James wouldn't stop laughing from my house, the erection he had before softened just before we left. I used one of my old Adidas backpacks to stuff my clothes for tomorrow, since I'm more used to sleeping in my boyfriend's attire whenever I sleepover. After more warnings on being safe from Mum, James and I finally head out, teasing and flirting with one another along the way.

We were like those classic, old couples you see in movies. Except, well, we're sixteen. And extremely immature.

The moon shone down on us, stars sparkling along with the brightness. I smiled to myself. Tonight was definitely the perfect night to go and stargaze with my lover.

I still don't understand how his temper is related to his change, though. I mean, yeah, red is most of the time related with anger- and love- but what really happened with his DNA? And Allie. James always has that sad, guilty look when he talks about his baby sister, who's a year younger than Katie, and when he looks at my baby sister. He must really miss Allie.

I felt a tug at my hand and turned to look at the owner of my thoughts. James's eyebrows were cocked in question, rooted to the ground. Whoops. Did he ask me something?

"Yeah?" My voice cracked slightly as I blinked, hand still wrapped tightly in his.

James chuckled. "I just asked you if you wanted a piggyback ride so we can get to my place quicker," the brunette said, turning around and motioning at me to jump onto his back. "Come on. Or I'm running without you."

I rolled my eyes and quickly leaped onto him, ignoring his grunt before his hands came up to cup my ass. I screeched when I felt his fingers massaging my butt cheeks shamelessly, causing me to land a loud, hard slap across his back. "Stop that!"

"Ow, ow, ow. It's not my fault you have a soft ass." He was cringing. Good. James pushed me upwards, which made me bounce and immediately wrap my arms around his neck, as though we had piggybacks everyday. No, we don't. He usually just sweeps me off my feet and carry me bridal style instead. I could hear him chuckle, "Hold on tight, baby."

I tightened my grip, aware of the inhumane speed that James goes on whenever he runs on land. The hazel-eyed brunette started off jogging, slowly increasing his speed. Soon, our hairs were flying as the strong wind blew strongly into our faces. I glanced at the blurriness of the floor, my boyfriend's feet almost seemed to not touch the ground as he takes long, quick strides. James had his eyes closed as well, a long grin on his face while mine was scrunched up, squinting to see through the wind.

We managed to reach James's mansion, as I like to call it. It was fucking huge! For God's sake, there was a garden rooftop! And a huge pool in the backyard.

I barely got off of him before the front door flew open, a large figure looming over the two of us. I glanced from over James's shoulder and a shiver shook my body. Leaning against the doorframe was none other than L.A's 'Estée Lauder of the Midwest', Brooke Diamond, with her constant stern look as she stared down at her son and his lover.

"What took you two so long, hmm?" she asked, the look on Brooke's face as though she's gotten a dictionary filled with questions to interrogate us with.

"Mum!" James whined, bending down just enough to let me settle safely on the ground. "Can we come in first?"

Brooke shook her head, laughing. As soon as we shut the door behind us, the older copy of James pointed up the stairs, ordering, "You, mister, clean up your room. How do you expect Kendall to sleep here if your room's a mess?"

"But, Mum!"

"Go do it or you're grounded!"

James pouted, grabbed my backpack and trudged up to his room, mumbling nonsense about how his mother was being 'unfair' and that he was leaving me to my death. Always the drama queen, James.

I turned my attention back to Mrs Diamond with a nervous smile. She sighed, taking my hand and dragging me to the living room, motioning me to sit down on one of the white couches. She sat on the couch next to mine, hands clasped together with her lips pressed into a thin line. It was nerve-racking waiting for her to speak, the fact that whatever the Estée Lauder of the Midwest had to say was unknown made my heart race.

Finally, once we both heard the impeccable sound of something crashing onto the floor in James's room, she groaned. "Oh my God, why is it so hard to say this?"

"W-What?" I backed away slightly, a little afraid of what may come next.

"Look, Kendall, just don't hurt James," she muttered, rubbing her face repeatedly before glaring at me with her scary brown eyes. "I will hunt you down if you do. He's so in love with you. Whenever I'm home, you're all he talks about during dinner until I find it amusing. James hasn't been this happy ever since Allie-"

I nodded. Since Allie died, that's what she meant before her voice cracked and her eyes filled with tears. I looked down at my hands, which were flat on my thighs, not daring to look at Brooke crying.

"He trusts you." My head snapped up, catching the older Diamond wiping under her eyes as she continued her sentence. "He trusts you enough to open up, to tell you the truth. Maybe he'll tell you what happened in the basement, one day, the way he told me. I just hope you won't break what remains of his heart ever since the incident. I don't want to see him lose another loved one. With his dad locked up and his sister dead, your love is all he has that's keeping him alive."

I gulped. It almost feels like Brooke Diamond knows that I'm keeping some things secret, something that could break her boy. Yeah, Jo's baby.

"Have you seen what happens when he's angry?" the lady asked, tapping her fingers on the couch. I shook my head, running my hand through my hair as I exhaled, attempting to keep calm. "You won't want to. It's happened before, Kendall. Don't let him get angry or all hell breaks loose."

"He j-just lo-loses himself, r-right?" I stuttered, forcing my hand to go into a tight fist, my nails digging deep into my palm.

"It's much, much more than that, Kendall," Brooke sighed. "Just don't let it happen, clear? Or you could lose him forever."

I took in a deep breath, nodding my head. "Crystal," I croaked, just as the scary Estée Lauder of the Midwest glanced at the clock.

She stood up and shook her head. "I have to leave. Another flight back to L.A's headquarters for me," she stated, chuckling. Brooke had to return back to their old home often, seeing as how her cosmetics company's headquarters is located in L.A and she's the CEO. "James! Come down here!"

We both turned to the staircase, awaiting the brunette's arrival, only to be greeted by a deep, eerie voice behind us. I screamed and jumped a foot high, feeling like my heart had stopped beating while Brooke just turned around and slapped the prankster.

"Ow, Mum!" I turned and glared at the idiot behind me, who was rubbing his cheek with a frown. James looked at me and grinned sheepishly, making it hard for me to stay mad at his adorable face. I chuckled and shook my head, replacing the hand on his cheek with mine.

"I have a flight to catch, James," Brooke stated, moving towards the doors where her suitcase was. When did she put them there?

James nodded, moving forward to hug his mother. I watched with a soft smile at what remained of the Diamond family, still going strong despite what happened. Suddenly, the scarier and older Diamond opened her arms to me, beckoning for a hug. I shot her a confused look before moving into her embrace. Once I did, however, she whispered, "By the way, you might want to use some powder to cover that hickey."

I jumped back and covered my neck nervously, the blushing heating my cheeks, before returning to my boyfriend's side, who was oblivious to what had just happened.

As soon as we waved Brooke off, my brunette slammed me onto the wall, pressing kisses all over my skin feverishly. "J-Jay!" I hissed, arching my back as he sucked roughly on another patch of my skin. James pulled back and smiled, licking at the mark he made. "Fuck, James. Your mum saw the bruise."

The hazel-eyed beauty just stared at me with a unsurprised face before dragging me up the stairs. "Where are we going?" I asked, running along behind him. The taller boy didn't answer, instead, he brought me up the flight of stairs leading straight to the roof. "Jamie?"

I carefully stepped over the long wire that was laid flat on the floor of the roof, the lights of the garden switched off, replaced by the bright moon that hung above our heads. Just at the far corner, there was a soft glow. As we moved closer, I realised that the glow I saw was from a small lamp, placed conveniently next to a large mattress on the floor. I scoffed as the lovely brunette pushed me down, my body bouncing off the soft covers.

"Really, James? A mattress? Was this what you were doing when Brooke told you to clean your room?" I braced myself for another high bounce as James hopped onto the mattress, chuckling and landing on his stomach next to me.

"Yeah," the brunette answered, looking at me with his warm hazel eyes. "I wanted to do something different so I grabbed my extra mattress and dragged it up here."

"You're sweet," I mumbled, snuggling closer into his warmth- or lack thereof- as he turned onto his back. Looking up, I could see the fade outline of Brooke's fingers on the boy's cheek, which eventually made me giggle while I traced the shape with my finger.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled my fingers to his lips, kissing them gently. "We're suppose to be stargazing, Blondie. Not tracing the slap mark on my cheek," James chuckled, lacing our fingers on his chest. "They're pretty, like you."

"You do realise you're the pretty boy of the hockey team, right?" I teased, blushing from his compliment.

James laughed, shaking his head. We stayed silent for a while, just watching the stars sparkle bright with the aid of moonlight. The brunette sighed, a sad smile stretched across his face. "You know, Allie and I used to do this often when Brooke and dad were busy working."

"Tell me about her," I urged, hoping that, maybe, it would help him calm down just by talking about Allie.

"She looks just like me, only with longer hair. Short, energetic, always in the center of attention. She would've loved you if she's still alive." James wiped the tears that were forming, sighing deeply. "Having her around was like having this large ball of energy in you. You won't feel tired unless she's not around, you know?"

Just like Katie, I thought as I carressed his cheek with my free hand. The usually strong brunette leaned his cheeks deeper into my palm, allowing himself to relax before he continued. "Th-That night, I could've saved her. I-I could've let her live. If only I had taken her elements, she'll be here now, with us."

Elements? I shifted myself onto my tummy, waiting for him to continue explaining. James glanced at the confused look at my face and chuckled. "Yeah, there's something the articles didn't state because they didn't know," the brunette explained, voice soft and upset. "Dad's experiments wasn't just pumping an unknown substance that fucked my DNA up. He was trying to create a superhuman, someone who could control the few elements that were in this world. Elements that contradict each other."

I gulped, not knowing how to react. Was he going to tell me what happened in the basement a year ago?

"That night, Mum had to work overseas, so Allie and I were left at home alone with Dad, who was busy experimenting in the basement as usual. The two of us were doing this, too; stargazing and talking about our day. Out of nowhere, Dad just shouted for us to come down for dinner. Only, we didn't know he had something in store for us so we literally ran to the kitchen and ate fast, since Allie had to go to sleep soon," James paused to take in a deep breath, releasing my hand to cover his face. "As soon as we ate Dad's cooking, both of us just got knocked out. He drugged our dinner. Next thing I knew, we were locked in these large cages in the basement and Dad wouldn't let us out."

He sighed shakily, continuing with his voice slightly cracked, "He kept us locked and barely fed for a few weeks, perfecting his little potions. Allie got bored of being locked up- remember I told you she's a large ball of energy?- and started retaliating, whining at Dad, which made him pissed."

"I could've stopped him from taking her first. I could've stopped Dad from inserting the tubes and wires into her body. I could've prevented Allie from ever receiving the two elements that she did," James whimpered, tears leaking out of the gaps between his face and hands. "But I didn't. Instead, I sat back and watched in horror how Allie's back suddenly arched, bending her whole body into half even with the restraints attached to the table. You could hear her bones cracking and her ear-piercing scream seemed to echo throughout the house."

"James, it's okay. You don't have to-"

"Those scratch marks they stated in the articles? They aren't scratch marks at all," he interrupted, shutting me up effortlessly. I cocked my eyebrow at him, even though his hands were blocking his vision. "Dad pumped Water into her first, watching with this maniac-like grin as Allie's body shifted to the intrusion in her vessels. Her eyes were rolled back into her head. She looked like she was going to die from the pain. Until Dad inserted Electric."

I cringed. Water and electricity definitely don't go together. What was Mr Diamond thinking? "Her whole body just convulsed violently and, those scratch marks? It was actually the result of the electricity bursting out of her electrocuted body. Her fingers, they ju-just dropped off, rotten as though she was dead and decaying. Next thing I knew, Dad shoved her body back into the cage and dragged me out."

"He strapped me onto the exact same table where my sister was and did the exact same thing, continuously mumbling nonsense about how the experiment would change my life for the better. I mean, how was it suppose to change my life? It killed my sister, what chances were there that it won't kill me?" the brunette paused and sat up, wiping his tear-strickened face. "Dad didn't care, though. Once all the wires were attached, he pumped a whole other substance into me. He pumped in Ice and Fire, a new mixture he had created. It didn't matter how loud I screamed, how tightly shut my eyes were. The pain was excruciating, like my blood was heated up but frozen in place at the same time."

"I was lucky, I guess," James sighed, finally opening his eyes to stare at the moon. "Mum came home early when she heard Allie and I were skipping school, heard my screams and ran in to stop everything. She quickly called the cops, they came and arrested him. But it was already too late and Dad knew it."

"Allie was slowly dying from the blood loss and I was slipping into unconsciousness until one of the paramedics quickly yanked the restraints off and carried me to treat the puncture wounds." The hazel-eyed boy continued focusing his gaze to the sky, a frown now evident on his lips. "By the time they got to Allie, she was slowly losing her soul. I didn't understand, why did she die but not me? How was I able to live with the contradicting elements in my body?"

"You found out how, didn't you?" I asked, cupping his face and slowly turning his eyes to me.

James nodded. "Came back home, rummaged through Dad's notebooks and I found the one for his tests on us. Apparently, all the contradicting elements can match. But, it all lies in the body of the receiver, whether the person can take it or not. He knew there was a risk of losing us, yet he did it. And I lost Allie, became a freak that no one would love, except you."

The hazel-eyed brunette smiled sadly, shaking his head before he pulled up me into his cold embrace. I squeaked as I shifted to straddle his lap, my face completely buried in my boyfriend's chest. "Thank you," James murmured, locking me tight in his arms as he laid back down. "Thank you for being with me."

A/N: If you're still reading this.. THANKYOU hahaha. (:
There was actually smut in here but I cut it out. Seemed too long. So, there'll be smut in the next chap. PROMISE PROMISE :3
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