Hi! Well I'm not sure if anyone's reading, but if you are I hope you're enjoying the story. I hope everyone had a pleasant Christmas and/or Hanukkah.
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All Darien knew were Serena's lips. Anything beyond him or her didn't exist anymore and he couldn't care less. The feel of her velvety soft lips doing wonders to his made him give off a most inarticulate moan of appreciation. His hands had started out on her back, then his left hand slowly made it's way to her breast. Darien didn't know how much more he could take of this pleasure before he passed out from the exquisite sensations created just from kissing this gorgeous creature in front of him.
All of a sudden Darien felt a light tap on his forehead. It didn't deter him though, he continued his explorations of Serena's mouth and body. That is until the light tap became a sound smack. The next thing he saw was Serena staring at him with the most confused look upon her face. Darien blushed a bright red, realizing he had allowed his mind to drift to….other things. Before he said anything he just looked at her, really looked. She was about 5'6, just barely coming up to his shoulders. Her hair was as golden as the sun's rays and thrown into a messy bun, but he could tell her hair went to at least her waist. Wisps of her hair falling into her gorgeous ocean blue eyes. Darien's gaze was glued to Serena's eyes. Sure he had seen plenty of blonde haired, blue eyed women, but her eye's seemed to sparkle. Darien noticed the very subtle flecks of silver in the depths of Serena's eyes. He could get lost in those eyes, in fact….
"Um, Mr. Shields? Are you alright? You've been quiet an awful long while." Serena stood in front of the dark haired man. She noticed his eyes were distant as if trying to grasp a concept, known only to him. She took this time to appraise him. At first glance, yes he seemed very attractive, but at second glance he seemed like a god. His dark midnight blue eyes seemed turbulent and rough. His eyes matched perfectly with his onyx hair. The man's hair looked better than hers. This made Serena smile, 'not many men care enough about their hair.' His skin was an even tone with his eyes and hair. Then there was his body, oh lord his body. Serena and the girls had spent many a sleep-overs giggling and fantasizing about what their dream man would look like. The man in front of Serena, seemed better than the fantasy. Darien, yes Darien was his name, seemed like a Greek myth. One of the Greek's heroic men. The ones who would gladly battle a three headed snake to save the love of his life. Personally Serena liked the Greek's men who wore only toga's. Both Darien and Serena were taken from their thoughts when three women came into the auto-shop.
"Serena? Is there a problem? You were supposed to meet us at the diner half an hour ago." The raven haired woman spoke to Serena, eyeing Darien the entire time. Darien noticed all three women looking him up and down. He smirked, 'typical.' The raven haired woman with the violet eyes, was accompanied by a woman with long chestnut hair, that she had tied up into a pony-tail and another woman with hair so dark it looked blue when the light caught it. Each woman, Darien thought, had a certain air about them. They all seemed very confident, very elegant, very precious. His attention however, was redirected to the blushing blonde next to him.
"A heh, yea," Serena laughed nervously as though she had been caught robbing a little girl's piggy bank. "Mr. Shields came by a little after we closed. I told him to come back tomorrow at nine but he didn't seem to listen to me. Then Trevor's came by and things got a little, um uneasy…" Serena trailed off not really wanting to go into details. She noticed the girls all giving her a questioning look, then how their eyes seemed to simultaneously revert back to Darien, who she realized was very close to her "personal space." Serena quickly moved away as though he were a marshmallow about to explode. For this she received a look from Darien which she could only describe as cocky, 'bastard.'
Serena tried to make herself look busy. With a rag in hand she started polishing away unseen blotches from the pickup. Then quickly started to clean up. She could feel all their eyes on her as if they could make her turn around with their minds. But she especially felt his eyes on her. Oddly enough that didn't make her uncomfortable, what made her uncomfortable was that the thought of him looking at her made her skin heat up. It made her heart beat quicken and her palms began to sweat. 'What the hell is wrong with me?! He's just another suit. Given he's an incredibly gorgeous suit but a suit nonetheless.' Before she could continue to reprimand herself for her traitorous thoughts a gasp from Amy had her turning around to face the woman.
"Oh my god! Serena your hand! It's bleeding! Let me see it now." Amy's usually timid voice became the booming epitome of authority. Serena obediently outstretched her hand towards her friend. Amy gingerly took Serena's hand, lightly turning it so she could get a better view at the injury. It was deep that was for sure, she needed stitches before her body's natural healers started to act.
"Serena let's go. We gotta get some stitches on that knuckle of yours before it's too late for stitches." Amy could already see Serena preparing to argue, 'the woman is absolutely a child when it comes to the doctor. Well if she hates it so much she should stop over-working herself!'
"Serena you're not going to argue with me on this. Do you wanna get another infection? Remember when you almost lost your pinky finger?" To remind the blonde who was obviously contemplating the severity of the injury on her knuckle, Amy picked up Serena' pinky finger to show her the large scar running almost the entire length of the small finger. Serena sighed, acknowledging her obvious defeat. She turned towards Darien and began.
"Mr. Shields, thank you for everything you did for me. But it looks as though I'm being forced to have a lunatic in a white smock stab me repeatedly with a needle." Raye, Lita, and Amy all rolled their eyes at Serena's exaggeration. Darien just chuckled at the woman's apparent disgust for doctors. Hearing him chuckle sent a pleasant chill down Serena's spine.
"Of course. I'm sorry for my previous behavior. Please go to the doctors. Your health is much more important than my car. I'll just uh, rent a room somewhere. Any suggestions?" he inquired.
"The Cotton Comfort is a very lovely bed and breakfast. Just head North for about three miles. Tell the owners you're a friend of ours. They'll see to it that you get a room for however you intend on staying in town. Any idea on how long that will be?" Serena tried to subtly slide the question in. Darien smiled at her attempt.
"That's for you to decide." He replied with a seductive smile.
"Whaa? Um I'm sorry?" Serena was completely thrown off guard by his sudden change in demeanor.
"Well you're the one who's going to tell me how long it'll take you to fix my car. So I just figured you'd know how long I'd be in town." Darien again smiled, but this was a smile of knowing that he got to the woman, and in a very good way. Realization finally dawned on Serena as to what the man was trying to do to her. Well he was in for a surprise. Women may throw themselves at him in the city but they weren't in the city and she wasn't just some airhead. Serena cocked one of her perfect eyebrows and stated,
"Of course. I think my loss of blood has affected my judgment and my ability to recognize an idiot." Serena lowered her eyebrow and continued, "Oh I'm so sorry, I meant my ability to recognize an idiotic question!" Serena laughed lightly. Her comment seemed to remove Darien's smug smile. This made Serena smile brightly. At this all four women ushered Darien outside so they could lock up, they then got into a car and made their way in the direction of what he assumed to be the hospital. Darien just smiled to himself, 'I've always loved a challenge,' and then continued on his way to the Cotton Comfort.
They got to the hospital in record time. They had taken Raye's car and she insisted on driving. Once Raye noticed how much blood was coming from the cut on Serena's hand she stepped on the gas peddle, hard. The passengers in her car all flew back into their seats screaming. They finally reached the hospital, the three girls jumped out of the car practically kissing the ground. Raye just looked at them as though they were crazy. When asked why she was driving like a bat out of hell she simply replied,
"I saw how much blood Serena was losing and realized there was a very good chance that it would get on my leather seats!" Amy and Lita quickly grabbed Serena as she lunged at the raven haired woman. Raye just smiled and shrugged her shoulders. They entered the all too familiar waiting room of the hospital. Raye went up the nurse who was currently running the administration office. She made casual conversation with the woman named Rose.
"I've never seen you working here. Are you new?" The nurse was middle age, slight traces of silver in her dark blonde hair, and crow's feet starting to make their presence known.
"Oh yes, I moved here after my husband left. This was his home town. He was always talking about this place, like it was some Garden of Eden. So I figured 'what the hell!' I mean I didn't have anything keeping me in California. And now I'm babbling my life story to a complete stranger who probably thinks I'm a loon." The woman began to laugh softly. 'Her laugh is so familiar.' Confused by that thought Raye just smiled and continued her conversation with the woman.
"No not at all. I'm sorry to hear about your husband. My dad ran off when I was only six. Never seen him or heard from him since. Good riddens though! I highly doubt I missed out on anything." Raye replied, feeling the need to share something about herself to the woman who had so willingly divulged something so important about herself.
"Oh that's awful! Why is it men always run away?"
"Well it's not only men. Women spook pretty easy too ya know. My friend over there, the blonde, her mother left when she just six months old. Never heard a word from her mother. Luckily though her father has always been there for her. But there are some things a father just can't give to a little girl without a mother ya know?" The woman named Rose, nodded her head in agreement.
"You know, when my husband left he took our child with him. She wasn't even a year old yet and he took her from me. I don't even know if she's ok." Tears started to form behind the woman's eyes and she quickly brushed them away before they could make their way down her face for all the world to see. Rose looked at Raye and blushed. Never before had she revealed that to anyone. She hardly even talked about it.
"I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that to you. I guess it's easier to talk to a complete stranger than to someone who knows you. Strangers can't judge you, that's what family's for. That's what my husband always used to say. I never quite understood that until now." When Rose looked back up at Raye she noticed the woman had gone slightly pale, as though she had seen something beyond horrifying. But before she could ask the reason for the drastic change the woman with the raven haired just smiled, nodded, and handed back the papers. Raye said goodbye and a polite 'nice meeting you.' She stumbled back to where Serena and the girls were sitting. Raye sat in a chair, thinking hard, a memory slowly coming back to her.
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It was summer vacation. The girls had just finished their third year of grammar school.
"Fourth grade here we come!" Was the secret phrase they had chosen. The secret phrase gave them entry to the secret club house they had created in Serena's tree-house. All four girls had gathered in the tree-house for their annual summer sleep-over. It was a tradition that had started in kindergarten and had followed them throughout the years. Each year they would gather at one of their houses and be children. At the first annual summer sleep-over they locked Lita's cat in the dryer. Then at the second they stuck a pillow to Raye's living room fan, needless to say there were feathers everywhere. Finally at the third, Amy's poor dog never saw it coming.
Now it was their fourth annual summer sleep-over. When they were all settled into their sleeping bags, each girl with a bag of candy and a flashlight in hand they started the much dreaded, much anticipated game of Truth or Dare. Unfortunately for Raye she had chosen dare, luckily for everyone they knew what to make her do.
"Now remember if you don't do it, you have to eat three, count em three worms!" Lita said shoving the paper cup filled with worms towards Raye. Raye made a face of disgust, took a deep breath and slowly made her way out the tree-house and to Mr. Brown's tool shed. Her dare was to take his favorite wrench. Raye still remembers when her mom had asked if she could borrow a wrench from Mr. Brown. He had grudgingly let her take it but not before making her sign a written confession that she had borrowed it and that she would replace it if anything, god help her, happened to it.
Raye quietly crept into the dark, dusty tool shed. Their were no cobwebs as she had expected. In fact Raye didn't even think she saw dust. The shed was neatly organized. All the tools were arranged with other common tools. Some by size others by color or make. Then she saw it. The shiny silver metal of Mr. Brown's favorite wrench hanging on the wall in between two other wrenches. She carefully made her way over to where it was hanging. She reached up her tiny hand, held her breath and grabbed it quickly off the rack. Raye hugged the wrench to her tiny body, her eyes squeezed shut. Raye stayed that way for about three minutes before she finally realized she had gotten away with it.
Wanting to exit the shed as quickly as possible Raye made a mad dash for the door. Unfortunately she had not seen the rake that was ever so slightly out of place. She tripped, fell, and brought the rake down with her. The handle of the rake went right through the only glass window in the shed. The force of the impact caused the entire rack of wrenches to fall off it's hinges. The sound of the metal wrenches clanging to the ground mixed with the breaking of the glass. All Raye could do was stare with her mouth wide open.
"Serena! Quick get your dad! Mr. Brown turned on his lights! Hurry before he gets Raye!" Lita's urgent yelling made Serena run all the faster into her home to retrieve her father. Serena, Amy and Lita followed closely behind Mr. Johnson. Their little legs practically running to keep up with the long strides his legs were taking. They reached Mr. Brown's house in time to see him grabbing Raye by the arm and shaking her violently all the while yelling quite loudly at her. Tears were streaming down Raye's face and she tried unsuccessfully to free herself from his grip.
"Mr. Brown remove your hands from that child now before I remove them for you." Serena had never heard her father use that tone before. She couldn't see his face, it was too dark. But Serena noticed Mr. Brown releasing Raye, then turning on his heel and slamming his house door shut behind him. Serena tried to go to Raye but her father stopped her.
"Serena wait here. I'd like to talk to Raye." Serena could only nod as she watched her father's tall form walk towards the place a crying Raye was huddled on the cold ground.
"Raye get up please." Raye looked up at Mr. Johnson and after whimpering some more got up. She wiped her nose. Trying to stop her tears from falling.
"Raye what were you doing in Mr. Brown's shed? You know you're not allowed here." Though his voice was stern it held concern.
"Lita dared me to take his wrench. If I didn't they were gonna make me eat three worms! I know it was wrong! I was gonna return it, honest! But then I tripped and then he was yelling at me saying I was a wretched little girl and….and…" Raye started to sob again. Mr. Johnson lowered himself to her height and silently urged her to continue.
"And he said it was no wonder my daddy left." With that Raye broke down. Serena's father pulled Raye to him, hugging her tightly. When her sobs finally started to subside he put her at arms lengths, looked her in the eyes and began,
"Raye listen to me. Mr. Brown is just a mean old man. You are NOT, I repeat are NOT a 'wretched little girl.' A handful, yes, a bit destructive," He said with a smile when he noticed Raye started to giggle, "but not wretched. As for your father. He's just missing out on the treasure that you are. It's always easier to believe the bad things about yourself, but just remember, strangers can't judge you, that's what family's for." He said with a wink. With that Serena's father picked up a smiling Raye, took Serena's hand, and led the rest of the girl's back to their tree house.
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Well I hope you liked it. If so please leave me a review. I know I'm probably getting a bit repetitive but what else can I do? Well until next time
~Snowflake~