This chapter is super long! it had to be, it's Wolf's and Red's first actual conversation! a pretty big deal! also. i'm tired of beating behind the bushes, so let's get to the main point already! the plot must go on! i think i'm posting weekly, anywho, Enjoy! ^.~


I caught my breath.

There was a very handsome(I mean the kind of sexy that you have wet dreams about) guy on a Harley Davison with a grin on his face right in front of me. You know I've always heard about girls that dream about prince charming on a white horse with a crystal smile, and I've never understood it, but this, this was enough to make me faint.

Pushing aside the fact that he was drop dead gorgeous, (in a very, very bad ass biker sort of way) he called me Red and I didn't know him. And unless he was some sort of stalker that liked to name people(which would've been sexy in to degree, only pretty girls get stalked) there was only one other possibility, and I didn't like it, not one bit.

I used 'Red' as a stage in at the club, which means there was a slight possibility that he knows me from there. But that would've been impossible! I mean, how would've he recognized me? And, and the city's a long way from here, and most people are already drunk by the time I get there anyway! How could he have known anything about me at all?

My mind started to spin, I felt sick.

I finally snapped back into reality, he was smirking, as if he knew I was confused, and he was eying me like a hunter watches his prey.

I swallowed, well, I wasn't some helpless bunny or something, I was thinking to hard, this was just some coincidence, and if this guy was some sex offender that thought he could intimidate me or something, he had another thing coming.

I put on a serious face.

"Hi…" I said flatly.

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Red.

Damnit she's pretty, and call me a stalker, but I could've been watching her all afternoon and feel just fine about it.

She sure was something else, especially when she started spinning around like some sort of dazed princess, I bet most people would've thought she was on something, me, it was the hottest thing I've ever seen. She didn't even notice me, she was off in some other world of hers, a world I wouldn't have minded being part of. Pretty little thing, I bet she didn't even think anyone was watching her, she even laughed after she fell down, every little movement she did made me crave for her a little more, and that was something I enjoyed very much.

When se finally saw me I couldn't help but want to play with her a little

"Hey, Red" I had said, liking the way her name felt on my tongue.

Of course she was surprised, confused, but not exactly scared, I liked that, it looked like she had a hundred and one things going through her head. I smirked, my elbow rested on my bike's handle so I leaned my head on my fist, waiting for whatever she'd do next.

She noticed, I saw her eyebrows knit a little, as if she was annoyed at my casual attitude.

"Hi…"

I raised my eyebrows, surprised that she actually responded, she sure had a lot of guts, didn't her mother ever teach her not to talk to strangers? Still, I continued to smirk, I was gonna like this…

"So, what's a pretty little girl like you doing here all alone and all by herself…?"

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Those two things mean the same thing, idiot, I thought, annoyed by his bad grammar, but more annoyed about something else, "I'm not a little girl…" I said sternly.

He grinned wider, "But you are pretty, right?"

I blushed, damnit, why did I have to blush?! I looked away.

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(Well, would you look at that…)

I couldn't help but muse about how cute she looked when she blushed, and she looked a bit angry, probably more at herself for blushing than at me for making her blush. She was most likely thinking of a clever comeback, and failing too. (Poor little Red, getting herself worked up over me…) hmm, I liked how that sounded, like that was how it was supposed to be, it felt right, like something I could get used to in fact. This becoming a regular thing, us talking, me making her blush, Red getting all mad, I wouldn't mind that at all. Especially if I could find ways to make her blush some more.

I unknowingly let out a soft low moan.

(wouldn't mind one bit…)

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"not one bit…"

I looked up at him again, having no idea whether or not he had been talking to me while I was trying to think about a clever comeback.

He looked caught of guard himself, like I woke him up from a daydream.

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(Shit…did I just say that out loud? Damnit…)

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Okay…awkward…I shuffled my feet not liking the uncomfortable void of silence, alright, Red, maybe it's about time you high tailed it outa h--

"Y'know, I'm waiting for an answer…"

Startled I looked up at him again, not getting what he meant as he ruined my train of thought for the second time.

"I don't…"

He was grinning again, "Whatca doin all the way out here by yourself, eh, princess?"

Princess?! "I'm not supposed to talk to strangers…" I huffed as I turned my head away from him.

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(Sassy little flame, huh?)

"A little too late for that, isn't it, Red?"

"Stop calling me that!"

I smirk "That's your name, ain't it?"

"My NAME is Scarlet Ryding Hood" don't care

"It's Red." I said more sternly than I would've liked.

She glared at me, but I wasn't about to change my mind, Red was the name I knew her as, and Red was the only name I wanted, nothing else would do.

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Jerk!

Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, JERK! I couldn't believe him, just who did he think he was, huh?! How dare he, he didn't even know me! Sure, any other girl would've been terrified, but me, I mean the nerve of him, I wanted to tell him off so bad!

He reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette.

"You mind?"

"I don't like smoking" It was the truth, but I said it as defiantly as I could.

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The cigarette went back into my pocket, I felt like an obedient little puppy dog.

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He actually put back his cigarette…that was…weird…I mean, I perceived him as being someone that would just shrug and smoke anyway.

"What's your name?" I asked completely out of the blue. Surprised myself actually.

He grinned, "Where're you going?"

I huffed, man this guy was annoying, "I'm not answering any of your questions until I know who you are!"

He smirked and leaned farther back on his Harley, arms crossed, "It'll take a lot more than my name for you to know who I am…"

I frowned, for some reason those words hurt a little. "Fine…" I said, a lump in my throat somehow appearing, "I'll just be on my way then…"

I walked past him.

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NO!

That's not what I wanted, I didn't want Red to go, hell no, of course I didn't, shit, maybe I said something wrong, damnit I'm such a fucking idiot! Stupid fucking retard!

"It's Wolf."

She stopped and tuned to me again, tilted her head a bit, "Really?"

A great sense of relief passed all over my body, she was gonna stay, thank sweet Jesus Christ, Red was gonna stay with me! (Stay with me? Where the hell did that come from) I ignored my retarded inner thought and focused all my attention on Red, grinning.

"Yeah"

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"Um…okay…Well then, Mr.--"

"Call me Mister, and I'll call you cupcake…"

I was instantly irritated again, did he have to be so…so…impossible?! "You know, it's really annoying when you do that!"

"What? You don't like pet names?" his persistent smirk never left.

"They're stupid, and I'm not anyone's pet…"

"Your right, 'Red''s the only name you need…" his eyes had a tiny little glint in them, "It suits that cute little blush of yours…"

I glared at him before looking away, trying to suppress the impending blush to no avail…

"Ah, there it is…" he cooed.

I let out an infuriated sigh, trying to make it look like my anger was the only reason I was red, he wasn't buying it. He smirked.

"Jerk."

My grumble only made him chuckle, which was actually nice, I mean, I don't know, it just looked like he didn't do much of that, even if it only was a low chuckle, it was good to hear. In fact I even smiled.

"Guilty as charged…" he said finally. "Nice smile by the way."

"Nice chuckle."

"How bout one from you?"

I actually let out a giggle, oh my god, I actually giggled! the hell is wrong with me?! the thought in question was thoroughly ignored. By god I was losing my mind.

But then, who could blame me, the guy was the illustration of hot!

"So, Red," he ignored my disapproving glare, "aside from not talking to strangers, what else are you supposed to do, out all by yourself as you are…?"

"Stay on the path," I shrugged, feeling proud that at least that one was done to perfection.

"Well, would you look at that, another broken rule…"

Startled about what he just said, I immediately looked around me, and I wanted to hang myself, the path was at least twenty feet away! Seriously?! Just how long was I playing fairy-princess-on-crack anyway?! I mentally slapped myself on my forehead, stupid, stupid, stupid! Not only did I prove I had the attention span of a four year old, I completely embarrassed myself in front of a hot guy I didn't know! who in retrospect, could be a sex offender, or worse…I was to mortified to pay attention to my rational side of thinking.

I heard him chuckle again, this time though I just looked down at my feet to try and hide my coming redness.

"Hmmph, I guess you're the type of person who can't look at people in the eye for long, huh?" his teasing tone only made me redder.

"Yes I can!" I half shouted, determined to wipe that annoying smirk off his smug little face.

He only smirked more before we engaged in a staring contest, it was the first time I actually could get a look at his face.

As previously stated, he was amazingly attractive, even his smirk seemed to complement his features, but it was his eyes that really got to me.

I'd never seen anything like them, they were the most fascinating shade of turquoise I've ever seen, it was as if they shone, like they hid a thousand and one secrets, I felt my face soften and my body relax as I plunged deeper in the ocean of his eyes. It was like trying to look through a covered window, like behind those two crystal coated eyes there was something unprotected and…frail. I felt like there were things about him that even he didn't like to admit, feelings, like sadness, loss, and something else. There was something else, I knew it, and the thing was, I didn't think even he knew what it was. I felt like I was looking into his soul, and it looked sad, like it's been very alone for a very long time, and I just felt so bad for him, like I didn't want him to feel so lonely anymore, I wanted him to tell me all the things that hurt him, because I felt like he was hurting, very deep down, and I didn't want that, not one bit! His eyes were so sad and lonely, even if at first they looked just as mischievous and annoying as his smirk, but even that started to fade into something else.

His expressing softened up to, his smirk disappeared, his eyes started to twitch, like he was scared, like he knew I was seeing into something he didn't intend for me to see. But I didn't want him to pull away! I knew that he'd just break eye contact if he wanted to, so before he could I moved my face closer to his, he froze. I could feel his breath brush against my lips, but all I focused on was his eyes. I wanted to know what he was so afraid of, I wanted to see what was at the center of everything, what big secret his eyes held.

They were shining now, they looked even more beautiful, but they still held the same lingering loneliness, his eyes seemed to betray any effort he had at fighting back, for a minute I wondered what he thought of my eyes, he probably saw an annoying little kid that dreamed about being famous, a dream shared with only 80% of the rest of the world, I half smiled, nothing like his, his were amazing, and beautiful and mysterious, they made me feel...nice.

"so pretty…" I muttered, probably close to a whisper.

He half attempted a smirk, "the face?" his voice was low and soft but with still a hint of teasing.

I blush "your eyes…"

"yeah, you think so?" this time he inched his face closer to mine, my breath unsteadied, "you've got pretty eyes to…"

"r-really…?"

He tilted his head, our lips nearly touching, "yeah…"

"t-thank…you…"my heart beat skipped.

He lifted his hand and gently fingered a loose strand of my hair, I felt myself become warm and dazed. "pretty hair, to…" he murmured, his eyes trailing down to my moistened lips, and I felt my heart rate soar.

Goose pumps spread across my arms as his gentle fingers trailed down my jaw, he lifted my chin with his forefinger and tenderly stroked my lips with his thumb. "in fact…" his warm soothing breath brushed my mouth, "I'd say you have very pretty everything…"

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She was so close to me, and she was so frail and so innocent and so naïve and so mine, and I wanted her, I wanted her so bad, I loved the beautiful little whimper she made when I told her she was pretty. Even though it was an understatement, she was beautiful, she was gorgeous, and she was wanting and I wanted to give. The way she looked at me before, it was amazing, no one else had ever looked at me that way. Not ever. But she did, and I don't know what the hell she saw in there that made her look at me that way but I'm glad she found it. I'm so fucking glad she saw it that it hurts.

And it hurts so fucking bad right now, but it's the most beautiful hurt in the whole goddamn world, because as far as I was concerned the only thing hiding behind these two eyes were a withed non existing heart and broken non existing soul. Because that's all that I was right, I never had much use for a heart and my soul's just sitting there collecting dust, unless she likes sad little puppy dog things.

My mouth twitches at the sides, not a smirk but not a smile either. Her eyelids soften and she's as red as she feels right now, and it's so damn beautiful. My tongue barely slips out of my mouth, just wanting to taste her gently parted lips, wanting to prove just how mine she really was. Because that's all that seemed to matter to me, her being mine. Red being mine, and only mine.

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I was suffocating, I was confused and I had no idea what was going on and I didn't care anyway! This was the most amazing and frightening thing that ever happened to me. I didn't care, I didn't care about who he was, or who I was, or who the hell Justin Bieber was! I wasn't even thinking, my heart was thumping so loudly that I couldn't focus on reality, and I could hardly breathe, and my heart ached, and ached so bad right now it might've been bleeding. I thought I'd die by the time anything happened, and I didn't even now what would happen!

It was just all so…messed up, I felt like crying but I wasn't scared or sad and my heart just wouldn't stop hurting. I just didn't know what to do.

And suddenly, I just didn't care, it was like all the thoughts in my head just slipped away, and everything around was blurred and unimportant, and, and I didn't care what would happen as long as…I mean…he was so nice to me…and…I wouldn't mind if…if he…I don't know…I just…wouldn't mind…is all…

And all the thoughts in my head just stopped, and I barely closed my eyes, I inched just a little bit closer, just a little bit, we were so close and…

I just…I just want…

My eyelids were almost completely closed, and I felt just like the girls in all the romance novels I've read, and all those girls wanted one thing…and that's what I wanted…I think…something from the books…almost like a…fairytale…

OH MY GOD!!! GRANDMA!!!!

I gasped.

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What?

I'm pretty sure I felt just like a bird does when it gets shot and then comes crashing down to it's death after it's just experienced it's perfect high. That, or maybe like when a puppy is offered stake and it gets all happy but then it gets shit thrown at his face instead. Maybe both. Maybe even a hybrid of both.

Back in reality, Red had pulled away from me, Red had pulled away from me just when I couldn't stand it anymore, just when…just when I was gonna…shit I can't even remember what I wanted to do!!! I mean, fuck! Damnit, Red, why did you…why did she have to…WHY?!

She wasn't even paying attention to me anymore.

She looked up at the sky. "Oh my god, it's late!"

With not so much as a glance she turned around and headed back toward the road.

Shit. I mean, shit, Wolf, goddamnit, don't just stand there! Do something! Move you freaking idiot! She's gonna fucking go!

I snapped out of my retarded daze, "Wait!" great Wolf, now all your fucking problems are solved…retard

She didn't even look back, "I'm sorry I gotta go!"

No! NO! "WAIT!" I somewhere beyond 'desperate' but I didn't know the word.

She stopped. Thank god, now if only I could make her stay there…forever (what the fuc--) I shut myself up. Shit, what was I even gonna say to her? What the hell could possibly come out of my mouth that would make her stay?! SHIT!

She turned around and stared at me, it looked like she was contemplating something, she opened her mouth but then hesitated, for a minute I thought she'd just leave.

"I…I'm going to my grandmother's house!" she said all in one breath, "And--um--I'm really late so I really gotta go!"

What? Ugh, never mind, at least it's something to work with damnit, "Y-yeah?" c'mon Wolf think of something! "Bet I could make it there before you…"

She smiled. Shit she has such a nice smile--STAY FOCUSED! "You know I really doubt that…" she started, it looked like she'd stay after all and that we were gonna start talking again, then my shitty luck kicked in, "But…anyway…" she looked frantically at the road, "I just really gotta go!"

Oh, DAMNIT! I've never felt so fucking useless in my life! There had to be someway to get her into staying!

"So--um-" she was practically hysterical, "Nice talking to you and whatever" no not whatever! "I just really gotta go!"

She ran down the road.

"W-" I swear if I told her to wait one more time I'd kill myself.

Shit! Just…shit!

I slumped back into my Harley, I felt like I wanted to kill something.

I mean, she had been so fucking close to me just now! So fucking close! And then…and then she just leaves?! I mean, shit, how fucked up was that?!

I sat there thinking about my Red (My Red?) I growled, of course she was My Red! She was my Red and no one else's, just because she was! I didn't need a fucking reason! She was mine because she was mine. Period.

I reved up my Harley.

And I was gonna prove it.

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