Chapter 10

After an hour's flight, the two winged teens touched down in an alley at the very edge of the smoky sea town. Having only ever seen and been in cities, Chaz found it surprisingly small and yet felt more comfortable and less claustrophobic.

"You really think there is going to be some sort of high street round here?" The blonde asked as the two stood in the alley tucking in their wing. Chaz put on his denim jacket and waited patiently while Dru put on her long black cardigan over her equally long wings.

"A cheap American version, yeah." For the first time since she had arrived, Chaz really appreciated the fact that he was with another Briton.

"I missed you."

"I know." She adjusted her black vest top and headed to the street attached to the alley.

Chaz followed obediently, staying close to her side as walked through already busy streets. She seemed to know her way around, but he knew that meant she was reading the maps in people's heads.

In no time the two of them were walking out of the Chemist's with bags of different pain killers. Vegenin, paracetamol, aspirin and one neither of them could pronounce.

"So," Chaz said, leaning close to Dru and smiling, "Whose is the card?" He asked, referring to the Credit card he saw Dru pay for the painkillers with.

Dru stopped and stared into the shop window. "You know the perv labcoat that used to watch the less mutated girls shower..?" She asked, shuddering at the thought of his slimy face.

Chaz nodded, all of the mutants knew that guy. He had given everyone the creeps. After his nod followed a few minutes of noisy silence. Then Chaz leaned in again. "You know the labcoats?"

Dru nodded, wondering where exactly this was going.

"The Americans call them 'whitecoats'." Chaz finished.

Dru looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Seriously? Talk about stating the bleeding obvious. At least we knew what their coats were." She chuckled, looked at the ground and then back at Chaz, smiling. "Let's go shopping. I have plastic and a feminine desire to use it."

"No. We have to get to Scott." His voice was firm, his jokey mood turned to a serious one.

"Fine!" Dru threw the words at him coldly, the broke into a heavy jog to the nearest alleyway. When she made it to the corner, she sped up, into a sprint. She threw the bags at the wall and kicked the dead end, causing dust to fall from it.

When Chaz caught up, he stared. "What was that all about?"

Dru pressed her fists against her face, almost growling to release her tension. When she looked up again, her face was calm, expressionless apart from the tears welling in her eyes. "I have to go."

"What?" Chaz squealed, little too high for comfort. He coughed, embarrassed, and lowered his voice. "But you just got here yesterday."

Dru looked into his rich blue eyes. "I love you, Charlie-"

"And I love you." He grabbed her shoulders, as though that would make her see sense.

"Oh, sure you do." She cried in desperation, throwing him off of her with her hands in anguish. "But I'm in love with you."

The blonde opened his mouth to speak, but as his brain registered what Dru had said, he found nothing came out. Thoughts and questions swarmed his head and Dru struggled to hear them above the thoughts of the town.

"I've always loved you, Chaz. But after you left, I realised I more than just missed you. I needed you. I still need you. I planned to stay with you, but now I can." She hung her head, almost ashamed of her jealousy. She hoped he would speak, but he couldn't. "Why? Because I thought I would stop loving you. Or that you would learn to love me. But I know that'll never happen. And I can't watch while you fall further and further in love with Scott. It'll break my heart." The tears were streaking her face.

Chaz felt his own eyes fill with tears and took a large stride to hug her, holding her close. He felt his shoulder dampen and his tears fall, despite his every wish that they wouldn't.

Suddenly, Dru kissed him and Chaz was taken back, but he knew better than to pull away. Instead, he let her kiss him, knowing and understanding that it meant more to her than it did to him. It was merely a bashing of their lips, but Dru found some comfort and strength in it.

When she let him go, she hugged him one last time, tightly and he held her too. "Thank you." She whispered her sweet voice already clear of the tears.

She took a step back, wiping her face and smiling, then fumbled through her bag backpack to produce a wallet. "Here. I got it in Devon for you. It's got his other card, a mint card I think… I wrote the PIN down; it's in the wallet with the card. And some money."

Chaz pushed it away, but Dru pushed harder.

"It has my mobile number in it. Or his…So you can call me when you're in town, whenever." Reading his mind, she added, "I might have stolen it."

Chaz giggled through his silent tears and Chaz tried to hug her again. But she pulled back, talking a few backwards steps. Suddenly she stopped. "Do me a favour." Chaz nodded. "Tell him. When you get back."

"But I-"

"Please!" Then she took off her jacket, turned around and jumped into the air, flying away from Chaz.

Chaz waved to Dru as she flew further and further away. And to Charlie.

A final goodbye.

I wrote this rather quickly, so excuse the mistakes and review!