his cheekbones and his lips. "Are you ready, love? Let me see,"

He touched me, and then the light teasing touches ceased completely. He parted my soft flesh and slid one long large finger into me. I have a thin, high pitched cry, my hips heaving as I trembled on the verge of ecstasy.

"Not yet," he breathed "not yet, hold on love, I am not going to let you go just yet. Not until I am inside you." his low, rough words washed over me shaking, twisting finger as he brought me to moist readiness, I tried again to free my hands, and this time he let them go.

"Now," he crooned, pulling my small top up. I lifted myself up to aid in the removal of the frustrating garment; he pulled the shirt over my head and blindly tossed it across the room. Damn it, I want him, he grabbed my panties ripping them off. Warrens face tightened even more as he stared down at my naked body, at my flushed, glowing skin. I saw briefly that his eyes closed and he ground his teeth together. As a heavy surge in his groin threatened his self- control.

Carefully he removed his pants and boxers, then moved on his back, and guided me astride him. "Slow and easy," he murmured, he wanted me to what? His dark eyes glittering like black fire, as he positioned himself for me "let's go easy, a little at a time," he said his hands on my hips.

"I love you," I whispered. Closing my eyes at the probing flesh against me. I braced my hands on his wide bare chest, my small fingers in his curly chest hair. He had a small amount, which was perfect. And I slowly slid onto him, a little at a time. I let out a strangled cry as I was fully penetrated by him.

He made a guttural sound and arched beneath me, his hands clenching on my hips, "I love you," he said like a wild animal.

Another low animal sound came from him as his control shuddered he dug his nails into my hips, his grip being painfully hard, I winced in pain. Grinding me in a rotating motion against him. "LILY," he yelled in pleasure and need, shaking. His body was taut and straining beneath me.

I moved on him, rising, sliding and falling. Now it was my turn, I did a primeval dance of passion, slowing whenever it seemed that my motions would take either of us passed the point of no return. I was no longer so painfully empty; I was filled with him, an intense satisfaction in its own. Time became elastic, expanded, then disappeared altogether. I forgot everything but Warren, I gave myself to him in a way I never known would be possible.

For as long as I lived, I would be his in some way.

I had small tears in my eyes, then abruptly I climaxed, surging against him, while my soft inner quivering made the world explode, then fade away, straining together until he cried out harshly and heaved beneath me, my inner walls clamping down on him.

"Fuck, fuck," he half screamed and groaned as he released. My head was thrown back, with his mouth attaching to my breast, as he pounded into me. He lay shaking as we climaxed once again, I rested my spinning head on his sweaty chest, still joined with his arms wrapped around my sweat glistened body, I fell asleep.

Author's Point of View.

Later, as Lillian slept in Warren's protective arms her small body lying across his. He lay awake staring into the night, and though his face was blank as usual, there was a look of determination and passion in his cold red eyes.

Lillian's Point of View…

I woke around four in the morning, needing to relieve my full bladder. I was very sore and stiff, but I was happy sex with him was always worth it. I reached for Warren but found nothing, I clicked on the light seeing him gone but a note on his end table.

Love,

Had to go handle some bullshit, I love you will be back before you wake hopefully,"

Love War.

Too big of a chance, Crystal called and now he isn't here. I fell asleep and he ran off after we had sex, was I bad? I felt like shit now he left to deal with another girl leaving me here in bed naked and alone. I walked into the bathroom and relieved my stupid bladder; I washed my hands and exited the bathroom. I started to feel an overwhelming sadness take hold of me.

I dialed his cell with anger my fingers smashing the buttons.

"What are you doing awake?" he asked after the first ring, he didn't even say hello how rude.

"Really that's what you're going to say to me Warren. Let me see, I fell asleep in your arms and woke up to use the bathroom. And what do I find a note telling me you had better things to do than hold me after having sex you fucking asshole," I yelled into the phone, surprised no one rushed in but they're sleeping and I can hear Leah's music

"I had to come in and deal with Beam and Crystal," he said to as if that was a good answer. All I heard was Crystal, my eye started to twitch with anger.

"A fucking girl! Okay, I am not enough or a really shitty lay, either way, fuck you, fuck you to hell. You leave me in your bed alone and naked as you run off to another GIRL!" I yelled shaking with fury; he was such a douche bag bastard.

"Love, calm down, damn you're a wildcat in and out of bed. I am sorry, I am leaving now sugar; give me a few minutes I am not far away at all right down the street in fact. I will be back at the house with you then you can lay on me for as long as you like love," he had real emotion but he was not going to do this again.

"No sweet talking will work, this has been the push I needed to see how much you have changed. I am gone,"

"Lillian you better not even try it, you step out of my room you're dead. I mean it doesn't you fucking step out my do-"I hung up on his ranting. I turned on the light I found my bra shoving it in my purse finding my jeans pulling them on pushing past the pain between my thighs. I rushed down the stairs and to the front door but when I opened it there he stood, his eyes red.

I backed up a few steps running into the den just hoping to outrun him. But his hand shot out like a snake his hand was like iron on my arm. He hauled me to him my mind said scream. I knew Dice was here with Leah but he knew it too, so his hand clamped down on my mouth as he forced me back upstairs. I knew he'd just carry me if I didn't walk; he was pushing me faster and harder. I was thinking how the hell do I get out of this situation wait until he falls asleep than make a run for it? Yes, I'll go with that.

"Stop stalling Lillian, or do you need me to carry you," he snarled in my ear. We made it to his door even though he saw me looking at Leah's door. He opened his door shoving me to the floor he closed it before anything more could happen. He looked demented pulling at his long hair some coming right out at the force he was using, slipping further and further into insanity.

"Why can't you ever just listen to me? Why cause a fight?" he said. I just kept my mouth shut; I know I would just piss him off more. He was struggling with himself, I wanted to help but fear had me. I can deal with sweet Warren, even evil Warren who wants to kill me, but the middle Warren is the one that scares me he has no control like the other two.

I got to my feet slowly, he was watching me trying to see if I would use my powers or run. I was so tired; I didn't think my powers would be helpful. I looked into my purse then the door just debating on running. I heard the skin contact before I felt the pain as his fist made contact with my cheek. He grabbed me and pinned me to the wall, he just glared at me the shock was all I felt emotionally.

I could not take this any longer, I punched him putting enough force and power to send him skidding into the dresser. He just slammed me back his hands going around my throat as "You are mine; no one will ever have you. The only way you can leave me is if you're dead," he said in a sadistic voice. He was putting pressure on my throat, I couldn't breathe!

He looked pleased he is one sick fuck than as fast as it happened he stopped and put me on his bed like a child taking a seat next to me, just looking at me as I was trying to breathe.

"Let's go to sleep, I am sorry for leaving, I didn't think you would wake up. I didn't think at all love I am sorry. I didn't leave for another girl your my girl forever," I flinched as he raised his hand to cup my cheek. I saw the hurt in his eyes but his face was dead. He laid me back; as he removed my jeans and tossed them. I watched as he undressed leaving him only in his boxers, nothing else.

I let him pull me close and wrap us in a blanket; he ran his fingers through my hair and face, knowing this would make me sleep. I couldn't wrap my mind around him; he went from trying to kill me too sweet in two seconds flat. I heard him humming; I could feel myself losing the battle with my eyelids even with the pain.

I woke again, but it was still dark, it's always dark in his room I try and look at the clock it's eight in the morning.

"Go back to sleep Lillian," I heard his deep voice. I tried to get up, but he held me down with bruising force, the need to escape was real.

Snarling, "Sleep now damn it," his tone was downright evil voice his hands forcing me to obey.

"I have to go to the bathroom Warren," I said with a sleepy voice not showing my fear of him but I was, hard not to be.

"Oh I am sorry love, do you want some juice before we go back to sleep?" he asked sweetly.

"Yes, that be nice my throat hurts," I said I went into the bathroom, closing the door waiting it was good he offered me a drink.

I heard him enter the hall so I leave the bathroom taking my purse and his shorts putting them on fast. I went to Leah's room shutting her door behind me and gaining her attention.

"Lillian your face and waist! What did Warren do to you?" She gasped making Dice bolted up out of bed naked, well, well , well….

"Well hello Dice, it's a pleasure seeing you this morning I wish I could stay but Warren has gone crazy. And I don't want to die today," I give a look at her door knowing I can hear him coming back up.

Right then a loud smashing was heard along with a bellow of anger, Warren smashed the glass of juice against his wall, I jumped a few feet in the air. Dice was on alert shoving me into the bed hiding me between him and Leah their legs wrapped around each other's my head on Dice's chest this was pretty comfortable with a lingering death wish.

The door was knocked not but a second later internally I prayed he didn't find me in bed with Dice since Dice was naked and poking me, Leah's hand on my hips.

"Where the fuck is she," Warren growled.

"What? What the fuck man we are sleeping," Dice and Leah said together now Dice pulled Leah closer also pulling me closer to his hard erection; I blushed from under the covers.

He groaned, "Lillian, she left while I went to get her a fucking drink," he was moving around the room by the small but evident sound of him looking into his things.

"Are you done tearing apart Leah's room, I will help you find our runway honeybun," Dice said in a seductive voice, I wanted to pinch his thigh.

"Stop calling her honey or honeybun she is mine," Warren said he was too close to the bed, so close to death.

"As per the reason she fled our house away from you," Leah snapped out at him.

She snapped again, "No get out I will go to her house and see if she is there, I am naked so GET OUT NOW!" she yelled and he slammed her door than his own this was my chance.

Dice pulled the covers back and smiled at me as Leah laughed; I pinched Dice while rolling my eyes. He rubbed the spot as Leah laughed again, he gave me a scowl but I just smiled.

"Very funny he is fucking crazy," we all knew the truth.

"I was smiling because I had you pressed against my hard on and Leah's tits," Dice said giving me a sly wink.

"Leah's boobs are very comfy you're raging hard on is another subject," I smiled and gave Leah a wink.

Than his pissed voice echoed right outside the door. "Did I just hear Lillian and you laughing," I saw Dice get on top of Leah as I jumped out the window landing on my feet. Her door burst open he never saw me but I heard him yelling at them to stop fucking and find me.

I dialed my house phone

"Hello," I heard Layla her tone told me she just woke up.

I alert her, "I am on my way lock every door, window, any way to get in the house lock it now. I will explain when I get there tell Warren I am not home, is Jennifer there?"

Layla answered, "She is here, mom and Jared left for work already,"

"Have Jennifer help you," I said hanging up leaving them to secure our house for when I arrived.

Once home I showered and dressed before heading to eat with my sisters, I was drained. I looked at my phone with text and call overload, but I leave it having to explain everything to Jennifer and Layla while Leah was smiling at me. Jennifer tried to cover up the large bruise on my cheek.

I sent a text to Warren

"I am home and safe when you cool down and act half way normal I will talk to you. This isn't a breakup, Warren you hit me and tried to kill me. I thought you loved me? I am so confused right now. Why is this Crystal so much more important than me? I wear your engagement ring, I love you. So why? I can't deal with you when you're like this please let my Warren come back or is he gone for good.

-Love Lillian"

Five minutes later

"I do love you more than you know, I know I am hard to deal with and moody. I can't do this without you, no one on this earth is more important than you. I made a mistake, I am always making them. I should never have left you. I know you are the best thing in my life. Please understand I am trying I know on days it seems like I am not, but I am. I am that Warren I am controlling and insane but when it comes to you I can't help it anymore.

I love you and only you- War

Not once did he say sorry for hitting me, he knew what he was doing he always does.