Can't think of anything to write for Secrets? So, back to this 'suppose!

*~FABIAN~*

The door opened and my captor strode into the big warehouse he had taken me to. Well, I think it was a warehouse. I wasn't sure because I had been blindfolded for the journey so I couldn't see where we were heading. Alex had only been out for around half an hour, I thought. I couldn't see my watch; my hands were tied behind my back in rope. He walked over to me and smiled.

"Hello Fabey, I hope it didn't get too lonely without me," he teased.

"Your company was much missed," I rolled my eyes. I was better off alone in here, since he kept beating me up with comments. For my little comeback, he slapped me hard across my face, leaving a stinging feeling on my right cheek.

I was a fairly good fighter. If he didn't catch me off gaurd earlier, I would have stood a fair chance at beating him. But he's psychic, of corse, so he would be able to tell my strengths and weaknesses. He would also be able to tell when I was off gaurd. But why didn't I feel him around that corner? That was a very good question. I thought back. Nope, I didn't feel his presence at all.

"That'll teach you!" He yelled after we were both quiet for a minute or so. "And I get that wittle junior doesn't understand how he never sensed me. Well, I wish I could tell you but a magacian never reveals his secrets. Especially to shit like you."

"If you had any respect for your powers then you wouldn't be calling it magic. My dad used to tell me I have a gift, that God singled me out because I was special. I believed that untill I met others. You talk about your gift as if it's a set of magic tricks! And I'm as much shit as you are!"

This earned me another slap and I kicked him hard on the shin so he fell with a thud. When he got back up he looked so viciously angry, I froze, but then his face straitened out into a strained smile. "I thought I was the only one, before I unfortunately met you. I didn't have a dad to tell me what my powers were all about. I didn't have a dad fucking full stop!"

"Where are your parents?" I attempted.

"Like I'm gonna tell you!" He screamed, then slowly began to calm himself down. "I'm going to see how your little girlfriend is coping without you. Want me to pass on a message?"

"Yes, tell her that I miss her when I'm being held prisoner by an ugly, heartless dick such as you."

He waited a few seconds, as if letting this sink in, then he reached forward and punched me so hard on the face that warm blood ran down my face and neck.

"Yes, of corse, Fabian. I'll let her know that you think she's an ugly drama queen bitch who you hate more than anything on the planet. She'll be mighty upset with you, though."

"You're a bloody waste of skin, you know that, right?"

"What because I dont respect my superty duperty "gift"?" he said, making quotation marks with his fingers when he said gift. "I hate being pyschic. I don't think God singled us out because we're special, I think he did it to punish us."

"SHUT UP!" I erupted; another hard slap, but I barely felt it.

I'd had that being pyschic was a good thing drummed into me since I was old enough to understand it. And he had just tore down one of the few entirely stable walls in my mind. I hated him even more, if that's possible, for that.

"I'm going now," he said as he slid something out of his sleeve into his hand. I studied it, trying to figure out what the hell it was, and that was when he caught me (again) and stuck the sharp needle in my arm.

"What the fuck?" I said.

He smiled down at me smugly as I started to feel slightly drousy. I knew then what he had put into me. I was going to kill him. When I got out of here, and I was certain I would, then I would kill him. He backed away and two of him slipped out of two doors before I blacked out.

*~NINA~*

"Nina, listen to me! Fabian isn't really as nice as he supposedly is, trust me!"

"Fabian is one of the nicest boys I've ever met!" I snapped. "Way nicer than even you!"

"You've known him for a few days, for god's sake, Nina!"

"What's so bad about Fabian, then, huh? Is he secretly a super villan or is it just your jealousy rubbing off on him?"

"Me, jealous? Good one!" He spat. "Fabian isn't exactly a super vilan but he's been keeping something from you, and that's not good!"

"Everyone has secrets. Everyone except me it seems. You keep things from me, yet I tell you everything. Funny."

"That's not what this is about! And it's something really big that Fabian is keeping! Something that affects you!"

"How can one of his silly little secrets affect me? He's only known me for a few days, hasn't he?" I retorted.

"I'm serious!"

"And so am I. I'm moving out. To Anne's. To wherever. As long as it is as far away from this crap hole as I can get 'cause I'm fed up with you and your shit!"

As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted their escape. Eddie looked really hurt, but I wasn't gonna melt so easily this time. I had said it now, so to him I meant it. I'm a very good actress when I want to be.

"Fine then," he muttered, recovering from his suprise. "But find your little boyfriend, before you leave him behind too."

That stung, but I huffed and slammed the door behind me on the way out. I strode confidently down the hall to Fabian's room and knocked on the door three times.

"Fabian, it's me." No answer. "Fabian?"

I inched the door open and peered inside the room. The window was wide open, with the curtains swishing around in the breeze. But no Fabian. His bed was neatly made and nothing was lying around on the floor. Except for a little pink shape on the carpet near the window. I walked over and picked it up; a guitar pick. I placed it on the window sill for him and that's when I saw it. There was a small sticky note stuck to the glass. I peeled it off slowly, watching the glu come off of the window, then focused to read the writing.

If anyone's looking for me, just went a little walk around the block. Be back soon, Fabian.

I didn't relise I had been holding my breath while I read. I breathed out. I thought that Eddie might like to see this, so I started walking to the living room, but when I got to the door I found I couldn't go in. I guess I was too proud. Instead of opening the door and giving the note to Eddie, I slid it under the door. Yup, far too much pride.

I then turned and left the house, walking down the close stairs wondering where to look for Fabian. If I was going to look for Fabian. I stopped at the bottom of the flight of stairs I was on. Was I going to look for Fabian for his sake, or did I just want out the house for my own sake, to be away from Eddie? I didn't know, but I shook it from my head and continued walking, my footsteps echoing up the stairwell.

As I came out the building, the wind hit my face like a wall. It was definatley quite windy. I pulled the hoodie I had grabbed on the way out around myself, only to find I had picked up Eddie's by mistake. Oh well, he'll just have to live without it for a while. I wasn't going back just to change a hoodie. I started strolling along the street at a normal pace, not rushing. If Fabian was still in the area, I would bump into him. And he would be, because he just said around the block. I slowed my pace right down.

It was when I had been walking for around half an hour still without finding him that I panicked. He wasn't anywhere, I didn't know where he was. He could be anywhere. I couldn't breathe. He could be really cold. My chest tightened. He might be lost. I started gasping. I caught hold of a wall on my right and clung to it for dear life, breathing so heavily anyone that saw me would have thought I had just went running. Or sprinting, for that matter. I felt tears start to fall slowly down my cheeks and I started to sob, which didn't help the breathing any. I slid down the wall, feeling as if I was going to collapse.

"Nina?" A voice I recognised said. He sounded very distant, thought, as if he was a couple of metres away. Though my vision was slightly blurred with tears, I could see he was reasonably close. I blinked a few times to clear my eyes as Alex crouched down beside me.

"Nina, what's wrong? You don't look so good."

I took a lot of long, ragged breaths, before I spoke. "Can't...breathe...Fabian...Can't find him...anywhere," I gasped.

He sat down beside me on the ground and put an arm around me. If he had done that even a couple of months ago, I probably would've fainted, but now my heart only started beating a little bit faster. And even then, I knew it was because I was worried about Fabian. Right then, I knew who I really loved. And I couldn't find him anywhere. He was missing, and so was half of me. Alex started to rub my shoulder. I wanted him to stop, but didn't have the energy to shake him off, so I left him.

"Y-you haven't seen him h-have you?"

"Afraid not. As soon as you've calmed down I'm help you look, okay?"

I took a deep breath that juttered slightly. "Okay."

I don't know how long we sat there. Neither of us said anything; only the wind spoke. Over time I started to feel myself relaxing and calming. Alex felt it too because a little while after he started to stand up, then reached for my hand and helped me up after him.

"So, where to first?" I asked.

"Where would he be?"

"I've already looked everywhere. He went for a walk around the block and then he just vanishes! You don't think anything's happened to him, do you?"

He corner of his mouth moved slightly. "No, I'm sure he's fine."

My head seared for a couple of seconds, then the pain was gone. Then I felt stupid for thinking something had happened to Fabian.

"You're right, I'm just being paranoid," I smiled.

"Why don't we get you home? I'm sure Fabian will turn up. Maybe he went for a drink? If he's lost or anything like that I'm sure he'll get in touch, let's just say that, okay? He'll turn up tonight, I'm sure."

"You think so?"

He smiled, and started into space for a second. "Quite sure."

This confused me a little. He couldn't know, how would he know? Fabian had probably just went for a drink or something, as he just said. Wait, how would Alex know if Fabian was okay or not. Then it clicked. It completely clicked.

"You know where he is, don't you?" I asked.

"What?" he cried. "No! No! Why would I?"

"I don't know, but I have a really bad feeling you know where he is."

"Nina, what's gotten into you? Are you suddenly pyschic now? I know as much about where Fabian is as you do!"

"If you know where he is, you have to tell me!" I said, a tear rolling down my cheek, then I whispered, "I love him."

"You what?" He was more suprised than I thought he would be. "Didn't you see it? You're the pyschic one, remember?"

"Yeah, I seen it. It's really strong, actually. I just...I guess I was just pretending it wasn't there. Avoiding it."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because...I really like you Nina."

That was the last thing I had been expecting; my mouth was about to drop open when he leaned down and kissed me. I mean, he actually KISSED ME. I kissed him back, even though I knew I loved Fabian and that he was still missing. His tongue started to slip into my mouth, and I started to embrace it with mine, but then my eyes opened and I pulled back abruptly. And he actually looked hurt. "W-what is it?"

"I just can't," I said, looking at the ground to avoid his eyes. "I'm, um, going home, like you said. You're right, he'll turn up."

"Nina, can I just tell you something before you go?" he asked.

"What?"

"Fabian doesn't like you. He doesn't like you at all. He thinks you're really...vile. He told me before he disappeared, I thought you ought to know."

Fabian hadn't said that! Had he? It appeared he had. Thinking about those horrible words coming from Fabian's mouth, sent a horrible shiver down my back and brought tears to my eyes.

"Thanks for letting me know, Alex. Night," I said as I turned away and began to walk briskly away before he seen my tears that were starting to slow down my face.

Even though I made Alex Sommers up totally, I'm really starting to hate him. He's a really nasty piece of work! He's definately up to something, but what?

Even though I said I wouldn't be updating for ages, I've been working on this on and off since I last updated :L

That's just the kid of things Lauren's do :D

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