Want


The pale moonlight shone through Dallas' hair. Ivy's shining brown waves fall gently over her shoulders. Her beautiful eyes shine brightly, despite the darkness.
I need someone she tells Dally.
Someone to do what?
To keep me safe and protected
Of course..getting laid is now the last thing on his mind.
You don't need protecting, you're a tough chick
I know it seems that way.....I'm only acting like this to cover my insecurities
Let me take you in my strong , manly arms and kiss away the pain
Oh Dally!
Ivy....I love you!
How can you...you barely know me, and no one can love me
I can't help it. I don't care if we know nothing about each other
Then there's something you should know
What is it sweetheart?
I'm pregnant
But darling, we haven't been together that long
Its not yours....I'm so sorry!
She starts to cry and he manages to comfort her and drive at the same time.
Its all right, everyone makes mistakes
I don't even know who the father is
I'll take care of you and the baby
Dallas, will you really
Of course...past this rugged cold hearted exterior, is a family man
I know, I know you truly care for others and like to watch sunrises
Yes.....will you marry me Ivy?
Yes! But...we're not eighteen yet
It'll have to be legal somewhere
And you'll help raise the baby that isn't yours and never cheat on me?
That's right honey

They share a passionate kiss and Dally still manages to drive.
After a little while, they pulled up to Buck's and got out of the car. Dally took Ivy's hand and held it tightly.
I love you Ivy Samantha Logan
I love you Dallas Anthony Winston
Because of their great love for each other, they suddenly knew eachother's full names. They started to kiss passionately again. Then a crazed maniac burst through the door and shot Ivy. Dallas was so grief stricken for his lost love that he pretended to to have a gun in front of the police, and he died too.






Oh...come on.....did you guys really think I'd write that and mean it...On to the real story.


As we drove Dallas put a hand on my knee. Every few minutes or so he would move his hand up a little.
What are you doing? I asked him through gritted teeth.
Don't be like that, you know you want it
' Be..like..what
Every word out of my mouth is laced with venom.
A tease, you know you want it
I hate to admit it, but he's right. I do want it. Rather, I want him.
I'm just not used to being in a car
I decide about three seconds later that that was the worst excuse that I have ever come up with. His hand is now barely under my skirt and he makes no attempts to stop.
Get used to it he mumbles.
All that I can do now is glare at him and his hand creeps up even further. I don't trust myself to speak.
Looks like you're ready to party he informs me and smirks.
I continue to glare at him and give him a small smirk of my own.

This is the place He says as we pull up to a house.
I can smell the place through the car. The scents of beer, cigarette smoke and sex invade my senses.
What the hell is that?
Whoever lives here has no taste in music.
Hank Williams
He says this like it leaves a bad taste in his mouth.
You'll get used to it he adds
I hope not.
We walk inside and Dally greets several of the people inside. They all look too drunk to know who he is. Except for one girl, leaning against the wall, cigarette dangling from her fingers.
Who's that?
I nod my head in her direction and look at Dallas.
How the hell should I know?
I thought you were the ladies man
I mean to be sarcastic when I say this. I still want him though, so I disguise it as being flirtatious. I know the score.
Haven't seen her before

I nod and look over at her again. She is the average body type, dark blonde hair to her shoulder, eyes that watch everyone with suspicion.
I want her.
What the hell I mutter
Dallas is too busy feeling up a line of girls to respond to me.
Did I really want that girl?
She looks over at me and gives me a small half smile.
I do want her, but not the way I want Dallas.
Here
He returns and hands me a weak looking beer in a small plastic cup.
Thanks
My mother always believed in manners.
Don't mention it
I try not to think of doctor visits as I swallow the contents in one lone gulp. Is it just me or does Dallas seem impressed.
You a drinker?
I want to tell him that curiosity killed the cat. Because he is a lynx, this will not be good for him.
Some I reply
If I'm going to fuck him, I don't want him dead. Not until after anyway.


He nods and searches for something to say.
Not much of a talker are you?
He know has a reason to speak.
Why talk when there's other things to do
I nodded absently. The girl by the wall has now moved into another room. I resist the strange urge to follow her.
What do you say?
What do I say to what? I ask cooly.
Mentally, I thank myself for not saying huh, or something.
There should be a few empty rooms
Dallas is no body's fool. He knows that this is the only reason I came here.

He doesn't say anything. I know from the glint in his eyes that he knows he will get lucky tonight.
Come on
He starts to walk away and indicates for me to follow. I walk up to him and kiss him. He returns my kiss for a few moments and then pulls away.
What was that for?
If we're gonna get a room......
I trail off suggestively.
Oh, yeah
A man of few words, but not a bad kisser. I can't tell him that part of the reason that I did that was to see if I envisioned that girl in his place. I didn't, but in my mind I see her watching us, and she gives me a half smile.
This time when she walks into another room I follow her.


I only make it to the doorway.





Ok...that was chapter 4, I couldn't resist the MS beginning....
Tell me what you thought.
Fyre