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"Hey, how you feeling?" Warren said sitting beside her and holding her hand.

"Much better."

"What did the doctor say?"

"For the record I'm not pregnant. He just said I ate Mexican Food, and gave off a weird side effect to my power, because I'm allergic to Mexican food, that's why my mom didn't give me Mexican food."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not you're fault, you helped, really you did." She said caressing his cheek in her hand.

"So you're fine?"

"Yea." She said smiling.

"You really scared me."

"Don't worry, I won't do it again."

"So, are you up for school?"

"I don't think so." "The doctor said I had to rest a little, start school tomorrow."

"Oh. Ok."

"Don't feel sad, you'll see me when you get home."

"I know, but it won't be the same."

"I promise I'll be at school tomorrow."

"K" he said getting up.

"Promise me something."

"Yea, what's that?"

"Don't feel sad or unhappy for me, it's not your fault, k?"

"Ok."

"I promise?"

"I promise." He said hugging her.

"That's my boy." She said kissing him on the cheek.

-At Warren's-

Warren opened the door of his apartment and took off his jacket.

He saw someone's two black boots on the top of the couch, he knew it was Clea, no one else knew how to get in, but the question was why was she wearing black shoes?. He went over to the couch, jumped over it and sat down beside her putting her legs on his.

"I'm back."

No answer.

"Clea." He said taking off the headphones from her head.

"Hey, what'd you do that for! She said pulling it away from him.

She was in total black again: black blouse, black skirt( they both formed together so they looked like a dress), black boots, black make up, black hair. She was listening to rock music on her CD Player, and it was loud, very very loud.

"Not again." Warren said sighing, he felt like he could literally kill Paine, if only he knew where she was, in her own body and not always in Clea's, because every time that happens she tries to kill her, or ends up hurting her in some way.

"What, you have a problem with me?"

"Get the hell out of Clea's body, haven't you done enough?"

"No, and whose gonna make me?"

"I'm giving you 5 seconds to leave Clea alone."

"And if I don't?"

"You wouldn't want to know." He said igniting his hand.

"You can't hurt me."

"What?"

"If you hurt me you'll be technically hurting Clea, and you don't want that do you?"

He calmed down.

"I thought so." She said going back to her music.

Warren rolled his eyes then sighed. "When will you give her back to me."

"When I feel like it." She said getting up and leaving.

"Where are you going?"

"Out."

"No, you're not." He said grabbing her hand.

"Yes, I am." She said pulling her hand away and leaving.

-Later that night-

Warren, after thinking over what had happened earlier, went out to pull her back to the apartment whether she wanted to or not, cause he had the upper hand. He left to find her annoyed at the fact that a half witch was toying with his girlfriend's body, who knows what she could be doing now.

He later found her in the middle of a gang of like ten guys he hid behind a wallwatching what they'd do.

-With Clea, well with Paine-

"Back off guys." Paine said as they pushed her around. "Leave me alone."

"We aren't troubling you P, it's the body we want." The leader said caressing her cheek with the back of his hand. He chanted something and Paine's soul forcefully disappeared from Clea's body.

'That damn bastard' warren growled angrily in his mind, with raging fury raging through him. His eyes were blazing fire red. 'He's going to be the first to die.'

"Where am I?" Clea asked feeling a little weary and weak as she fell to the ground holding her head, reacting to a killer pain in her head that made her dizzy.

"Don't play silly with us Paine."

"What? I'm not Paine, what do you want from me?" she said about to stand her guard, but she was too weak so none of her powers worked, not even her invisibility.

"You." He said bending in front of her with a look of wanting in his light brown eyes.

"Yeah, baby, I definitely want a piece." He said slappiong her butt.

'No that one is!' Warren raged as he decided which scumbag wasgoing to die, he waited a little bit more though, until the time was right. He let all his anger out inside him. They were going to die. He was going to make sure it would be torturously and painfully slow.

"Look beautiful, are we going to get what we want or not?"

'Why won't they leave me alone? I don't even know how I got into this mess.' She said wincing a bit at the pain she felt in her side 'God my side hurts' 'I'm so dead' she thought looking at all the wanting faces around her.

"Guys, hold her down." The leader demanded as he reached for her. She could immediately feel hands restraining her from all sides, especially the one going up her skirt.

"Make one more move with your damn hand and I'll kill you all."

Clea looked up to see Warren, the anger in his eyes scared her, for she had never seen him so angry.

"And who might you be, her protector?" the leader started taunting.

"Shadow, I don't think we should be messing with this kid."

"You should listen to your friend Shadow."

"Shut the hell up you wanna-be hero and stay out of this."

"Touch her again and you'll be begging for your pathetic lives after I'm finished with you."

"Who might you be?"

"Peace, Warren Peace."

"Barron Battle's son?" Shadow stuttered as fear suddenly revealed in his voice.

"The one and only." He smirked and they immediately started losing their complexion as they backed away.

"So, tell me again, what were you doing to my girlfriend?"

"N-nothing, I was j-just taking her home, girls that her aren't suppose to be out at this time, something bad w-would h-happen to her."

"Bull shit. Get the hell out of her before you all regret this day." He said even angrier as fire blazed from his hands.

They all got on their motobikes and rode off.

Tears came to Clea's eyes as he hugged her tightly, he didn't know the she was going through, but she tried to hide it. She was just glad she had someone like Warren in her life, she was glad she loved him more than ever. Somehow she knew she couldn't hide the pain for long, because it began to get worse, He lifted her up and carried her back home.