p dir="ltr" /p
p dir="ltr"Midnight giggles, feeling the wind whip in her hair. She holds strongtight /strongto the backside of Mars who is driving them down the highway on his motorcycle. The emhappiest /emshe had been in awhile so happens to be her current strongpredicament. /strongShe comes to sight Mars as a giant, cuddly teddy bear she wishes she could bring home./p
p dir="ltr"Currently, he was taking her to visit her biological father. He got her to agree as they began a romance of their own./p
p dir="ltr""I emthink /emI'm in love." Midnight giggles, loving the wind grazing her skin./p
p dir="ltr"Mars chuckles, softly shaking his dark head of hair. He turns off the engine, coming to a stop outside the secretive biker bar. "You must be; to agree to come see your father for me."/p
p dir="ltr""Not for you. With you." Midnight giggles, softly jabbing his toned chest. She smirks to herself as her mind began to wander. She twirls to the door awaiting her new love to join her./p
p dir="ltr"Mars lightly strides over, large hands in his pockets. He gave a light knock in the door, having already spoken to Vincent before they came over./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight chose to take his offer during the end of the school week to get away from all the sadness in the Douglas home. She didn't tell anybody where she was going, rolling her eyes at how nobody would notice./p
p dir="ltr""Midnight!" Vincent beams, pulling his daughter into a soft embrace. He wanted to hold tightly to his babygirl. Sure, he emprobably /emhad other kids he knew of but, he had one daughter by one woman solely. How? He'd have to ask the Gods when his time came./p
p dir="ltr""Vin...uh, Viper?" Midnight squeaks in confusion on what to call the man. She wasn't about to start calling the man father- biological or not. She is reluctant to return the hug./p
p dir="ltr""You don't have to call me father. I know I haven't been much of one. You were right to tell me off the other day. I didn't bother to reach out to you in hopes of keeping you safe from danger." Vincent sluggishly sighs, releasing his grip on the girl./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight wants to toss her arms around him, breathing in the cigar smoke blended into a hint of aftershave yet she doesn't. She can't forgive the man. It's too soon. Where would the fun in that be?/p
p dir="ltr""I strongagreed /strongto come for the sake of my date. I'm still not forgiving you." Midnight says, beginning to shrug off her jacket. She walks over to the bar, placing her jacket on the sleek counter./p
p dir="ltr""I don't care. I'm stronghappy /strongyou made the effort. I'll try to make it up to you if you'd let me. Who's your date?" Vincent furrows his eyebrows by the last part./p
p dir="ltr""I'm taking your strongdaughter /strongto see a flick. I have another surprise for her." Mars speaks up, moving to place a hand softly on her shoulder./p
p dir="ltr"It's the first time Midnight felt safe. She bit down softly on her tongue as anticipated excitement builds up in her. She truly strongdid /strongbelieve love is how she felt at the time./p
p dir="ltr""Oh, I strongapprove/strong. Mars is a good guy. A bit rough around the edges, but he seems perfect for you." Vincent sends her a soft smile./p
p dir="ltr"Mars chuckles, running a tan hand in his hair. His eyes shoot to Midnight who perks up. "Either way, I'm ready to hit up the town."/p
p dir="ltr""It's a city, Midnight." Vincent softly coos, earning a scowl from the girl./p
p dir="ltr""You got the point, right?" Midnight sasses, placing her hands on her hips. She grabs up her leather jacket, stuffing her arms into it. She is the first to exit the bar followed in short by Mars./p
p dir="ltr"•••/p
p dir="ltr"The dark blue reflection of the waves were a beautiful sight underneath the pale moonlight. A cool breeze ran in the air, sending shivers down one's spine./p
p dir="ltr""I think strongDallas /strongis my favorite character. In and out of the Outsiders book." Midnight softly smiles, laying her head on his shoulder./p
p dir="ltr"Mars took her to see the flick then took her to a picnic on the river. He found a neat little place with some overgrown grass, blossoming lavender flowers underneath a rotting outside patio. He had placed a blanket on the ground for his date to get comfortable. His eyes settle on the twinkling stars, flitting across the darkened skies. "So, you hate children?"/p
p dir="ltr""I don't want any. I would love to be with someone, but they'd have to accept I don't want children or marriage. I want love, acceptance, and art." Midnight sheepishly smiles, voicing her slight agreement./p
p dir="ltr""You don't hate children then?" Mars playfully nudges the girl. He lays beside her as his breath comes out in cold wisps./p
p dir="ltr"The emChristmas/em holiday had come to pass, but gone without Midnight noticing. She had skipped being home on said holiday, steadily going off with Mars./p
p dir="ltr""No, I don't hate children. I'd love for my-step mother to have children of her own. They haven't returned." Midnight softly sighs./p
p dir="ltr"Mars strokes a strand of hair from her face. He caresses her cheek, "Night, you are not alone. In any of this. I'll keep you safe if you'll let me."/p
p dir="ltr"Midnight lightly bites her bottom lip. Her eyes flicker to him, seeing the concern held by genuinty in his gold eyes. Honestly, she never did feel safer which is why she nods. "I'd love that. Be my guy?"/p
p dir="ltr""Be my girl?" Mars asks, gently moving in. His breath is inches from her face. He props himself on either elbow on the ground beside her shoulders./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight giggles, softly reaching up to stroke a strongstrand /strongof his hair from his face. She knows what she wants, feeling emnothing/em but love in her heart. Her strongdepression /stronghas long resided. "Yes."/p
p dir="ltr""Of course, I'll be your guy. If you need anybody beat up then let me know." Mars smiles, waiting for a signal to kiss her. He didn't want to be rude or rushful in his haste for the fourteen year old./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight can't strongtake /strongthe anticipation much longer. She reaches up, snaking her arms gently around his neck. She pulls Mars closer, eagerly nodding. "I'm ready to be all yours. I mean every word of it. I emthink /emI love you."/p
p dir="ltr"Mars lifts an eyebrow, "are you sure this is what you want?"/p
p dir="ltr""Absolutely." Midnight agrees. She watches him empull /emwhat one uses for protection on such a night as this emspecial /emone from his pocket./p
p dir="ltr"Mars begins to softly kiss her. A warm, inviting, passionate kiss turns into a rough, sloppy, heated makeout session./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight moans, finally allowing herself some pleasure from all she's been accomplishing. She strongheld /strongno regret for the night of passion, pleasure, and a little pain to spice things up. A few giggles came from the girl, semi causing Mars to raise an eyebrow at her odd reaction to losing her virginity to him in the night. She emfell /emasleep in his arms soon after emlightly /emsnoring./p
p dir="ltr"Mars made sure to cover her up so she wouldn't freeze to death. He let her snuggle into him, wrapping muscular arms tightly around the tiny female. His heart never beat so fiercely for someone before. He knew he'd do anything for her. He'd take a bullet for her./p
p dir="ltr""I think I love you too, Midnight." Mars whispers into her ear, kissing her head of hair./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight smiles in her sleep, having flitted and out of her state to hear the sweet comment. She gave her heart, her body, her soul to someone she saw as worth it. Her feelings would prove to be correct which helped to lighten her mood. Her cheerful mood had her wanting to lift the spirits of the Douglas family, but how?/p
p dir="ltr"Her eyes gently open at the first sign of gold rays hitting her tan caramel complexion, reminding her she hadn't given them their gifts she made for them./p
p dir="ltr"Could her kind gesture help make them feel better? She wouldn't know until she tried./p
p dir="ltr"/p
p dir="ltr"strongfont face="Nimbus Mono L, monospace"span lang="zh-CN"《/span/fontMARS IS NOT A BAD GUY. He has genuine /strongstrongfeelings/strongstrong for Midnight who /strongstrongreciprocates/strongstrong them. Yes, some people may lose /strongstrongtheir/strongstrong virginity at the age of fourteen while others don't [some may not ever lose their /strongstrongvirginity/strongstrong by choice], but /strongstrongyou/strongstrong shouldn't be afraid to be yourself. You shouldn't be /strongstrongashamed/strongstrong if you do or don't. Under these circumstances, Midnight does because he's the first sweet /strongstronghearted/strongstrong person she becomes close with upon all that has happened to her. Don't bite my head off, because not all abuse victims of sexual assault or depression are all the same. /strong/p
p dir="ltr"strongI feel like I have to stress this point so some won't get offended if they read this. Midnight /strongemstrongalways /strong/emstrongreturns to being kind, energetic, creative and a bit challenging because it's her spirit like Colt is sarcastic and stubborn [I don't care what year it is.] Anyway, hope y'all are enjoying!font face="Nimbus Mono L, monospace"span lang="zh-CN"》/span/font/strong/p
p dir="ltr"Midnight giggles, feeling the wind whip in her hair. She holds strongtight /strongto the backside of Mars who is driving them down the highway on his motorcycle. The emhappiest /emshe had been in awhile so happens to be her current strongpredicament. /strongShe comes to sight Mars as a giant, cuddly teddy bear she wishes she could bring home./p
p dir="ltr"Currently, he was taking her to visit her biological father. He got her to agree as they began a romance of their own./p
p dir="ltr""I emthink /emI'm in love." Midnight giggles, loving the wind grazing her skin./p
p dir="ltr"Mars chuckles, softly shaking his dark head of hair. He turns off the engine, coming to a stop outside the secretive biker bar. "You must be; to agree to come see your father for me."/p
p dir="ltr""Not for you. With you." Midnight giggles, softly jabbing his toned chest. She smirks to herself as her mind began to wander. She twirls to the door awaiting her new love to join her./p
p dir="ltr"Mars lightly strides over, large hands in his pockets. He gave a light knock in the door, having already spoken to Vincent before they came over./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight chose to take his offer during the end of the school week to get away from all the sadness in the Douglas home. She didn't tell anybody where she was going, rolling her eyes at how nobody would notice./p
p dir="ltr""Midnight!" Vincent beams, pulling his daughter into a soft embrace. He wanted to hold tightly to his babygirl. Sure, he emprobably /emhad other kids he knew of but, he had one daughter by one woman solely. How? He'd have to ask the Gods when his time came./p
p dir="ltr""Vin...uh, Viper?" Midnight squeaks in confusion on what to call the man. She wasn't about to start calling the man father- biological or not. She is reluctant to return the hug./p
p dir="ltr""You don't have to call me father. I know I haven't been much of one. You were right to tell me off the other day. I didn't bother to reach out to you in hopes of keeping you safe from danger." Vincent sluggishly sighs, releasing his grip on the girl./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight wants to toss her arms around him, breathing in the cigar smoke blended into a hint of aftershave yet she doesn't. She can't forgive the man. It's too soon. Where would the fun in that be?/p
p dir="ltr""I strongagreed /strongto come for the sake of my date. I'm still not forgiving you." Midnight says, beginning to shrug off her jacket. She walks over to the bar, placing her jacket on the sleek counter./p
p dir="ltr""I don't care. I'm stronghappy /strongyou made the effort. I'll try to make it up to you if you'd let me. Who's your date?" Vincent furrows his eyebrows by the last part./p
p dir="ltr""I'm taking your strongdaughter /strongto see a flick. I have another surprise for her." Mars speaks up, moving to place a hand softly on her shoulder./p
p dir="ltr"It's the first time Midnight felt safe. She bit down softly on her tongue as anticipated excitement builds up in her. She truly strongdid /strongbelieve love is how she felt at the time./p
p dir="ltr""Oh, I strongapprove/strong. Mars is a good guy. A bit rough around the edges, but he seems perfect for you." Vincent sends her a soft smile./p
p dir="ltr"Mars chuckles, running a tan hand in his hair. His eyes shoot to Midnight who perks up. "Either way, I'm ready to hit up the town."/p
p dir="ltr""It's a city, Midnight." Vincent softly coos, earning a scowl from the girl./p
p dir="ltr""You got the point, right?" Midnight sasses, placing her hands on her hips. She grabs up her leather jacket, stuffing her arms into it. She is the first to exit the bar followed in short by Mars./p
p dir="ltr"•••/p
p dir="ltr"The dark blue reflection of the waves were a beautiful sight underneath the pale moonlight. A cool breeze ran in the air, sending shivers down one's spine./p
p dir="ltr""I think strongDallas /strongis my favorite character. In and out of the Outsiders book." Midnight softly smiles, laying her head on his shoulder./p
p dir="ltr"Mars took her to see the flick then took her to a picnic on the river. He found a neat little place with some overgrown grass, blossoming lavender flowers underneath a rotting outside patio. He had placed a blanket on the ground for his date to get comfortable. His eyes settle on the twinkling stars, flitting across the darkened skies. "So, you hate children?"/p
p dir="ltr""I don't want any. I would love to be with someone, but they'd have to accept I don't want children or marriage. I want love, acceptance, and art." Midnight sheepishly smiles, voicing her slight agreement./p
p dir="ltr""You don't hate children then?" Mars playfully nudges the girl. He lays beside her as his breath comes out in cold wisps./p
p dir="ltr"The emChristmas/em holiday had come to pass, but gone without Midnight noticing. She had skipped being home on said holiday, steadily going off with Mars./p
p dir="ltr""No, I don't hate children. I'd love for my-step mother to have children of her own. They haven't returned." Midnight softly sighs./p
p dir="ltr"Mars strokes a strand of hair from her face. He caresses her cheek, "Night, you are not alone. In any of this. I'll keep you safe if you'll let me."/p
p dir="ltr"Midnight lightly bites her bottom lip. Her eyes flicker to him, seeing the concern held by genuinty in his gold eyes. Honestly, she never did feel safer which is why she nods. "I'd love that. Be my guy?"/p
p dir="ltr""Be my girl?" Mars asks, gently moving in. His breath is inches from her face. He props himself on either elbow on the ground beside her shoulders./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight giggles, softly reaching up to stroke a strongstrand /strongof his hair from his face. She knows what she wants, feeling emnothing/em but love in her heart. Her strongdepression /stronghas long resided. "Yes."/p
p dir="ltr""Of course, I'll be your guy. If you need anybody beat up then let me know." Mars smiles, waiting for a signal to kiss her. He didn't want to be rude or rushful in his haste for the fourteen year old./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight can't strongtake /strongthe anticipation much longer. She reaches up, snaking her arms gently around his neck. She pulls Mars closer, eagerly nodding. "I'm ready to be all yours. I mean every word of it. I emthink /emI love you."/p
p dir="ltr"Mars lifts an eyebrow, "are you sure this is what you want?"/p
p dir="ltr""Absolutely." Midnight agrees. She watches him empull /emwhat one uses for protection on such a night as this emspecial /emone from his pocket./p
p dir="ltr"Mars begins to softly kiss her. A warm, inviting, passionate kiss turns into a rough, sloppy, heated makeout session./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight moans, finally allowing herself some pleasure from all she's been accomplishing. She strongheld /strongno regret for the night of passion, pleasure, and a little pain to spice things up. A few giggles came from the girl, semi causing Mars to raise an eyebrow at her odd reaction to losing her virginity to him in the night. She emfell /emasleep in his arms soon after emlightly /emsnoring./p
p dir="ltr"Mars made sure to cover her up so she wouldn't freeze to death. He let her snuggle into him, wrapping muscular arms tightly around the tiny female. His heart never beat so fiercely for someone before. He knew he'd do anything for her. He'd take a bullet for her./p
p dir="ltr""I think I love you too, Midnight." Mars whispers into her ear, kissing her head of hair./p
p dir="ltr"Midnight smiles in her sleep, having flitted and out of her state to hear the sweet comment. She gave her heart, her body, her soul to someone she saw as worth it. Her feelings would prove to be correct which helped to lighten her mood. Her cheerful mood had her wanting to lift the spirits of the Douglas family, but how?/p
p dir="ltr"Her eyes gently open at the first sign of gold rays hitting her tan caramel complexion, reminding her she hadn't given them their gifts she made for them./p
p dir="ltr"Could her kind gesture help make them feel better? She wouldn't know until she tried./p
p dir="ltr"/p
p dir="ltr"strongfont face="Nimbus Mono L, monospace"span lang="zh-CN"《/span/fontMARS IS NOT A BAD GUY. He has genuine /strongstrongfeelings/strongstrong for Midnight who /strongstrongreciprocates/strongstrong them. Yes, some people may lose /strongstrongtheir/strongstrong virginity at the age of fourteen while others don't [some may not ever lose their /strongstrongvirginity/strongstrong by choice], but /strongstrongyou/strongstrong shouldn't be afraid to be yourself. You shouldn't be /strongstrongashamed/strongstrong if you do or don't. Under these circumstances, Midnight does because he's the first sweet /strongstronghearted/strongstrong person she becomes close with upon all that has happened to her. Don't bite my head off, because not all abuse victims of sexual assault or depression are all the same. /strong/p
p dir="ltr"strongI feel like I have to stress this point so some won't get offended if they read this. Midnight /strongemstrongalways /strong/emstrongreturns to being kind, energetic, creative and a bit challenging because it's her spirit like Colt is sarcastic and stubborn [I don't care what year it is.] Anyway, hope y'all are enjoying!font face="Nimbus Mono L, monospace"span lang="zh-CN"》/span/font/strong/p