Chapter 28 (I'm both sad, and delighted ask uou to: enjoy the ENDING!)
Rachel put her hand on his sweating arms. "You should talk to her." As Stanton pulled into the driveway, he groaned. "I've been trying to." As Rachel unlocked the door, she said. "I'm not talking about kissing, I'm talking about SPEAKING to her!" "At times I don't even know what to say." He said as he set the keys under the floor mat. Rachel slammed the door, and stomped over to him. "You love Serena, right?" She demanded.
"Yes." At no other times, was it any harder to admit that. A lump came into his throat, and a heavy weight came into his chest. He realized he hadn't nearly said enough endearments to Serena lately. Without another word, he ran into the house, took a quick shower, and changed into sweats. His shadow flew gracefully to Serena's.
The power of the Atrox wouldn't come to him anytime soon. He touched the purple ring on a thick chain. Instead of blistering his fingers, it actually brought a sweet comfort. So long as the spirits of his father, brother, sister, Hekate, and Serena were inside of him, then he would survive just fine. He smiled at the love, faith, and power bestowed into the ring.
Protegas et Amor Innocentes, et Deleas et Despicor Malum. Protect and love the Innocent, and destroy and hate the Evil. Say these words to summon the power of the rings, It shall protect you when it's time. Hekate. He smiled as if a blessing had just been put upon him. Finally, he reached the dark brick house. He looked up, and the lights were still on. Looking down at his feet, he knew it was time to test one of his new powers.
He spread out his arms, and his power surged. The unholy power pained him at first, but soon, it spread easily through his body. He focused the power to his feet, and they came up from the ground. He raised slowly into the air, and he flew higher, and higher still, until he was at Serena's windows. He tried to keep his concentration, and look inside at the same time.
Serena's back was facing the window, and her fingers were unzipping her dress. Not able to unglue his eyes from her, he sighed as she disrobed. Her dress came down, and as it came off, his feet shook, and his heart pounded against it's cage. Stanton's eyes widened, and he accidently let go of the hold that was on his body. His concentration finally lost, he came crashing down.
His landing caused a loud thud on the ground. His arm was broken, but he got up. He heard the opening of the balcony doors open with a the twist of the gold knobs. He swiped away the grass. Furious at himself, he cursed under his breath. "Stanton?" He looked up, a tiny pink flush rising. His arm violently twisted into it's place, but Serena didn't seem to notice. He sighed, and flew up into her room.
When he made it inside, the only thing she was wearing was her pajama top, and her white panties. For her sake, he turned away. She groaned, and hurriedly put on the bottoms, but she didn't blush. Somehow, a certain, unknown intimacy kept the blood out of her face. "So...What are you doing here?" He turned back at her, and despite the confusion on her face, her eyes showed a tiny bit of longing. "And...uh...without a shirt..."
He knew there was a lot of anger inside of Serena that needed to be released. And he knew just how to get it out. He blinked, then finally looked into her beautiful face. A look of pure hunger was pasted into his eyes. It incited fear from hers. "I came to talk to you." He said huskily. He softly reached for her, but she yanked away. Her anger was finally pushed to the boiling point.
"How can you do this to me!?" She stomped around the room. "I've been trying to talk, and kiss you, all week! But NO, we've only been able to kiss once without interruptions! Every time I try to talk, you disappear! And now, Rachel comes along and you neglect me more than ever! I tried to give you two space to catch up, but now, we'll be the one's needing space!" Her arms crossed, she plopped onto her bed, crying silently.
He walked up to her, and held her tight. She embraced him, and he let the storm pass. He stroked the back of her pajamas. And the droplets on his bare back didn't bother him at all. He pulled back, looked at her lovely face, then into her beautiful eyes. "I know that I've been very negligent this week Serena. You're right, I have no excuse. And Rachel and I have caught up enough for now. This isn't an excuse, I really am sorry."
Her lower lip jutted out, and she pounded at his chest. "Why the hell is it so hard to stay mad at you!?" Laughing, she dropped her hands. He smiled and lifted her chin. "Better?" he asked. She nodded while fingering his earring. "Like it?" "Yeah." She paused, then laughed and threw her arms around his neck. "I love you Stanton." He wrapped his arms around her, and said, "I love you Serena."
Her lips pressed to his and they finally loved in peace. Their mouths opened as everyone, and everything else in the world disappeared. She was curiously seeking, he was patiently gentle. A sweet excitement overwhelmed him as they gave each other as much love, passion, and care as they could. Stanton smiled as he realized a knowledge that only he would know for quite some time. He leaned the willing Serena onto the bed.
(I have an epilogue/Chapter 29. Any questions, ask now. I'll thank you later. Asta!)
Rachel put her hand on his sweating arms. "You should talk to her." As Stanton pulled into the driveway, he groaned. "I've been trying to." As Rachel unlocked the door, she said. "I'm not talking about kissing, I'm talking about SPEAKING to her!" "At times I don't even know what to say." He said as he set the keys under the floor mat. Rachel slammed the door, and stomped over to him. "You love Serena, right?" She demanded.
"Yes." At no other times, was it any harder to admit that. A lump came into his throat, and a heavy weight came into his chest. He realized he hadn't nearly said enough endearments to Serena lately. Without another word, he ran into the house, took a quick shower, and changed into sweats. His shadow flew gracefully to Serena's.
The power of the Atrox wouldn't come to him anytime soon. He touched the purple ring on a thick chain. Instead of blistering his fingers, it actually brought a sweet comfort. So long as the spirits of his father, brother, sister, Hekate, and Serena were inside of him, then he would survive just fine. He smiled at the love, faith, and power bestowed into the ring.
Protegas et Amor Innocentes, et Deleas et Despicor Malum. Protect and love the Innocent, and destroy and hate the Evil. Say these words to summon the power of the rings, It shall protect you when it's time. Hekate. He smiled as if a blessing had just been put upon him. Finally, he reached the dark brick house. He looked up, and the lights were still on. Looking down at his feet, he knew it was time to test one of his new powers.
He spread out his arms, and his power surged. The unholy power pained him at first, but soon, it spread easily through his body. He focused the power to his feet, and they came up from the ground. He raised slowly into the air, and he flew higher, and higher still, until he was at Serena's windows. He tried to keep his concentration, and look inside at the same time.
Serena's back was facing the window, and her fingers were unzipping her dress. Not able to unglue his eyes from her, he sighed as she disrobed. Her dress came down, and as it came off, his feet shook, and his heart pounded against it's cage. Stanton's eyes widened, and he accidently let go of the hold that was on his body. His concentration finally lost, he came crashing down.
His landing caused a loud thud on the ground. His arm was broken, but he got up. He heard the opening of the balcony doors open with a the twist of the gold knobs. He swiped away the grass. Furious at himself, he cursed under his breath. "Stanton?" He looked up, a tiny pink flush rising. His arm violently twisted into it's place, but Serena didn't seem to notice. He sighed, and flew up into her room.
When he made it inside, the only thing she was wearing was her pajama top, and her white panties. For her sake, he turned away. She groaned, and hurriedly put on the bottoms, but she didn't blush. Somehow, a certain, unknown intimacy kept the blood out of her face. "So...What are you doing here?" He turned back at her, and despite the confusion on her face, her eyes showed a tiny bit of longing. "And...uh...without a shirt..."
He knew there was a lot of anger inside of Serena that needed to be released. And he knew just how to get it out. He blinked, then finally looked into her beautiful face. A look of pure hunger was pasted into his eyes. It incited fear from hers. "I came to talk to you." He said huskily. He softly reached for her, but she yanked away. Her anger was finally pushed to the boiling point.
"How can you do this to me!?" She stomped around the room. "I've been trying to talk, and kiss you, all week! But NO, we've only been able to kiss once without interruptions! Every time I try to talk, you disappear! And now, Rachel comes along and you neglect me more than ever! I tried to give you two space to catch up, but now, we'll be the one's needing space!" Her arms crossed, she plopped onto her bed, crying silently.
He walked up to her, and held her tight. She embraced him, and he let the storm pass. He stroked the back of her pajamas. And the droplets on his bare back didn't bother him at all. He pulled back, looked at her lovely face, then into her beautiful eyes. "I know that I've been very negligent this week Serena. You're right, I have no excuse. And Rachel and I have caught up enough for now. This isn't an excuse, I really am sorry."
Her lower lip jutted out, and she pounded at his chest. "Why the hell is it so hard to stay mad at you!?" Laughing, she dropped her hands. He smiled and lifted her chin. "Better?" he asked. She nodded while fingering his earring. "Like it?" "Yeah." She paused, then laughed and threw her arms around his neck. "I love you Stanton." He wrapped his arms around her, and said, "I love you Serena."
Her lips pressed to his and they finally loved in peace. Their mouths opened as everyone, and everything else in the world disappeared. She was curiously seeking, he was patiently gentle. A sweet excitement overwhelmed him as they gave each other as much love, passion, and care as they could. Stanton smiled as he realized a knowledge that only he would know for quite some time. He leaned the willing Serena onto the bed.
(I have an epilogue/Chapter 29. Any questions, ask now. I'll thank you later. Asta!)