Well, here it is. Chapter 9.

THANKS SO MUCH TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED. I don't have time t put in all the names right now, I'll probably do it later though.

I advise you all to reread chapter 8.
It's just an afterthought, but you might not get this chapter if you don't.
Unless you're just amazing.
Then you won't need to reread chapter 8.

Enjoy!

I DO NOT OWN TEEN TITANS
(but I do own a tube of pink lipstick, LOL)
(you'll get it when you read the chapter)

The buzzer sounded and Kori was down the stairs and out the door in under 30 seconds.

Xavier wrapped am arm around her waist and pulled her into him, kissing her neck. Kori giggled as Xavier's warm breath tickled her ear.

Xavier smiled and reluctantly let Kori go.

"You ready?" he said.

"All set," Kori replied as she slid into the passenger seat of Xavier's Black Mercedes. Xavier walked around to the driver's side and flopped into it, turning the keys in the ignition and pulling out of the apartment complex's parking lot.

"Where are we going?" Kori asked, eyebrows raised.

"You'll see," Xavier said with a smirk, as he slammed on the gas pedal and sped down the street in his black sports car.

-o-o-

"Wow," Kori said, shocked. "I can hear the music from all the way out here,"

"Relax, cutie. I just gotta stop by here to pick up something from a friend, and then we'll be outta here."

Kori was doubtful, but entered the colorfully lighted house with Xavier anyway. He immediately began talking to a group of guys, making wild gestures with his hands. He was apparently telling a story. Xavier began accepting drinks and snack from the people at the party.

Kori sat down against a wall and stared up at the ceiling.

Xavier lied. We aren't going anywhere.

-o-o-

It had been at least an hour, and Kori had spent the whole time slouched against the wall. She had been offered a couple drinks, a dance here and there, but politely refused everything. She was about to go get Xavier to tell him she wanted to go home, but then she saw him pushing through the crowd.

"Hey, cutie," Xavier slurred, limping over to Kori. "C'mere."

Before Kori could reply, Xavier had picked her up, and was kissing her neck, semi-carrying her up a flight of stairs. Kori's eyes widen in realization of what was happening, and she kicked Xavier in the shin.

Hard.

Xavier doubled over in pain and dropped Kori on the stairs. She squeezed through a couple of the railings and dropped to the floor below her. In a few seconds, Xavier had descended the steps, two at a time, and was now inches away from Kori's nose, staring into her fearful eyes. He violently seized her left arm.

"Did you hear me?" He said through clenched teeth. "I said come here. I won't be humiliated in front of everyone."

"You are drunk," Kori said, trying to hide her fear and trying to pry his hand off her arm. His grip got tighter, and it hurt. A lot. "And you are hurting me," she added, about to cry.

"I don't really care," said Xavier menacingly, beginning to drag Kori back towards the stairs. No one was paying attention to the two.

"Please, Xavier," Kori begged. "No one is watching. You would not be humiliated. Let us just go home and then maybe, some day-"

Xavier growled, and that shut Kori up almost instantly. They were at the top of the stairs when a pair of warm hands ripped Kori from Xavier's threatening grip.

Richard had spent the good part of an hour slumped against his bedroom door, feeling sorry for himself. He had decided that enough was enough. Self pity didn't help much anyway.

"Maybe Wally needs a little company," Richard said, snatching some keys off his dresser and quickly making his way down to the garage.

-o-o-

Richard could spot the blinding neon lights from a block away. It was a wonder the neighbors never called the police about Wally's parties. It was just insane how much the boy liked to have unknown people in is house, eating his food and breaking the valuables.

It was also a wonder how he never got caught.

Richard parked his motorcycle on the side of the road, behind a black Mercedes. He made his way up the front steps, pushed open the door...

And immediately saw Kori sitting up against a wall.

Richard was about to turn and walk away to find Wally, but his breath caught in his throat and stopped him mid-step. Xavier was pushing towards the crowd towards Kori.

Richard's eyes narrowed, and he set off to find Wally.

-o-o-

After about 10 seconds of walking, Richard found Wally in the kitchen, Sitting on the counter making out with some girl.

"WHAT THE HELL, WALLY!" Richard screamed, whipping Wally around by his shoulder. Wally had pale pink lipstick all over his neck and face. Richard peered around Wally to come face-to-face with Jamie. Richard almost choked.

Then he laughed. A short laugh, but it was funny seeing a 'jock' making out with a 'punk'.

Jamie rolled her eyes and whispered seductively into Wally's ear, then gracefully walked away.

"She's drunk," Wally said with a bit of grief.

Richard snapped his head back to Wally. Wally raised an eyebrow, and Richard pointed behind himself at the room he had just come from.

"Xavier," He said simply. "I need to take care of him. Get Kori away from him."

Wally nodded solemnly and the two entered the den, just in time to see Kori kick Xavier in the shin.

"Ooh," Wally breathed. "That's bad-ass."

"She'll never admit it," Richard said.

The two boys watched Kori maneuver through the rails on the carpeted stairs and drop to the ground. She stood up to see that she was staring into the cold eyes of Xavier. He looked like he wanted to kill someone. Xavier began dragging Kori up the stairs, and Richard felt his fists tighten.

"I thought I told that prick to stay away from her," he muttered, more to himself than Wally, darting to the foot of the stairs. Wally followed quickly, less than a foot away. Richard looked at Wally and Wally peeled Kori out of Xavier's violent grasp. Richard watched out of the corner of his eye as Wally gently dragged (as gentle as dragging could be) Kori out of the room.

Richard turned his attention toward Xavier.

...

OOH!
A CLIFFHANGER!

Lol, I'm sorry.
It's time for me to go to sleep, but I just felt like writing.
I needed to!
Badly.

I'll write chp. 10 on Sunday.
Maybe.
I've got a party to go to tomorrow at my school, a Choir concert on Saturday, and a birthday on Saturday night.
I'll try not to make you all wait too long, though.
That is, if you care...

P.S. I bet you thought it was Richard. HAHA nope, It was Wally

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