Dylan and David lied still on the bed. David, asleep. Dylan, thinking.
Thinking about Anthony. Every time they did it, she'd feel more guilty.
She hadn't even had sex with Anthony yet, and she'd all ready done it with David. Dylan couldn't go along with this anymore. She had to choose one guy.
Dylan sat up, she raped her robe around her and walked up to the door. She jiggled the handle, it opened! Dylan looked behind her, to check and see if David was still asleep. He rolled over and hugged the pillow next to him, obviously thinking it was her. She heard him snoring, he was definitely asleep.
She walked down the dark steel halls shivering at the coldness of the floor as she walked barefoot.
All of the doors were painted black. But she could see one in the distance, it was white.
She quickly walked up to it and cracked the door open. She could see five of David's henchman and a very short, gray haired man yelling at them.
"We need to set the bomb off on Friday. No exceptions! As long as my son is occupied with that girl, everything will go as planned..." The man paced back in forth, twitching with nervousness, he looked like he had a little too much coffee.
"Of course Mr. Perry. But I have a suggestion..." Dylan couldn't see the man who was talking, but he had a very deep voice, she could feel it in the ground when he walked.
"One girl to re populate the earth? I don't think that's going to work..." Dr. Perry nodded in confusion, then shook his head no.
"I need to have blood relatives. If all of the man working for me got a girl, not everyone would come from my blood line. If I'm going to father the world, I need relatives." The gray man coughed.
"I'm your nephew!" Walter Perry nodded in approval.
"If you get a girl, that's fine. But only relatives get to." She heard the other man laugh.
"What about that's girls two other friends. I could have fun with them." Dylan raised an eyebrow at the mans voice. She hated him already.
Wham. A fierce pain struck her in the back, she tumbled into the room, bumping into Walter Perry's shoes. She turned around, wanting to see who had just kicked her. To her surprise, it was David.
"So, you were just playing with my emotions? You don't really love me, you just wanted to spy on my father?" He been down to pick her up, she kicked him in the stomach and flipped backwards. She landed on her feet, ready to fight. But then two huge arms put her in a head lock, she kicked at the mysterious hands owner, she couldn't tell who it was. She was begging to lose consciousness.
"Don't do that to her John! Let her go!" David ran towards her grabbing the hands, trying to make them loose their grip. The man let her finally go. She fell on her knees, rubbing her neck. She turned around to see who had just down that. A very tall, buff man stood behind her in a white lab coat smiling. David bent down beside her, he took both of her hands and pulled Dylan to her feet.
David's cousin, who obviously named John, punched David in the jaw. It set him flying across the room and into the corner of the room.
"Dad, what's going on?" David struggled to get up, wiping a small amount of blood off of his lip.
"Nothing, now please. Take your girlfriend and leave this room. I'm very busy." John started for Dylan but she quickly ran to David's side.
"Don't you care if she was spying on you?" His father looked at him, his eyes skipping Dylan. He shook his head no.
"She's just a woman. What harm could she do?" Dylan opened her mouth to insult the man, but David started pulling her towards the door.
"Fine, I'll leave." He pulled Dylan out of the room harshly by her arm. Dylan pulled back, trying to get him to stop.
"David! Wait!" David shook his head as pulled her to his room. When they got inside, he locked the door.
David pushed her onto the bed, jumping on top of her, they rolled to the middle of the bed. Dylan kicked him off of her, sending him to the left side of the bed. To her surprise he stayed still, staring at the ceiling. She could see a tear welling up in the corner of his eye.
"I hate my father!" Dylan sat up. She held her knees to her chest and focused her eyes on the door.
"I suspected that." David sat up too, he spread his legs out in front of him and turned his eyes towards her.
"He treats me like a child. I hate that! I'm 26 years old for Christs sakes and he treats me like I'm 9!" Dylan turned to him.
"Maybe that's because you act like it." David raised an eyebrow.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" Dylan frowned as she tried to ignore his dark green eyes, that looked flooded with anger.
"Have you ever had a job? No. Have you ever lived without your father? No. Do you throw fits when you don't get what you want? Yes. Those are some of the reasons he treats you that way. If you grew up a little, maybe you'd get more respect." David looked at her, his eyes softened.
"Thanks Dylan, I really needed to hear that." Dylan slightly nodded, not looking him in the eyes. He took her hand, running his thumb up and down her hand, he knew Dylan was thinking about something very important.
"What's wrong?" She looked at him, a raised eye brow pointed out how stupid that question was.
"David, no matter what happens, no matter what you put me through, I'm not in love with you. At one point I thought I might be, but now I know for sure. I love someone else."
David looked disappointed, but he also looked like he understood.
"I know you do. I'm sorry..." Dylan squeezed his hand, he pulled back.
"I don't want to put you through this anymore. I'm going to tell my father the deals off." He stood up from the bed and started walking towards the door. Dylan was frozen in shock. Was he serious?
But then it hit her. His father wasn't just going to drop everything he had worked hard on. His plan was to take over the planet, he's not going to drop that plan for his spoiled rotten son just because he's tired of his girlfriend.
"David, you can't!" He turned around confused, his hand already on the door handle.
"Your father won't stop what he's doing. He's not doing this just for you. He has his own plans." Dylan jogged from the bed over to where David was standing.
"What are his plans?" Dylan could tell he was getting angry. His right eyes brow was twitching, he was breathing heavily, and his ears were getting red. He ran out the door before she could answer. She ran down the hall, trying to catch up with him before he did something stupid.
"What are your plans? I want to know now!" David barged into the lab, fist clenching. Walter dropped one of his gloves in astonishment.
"Son, I told you I'm busy. Go away!" He frustratedly picked up the glove and returned it to his wrinkled hand.
"I don't want the girl any more. The deals off. Stop this operation now!" David angrily demanded. His father started to laugh, not a happy laugh, a mocking laugh.
'Stop laughing at me!" David looked like he was about to cry.
"Son, I'm not going to stop all of this! I've been working for three long years. I have finally figured out how to rule the planet. Do you think I'm going to give that up for you? You don't matter. You're nothing..." David shook his head angrily, he ran out of the room, pushing past Dylan.
Dylan shot Walter an angry glare before running after David.
She got to his bedroom. The door was shut. She could loud noises coming from the inside. She slowly walked inside. David was throwing a chair into the wall, trying to disable it. He turned around, noticing Dylan. He dropped the chair and fell on the bed.
"David..."
"Go away! This is not your problem!" Dylan walked closer to the bed.
"He had no right talking to you that way." David sat up.
"I said go away!" Dylan sat on the edge of the bed.
"You do matter. You aren't nothing." David stood up and started pacing the room.
"Ever since mom died, he's ignored me. He got remarried to a Rachel Perry. He was convinced to change his name from Gray to Perry, but then Rachel died. He told me it was my fault. I was in the car with Rachel and we got into a wreck. He used to say if I hadn't bothered her so much she would have been watching the rode..." David stopped pacing, and turned to her.
"I haven't been loved since my mother died." Dylan stood up and walked over to him.
"Not until now." She hugged him. She could feel his hot tears on her shoulder.
"I think I know a way we could stop him. But we'll have to work together." David pulled back with a smile.
"Lets do it." Dylan smiled.
"First, we have to make a phone call..."
*****
"I'll drive." Eric headed towards the jet.
"Wait, Knox. We can't pull up in a jet. You have a car don't you?" Alex grabbed him by the arm, Eric nodded.
"But it only seats four." Natalie gave Alex a look.
"Lets see, squeeze in a car with the Creepy Thin Man, A perverted teenager, and a guy who tried to kill Charlie, or blow our cover with the jet. I think we should take our chances with the jet." Alex started to head towards it, But Natalie shook her head no.
"It's for Dylan." Alex raised an eye brow at her friend.
"Oh man, don't play the guilt trip on me. Ok, we'll go in your car. But I get to drive." Everyone piled into the black Mustang. Natalie,Max, and Anthony in the back, and Alex and Eric up front.
"Does anyone want to play a game?" Natalie asked hopefully, trying to break the deathly silence.
"Like what?" Max asked annoyed as he elbowed Anthony.
"Sing a song or..."
"No singing!" All of the man said together.
"Nat, no games. It'll just get on everyone's nerves." Natalie leaned back into her seat.
"But if I don't do something while driving I get car sick."
"What do you mean car sick?"
"Barf out the window!"
"I've worked with you for ten years and I've never seen you puke!"
"Could somebody open a window?" Everybody said at once. Suddenly Natalie cell phone rang.
"Nat, It's Dylan! I need you to..."
"Oh my god, Dyl. Is it really you. Are you ok? Did David hurt you?" Alex stopped the car and turned around in her seat, wanting to hear the conversation.
"Nat, settle down. David's isn't into that any more. His father still wants to destroy the male population so that he can rule. And we only have until Friday to stop him."
"But today's Wednesday!" Natalie pointed out in a sort of panicky voice.
"I know, that's why you guys got to get here quick. We'll try to get you in here, then we'll tell you the plan."
She hadn't even had sex with Anthony yet, and she'd all ready done it with David. Dylan couldn't go along with this anymore. She had to choose one guy.
Dylan sat up, she raped her robe around her and walked up to the door. She jiggled the handle, it opened! Dylan looked behind her, to check and see if David was still asleep. He rolled over and hugged the pillow next to him, obviously thinking it was her. She heard him snoring, he was definitely asleep.
She walked down the dark steel halls shivering at the coldness of the floor as she walked barefoot.
All of the doors were painted black. But she could see one in the distance, it was white.
She quickly walked up to it and cracked the door open. She could see five of David's henchman and a very short, gray haired man yelling at them.
"We need to set the bomb off on Friday. No exceptions! As long as my son is occupied with that girl, everything will go as planned..." The man paced back in forth, twitching with nervousness, he looked like he had a little too much coffee.
"Of course Mr. Perry. But I have a suggestion..." Dylan couldn't see the man who was talking, but he had a very deep voice, she could feel it in the ground when he walked.
"One girl to re populate the earth? I don't think that's going to work..." Dr. Perry nodded in confusion, then shook his head no.
"I need to have blood relatives. If all of the man working for me got a girl, not everyone would come from my blood line. If I'm going to father the world, I need relatives." The gray man coughed.
"I'm your nephew!" Walter Perry nodded in approval.
"If you get a girl, that's fine. But only relatives get to." She heard the other man laugh.
"What about that's girls two other friends. I could have fun with them." Dylan raised an eyebrow at the mans voice. She hated him already.
Wham. A fierce pain struck her in the back, she tumbled into the room, bumping into Walter Perry's shoes. She turned around, wanting to see who had just kicked her. To her surprise, it was David.
"So, you were just playing with my emotions? You don't really love me, you just wanted to spy on my father?" He been down to pick her up, she kicked him in the stomach and flipped backwards. She landed on her feet, ready to fight. But then two huge arms put her in a head lock, she kicked at the mysterious hands owner, she couldn't tell who it was. She was begging to lose consciousness.
"Don't do that to her John! Let her go!" David ran towards her grabbing the hands, trying to make them loose their grip. The man let her finally go. She fell on her knees, rubbing her neck. She turned around to see who had just down that. A very tall, buff man stood behind her in a white lab coat smiling. David bent down beside her, he took both of her hands and pulled Dylan to her feet.
David's cousin, who obviously named John, punched David in the jaw. It set him flying across the room and into the corner of the room.
"Dad, what's going on?" David struggled to get up, wiping a small amount of blood off of his lip.
"Nothing, now please. Take your girlfriend and leave this room. I'm very busy." John started for Dylan but she quickly ran to David's side.
"Don't you care if she was spying on you?" His father looked at him, his eyes skipping Dylan. He shook his head no.
"She's just a woman. What harm could she do?" Dylan opened her mouth to insult the man, but David started pulling her towards the door.
"Fine, I'll leave." He pulled Dylan out of the room harshly by her arm. Dylan pulled back, trying to get him to stop.
"David! Wait!" David shook his head as pulled her to his room. When they got inside, he locked the door.
David pushed her onto the bed, jumping on top of her, they rolled to the middle of the bed. Dylan kicked him off of her, sending him to the left side of the bed. To her surprise he stayed still, staring at the ceiling. She could see a tear welling up in the corner of his eye.
"I hate my father!" Dylan sat up. She held her knees to her chest and focused her eyes on the door.
"I suspected that." David sat up too, he spread his legs out in front of him and turned his eyes towards her.
"He treats me like a child. I hate that! I'm 26 years old for Christs sakes and he treats me like I'm 9!" Dylan turned to him.
"Maybe that's because you act like it." David raised an eyebrow.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" Dylan frowned as she tried to ignore his dark green eyes, that looked flooded with anger.
"Have you ever had a job? No. Have you ever lived without your father? No. Do you throw fits when you don't get what you want? Yes. Those are some of the reasons he treats you that way. If you grew up a little, maybe you'd get more respect." David looked at her, his eyes softened.
"Thanks Dylan, I really needed to hear that." Dylan slightly nodded, not looking him in the eyes. He took her hand, running his thumb up and down her hand, he knew Dylan was thinking about something very important.
"What's wrong?" She looked at him, a raised eye brow pointed out how stupid that question was.
"David, no matter what happens, no matter what you put me through, I'm not in love with you. At one point I thought I might be, but now I know for sure. I love someone else."
David looked disappointed, but he also looked like he understood.
"I know you do. I'm sorry..." Dylan squeezed his hand, he pulled back.
"I don't want to put you through this anymore. I'm going to tell my father the deals off." He stood up from the bed and started walking towards the door. Dylan was frozen in shock. Was he serious?
But then it hit her. His father wasn't just going to drop everything he had worked hard on. His plan was to take over the planet, he's not going to drop that plan for his spoiled rotten son just because he's tired of his girlfriend.
"David, you can't!" He turned around confused, his hand already on the door handle.
"Your father won't stop what he's doing. He's not doing this just for you. He has his own plans." Dylan jogged from the bed over to where David was standing.
"What are his plans?" Dylan could tell he was getting angry. His right eyes brow was twitching, he was breathing heavily, and his ears were getting red. He ran out the door before she could answer. She ran down the hall, trying to catch up with him before he did something stupid.
"What are your plans? I want to know now!" David barged into the lab, fist clenching. Walter dropped one of his gloves in astonishment.
"Son, I told you I'm busy. Go away!" He frustratedly picked up the glove and returned it to his wrinkled hand.
"I don't want the girl any more. The deals off. Stop this operation now!" David angrily demanded. His father started to laugh, not a happy laugh, a mocking laugh.
'Stop laughing at me!" David looked like he was about to cry.
"Son, I'm not going to stop all of this! I've been working for three long years. I have finally figured out how to rule the planet. Do you think I'm going to give that up for you? You don't matter. You're nothing..." David shook his head angrily, he ran out of the room, pushing past Dylan.
Dylan shot Walter an angry glare before running after David.
She got to his bedroom. The door was shut. She could loud noises coming from the inside. She slowly walked inside. David was throwing a chair into the wall, trying to disable it. He turned around, noticing Dylan. He dropped the chair and fell on the bed.
"David..."
"Go away! This is not your problem!" Dylan walked closer to the bed.
"He had no right talking to you that way." David sat up.
"I said go away!" Dylan sat on the edge of the bed.
"You do matter. You aren't nothing." David stood up and started pacing the room.
"Ever since mom died, he's ignored me. He got remarried to a Rachel Perry. He was convinced to change his name from Gray to Perry, but then Rachel died. He told me it was my fault. I was in the car with Rachel and we got into a wreck. He used to say if I hadn't bothered her so much she would have been watching the rode..." David stopped pacing, and turned to her.
"I haven't been loved since my mother died." Dylan stood up and walked over to him.
"Not until now." She hugged him. She could feel his hot tears on her shoulder.
"I think I know a way we could stop him. But we'll have to work together." David pulled back with a smile.
"Lets do it." Dylan smiled.
"First, we have to make a phone call..."
*****
"I'll drive." Eric headed towards the jet.
"Wait, Knox. We can't pull up in a jet. You have a car don't you?" Alex grabbed him by the arm, Eric nodded.
"But it only seats four." Natalie gave Alex a look.
"Lets see, squeeze in a car with the Creepy Thin Man, A perverted teenager, and a guy who tried to kill Charlie, or blow our cover with the jet. I think we should take our chances with the jet." Alex started to head towards it, But Natalie shook her head no.
"It's for Dylan." Alex raised an eye brow at her friend.
"Oh man, don't play the guilt trip on me. Ok, we'll go in your car. But I get to drive." Everyone piled into the black Mustang. Natalie,Max, and Anthony in the back, and Alex and Eric up front.
"Does anyone want to play a game?" Natalie asked hopefully, trying to break the deathly silence.
"Like what?" Max asked annoyed as he elbowed Anthony.
"Sing a song or..."
"No singing!" All of the man said together.
"Nat, no games. It'll just get on everyone's nerves." Natalie leaned back into her seat.
"But if I don't do something while driving I get car sick."
"What do you mean car sick?"
"Barf out the window!"
"I've worked with you for ten years and I've never seen you puke!"
"Could somebody open a window?" Everybody said at once. Suddenly Natalie cell phone rang.
"Nat, It's Dylan! I need you to..."
"Oh my god, Dyl. Is it really you. Are you ok? Did David hurt you?" Alex stopped the car and turned around in her seat, wanting to hear the conversation.
"Nat, settle down. David's isn't into that any more. His father still wants to destroy the male population so that he can rule. And we only have until Friday to stop him."
"But today's Wednesday!" Natalie pointed out in a sort of panicky voice.
"I know, that's why you guys got to get here quick. We'll try to get you in here, then we'll tell you the plan."