A/N: 'Ello all! How are you this fine...um...night? Good I hope. If I do not
get a review a new chappy will not be posted until...uh...when ever it is that
my April vay-cay ends.
yueenigma I'm glad u luv my story! Here's my chap right on time! I'm sorry if I'm killing u but I promised myself (literally I promised my other personality j/k) that I would only post once a week if that
Disclaimer: Many of the ideas etcetera used in this story belong to Amelia Atwater-Rhodes. This story is being shearly (my comp. claims this isn't a word but I think it is.) for my own amusement, I have no intention of making money off it. I own the following: Angel, Taber, Andrea, Lucy, the plot and new character Devin! (Lol Devin is based off a friend of mine so don't tell me he is too *waves hand in the air* ok? Good!) I have not seen Scary Movie Three but I hear it's very funny. I don't know who it's produced by but please don't sue me! Lol I don't have any money. There is no such movie as The End of Nothing. I swear! I made it up. If there is a movie called The End of Nothing would some one tell me? Ok. I think I'm all done with this now.
I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I woke up thinking this and not really knowing what I hated. I tried to examine the last fragments of my dream as I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I stood and walked into my bath room as my dream dissipated totally. I turned the taps in the sink until the water ran lukewarm. I splash water on my face and peer at my reflection. I can see my fingers splayed across my face. I pull my hands away and scrutinize my appearance. My few already pale freckles have almost completely disappeared leaving only a dusting across my nose and cheekbones. I can see the pale pink scar standing out against the ivory skin of my neck. My eyes itched abominably. I realized I'd had my contacts in for over a week now. Hmmmm. Maybe I'll go shopping. I smiled at my thoughts then spoke aloud to my smiling reflection.
"And if I'm not here when Taber wants to talk then to Hell with him. I don't care." I practiced some smiles in the mirror. I hadn't seen any real people in a while and I had no intentions of looking stupid. A polite smile for the cashiers at stores. A foxy smile in case I saw any boys. I got dressed thinking up a story in case any one remarked on my not-so- fashionable clothing. I glanced at an abstract clock on the wall of my room. I would have to be along quickly to catch Lucy before she went to bed this morning. I hurried down the stairs to the kitchen. I found Lucy in the kitchen and procured a credit card with a two thousand dollar limit.
"Oh, and Lucy?"
"Yes?" She asked politely turning back to face me.
"Where is the door out?" I asked.
"Down two more flights of stairs and it's painted white so it should be easy enough to find." I smiled at her and walked down the hall and down two more flights of stairs as she had directed. All right, I thought, white door, white door, where are you? I found the only door in the whole house. I opened it and thought that Lucy had told me wrongly, that she had mistaken this door for the one out but as my eyes adjusted I realized I was in a garage. There was only one car in a garage obviously meant for many more. It was a small black car. Not exactly my choice of cars but...well it was here and I had my drivers license. Not that I actually had it but still I doubted any cops were going to pull me over and demand it. I was a good driver and any cop suspicious of me would have no viable reason to pull me over. I opened the door of the car and sat at the wheel. I searched around for the keys before finding them in the glove compartment. I put the key in the ignition and started the car. The car purred like a cat. I smiled, for all the car-lacked beauty it was a very nice car. I pressed a button on the dash that looked like the garage door opener button my Dad had in his car. The garage door opened and I drove out of the garage. I adjusted the mirrors and steering wheel and such like. While I was adjusting the rear view mirror I caught sight of the house behind me. Holy Crap! For the past week I'd been living in a mansion and hadn't known it. Taber's mansion was huge and cream colored. It had gardens with fountains and paths that wound through them. Memo to self: explore the gardens and find out who takes care of them. I drove down the drive and found myself face to face with a towering wrought iron gate. There was a cement wall that stretched away to either side of the gate there was no gatehouse, not that that surprised me much. I pressed another button similar to the garage door opener and the gates swung open. I turned on the radio as I drove aimlessly through town. I tuned the radio until I found decent station. I saw a sign that indicted a mall the next right. At the next stoplight I got in the right-turn lane. Soon I found myself parking the car in a space in the mall's lot. I walked into the mall keys and credit card in my pocket. I found an ATM first. I got four hundred dollars in cash from the ATM because I knew that if I used a credit card at a store the cashier would surely ask for ID, which I did not have in any way, shape or form. After several hours of shopping for things such as clothes make-up and a bit of jewelry (because a girl who did not wear jewelry would be looked upon strangely) I after dropping all my bags off at the car decided a coffee would be wonderful. I went into a coffee shop and ordered a double latté. I took the drink in its Styrofoam cup and sat at the only open table; it was a small two person one in the corner. I removed the cover from the cup and blew on the coffee hoping it would cool down more quickly. I discretely watched the other patrons. A boy ordering coffee caught my eye. I let my eyes wander over him. His hair was dirty blond and spiky. His shoulders were slouched to hide how tall he was; he must be a good four inches taller than me. He wore baggy black jeans with fine silver-colored chains hung on them he wore also a gray pullover. He had dark skin and the fingers he wrapped around hid coffee cup were long; musicians' hands my mother would have said. His eyes were what struck me the most though. They were an unnatural turquoise with cats' eye pupils. I didn't realize I was staring until he started to walk over to my table. I glanced around. I saw that there were no other places to sit when he realized this he must have looked around for a friendly face and had seen mine...staring back at him.
"Do I know you?" He asked a slightly bemused smile on his face as he spoke with only slight awkwardness.
"You will in a moment." I told him in what I hoped was a mysterious voice. "My friends call me Angel." I told him. It wasn't exactly the truth as Taber was as far from the meaning of 'friend' as shrimp were from being desert animals. But I couldn't exactly tell him my name was Leah when I didn't know what name would be on the papers that would be sent to my new school...his school if I judged his age correctly.
"Nice to meet you Angel." He said as we shook hands. "My name is Devin." He said as he sat down in the chair opposite mine. "I haven't seen you around here before," he said in a tone that suggested he was making polite conversation. "Did you just move here?"
"You could say that." I said mildly then took another sip of my coffee and made one of my practiced smiles. "Actually all my stuff got lost in the move." I laughed a little looking over his shoulder at nothing. "That's why I'm here getting some clothes and stuff so I don't look like a complete idiot I my sisters clothes when I start school after vacation."
"That must have been horrible getting to your new house only to find all your stuff was sent to Alaska." We both laughed at that.
"Like in that movie-what was it called?"
"The End of Nothing?"
"Yeah that was it." I laughed suddenly. "Did you see Scary Movie Three? That was funny."
"Yeah I saw that with my friend Jade. We almost got kicked out because Jade kept making comments about the movie. It was really funny when the usher person came looking for the person talking and ended up kicking some one else out because we put on this total fake-o innocent act." We laughed again. I let my eyes wander away as he described a scene from a movie I hadn't seen. I did a double take when I saw Taber standing out side the coffee shop the tide of shoppers going around him like he was a rock. He didn't look mad no he looked annoyed.
"Um. Listen, Devin, I-uh have to go but I'll give you the number to my new cell phone." After I had written it down on a convenient napkin I hurried out the door. I stood in front of Taber glaring up at him for intruding on my little shopping spree. "Why are you here?" I asked the annoyance in my voice matching his own.
"I could ask you the same thing." He replied voice cold.
"I was shopping, Taber, shopping, you know it's kind of a girl thing besides I wanted to have some decent clothes for school."
"You didn't look like you were shopping." He said getting some odd looks from passersby.
"Look, can we talk about this later Taber? We're going to make a scene if we start yelling here." In less than the time it took to blink we were out in the parking lot standing by his car. He waited expectantly for me to say something. I put my hands on my hips and glared daggers at him.
"Well?" He asked growing impatient.
"Well what?" I retorted.
"You know very well what I'm talking about, Angel, don't act like you don't." Taber said in a voice close to a growl.
"I just met Devin, it's not like I was going to tell him all my secrets or go fuck him or something." I said through gritted teeth. I bristled as I felt him examining my thoughts. "Why do you even bother to talk to me when you could just do that and get it over with?" I asked anger beginning to make my blood hot.
"I wonder the same thing at times." He said his voice dry making me angrier. I stepped toward him boldly closing the space between us so now we were less than a foot away from each other.
"You are an impossible, conceited, arrogant, BASTARD!" I practically shout at him. I ball my hands into fists as I say this.
"I know." He says quietly but continues before I can scream at him again. "And you are a preppy, innocent, boastful, little girl. But best of all you're mine." He smiles as he says the last his smile makes me want to wipe it off his face. He shouldn't have said that that way. I smile my own smile as I bring my hand up to smash it into his jaw to break those nice canines of his to make him bleed. He catches my hand in his absorbing the energy of my blow with ease. He shifts his grip so now he is holding me around my wrist. I pull back my other arm to smash into his face instead. I realize my mistake the second I make it but there is no stopping now and suddenly he holds both my wrists in his right hand. I narrow my eyes at him. "Mine." He says softly as he lifts his free hand to brush some hair away from my neck. I shudder. His tone is making me very uncomfortable. I try to back away from him but he tugs on my wrists pulling me close, closer than before. "Mine. Mine. Mine. My beautiful Angel. My fallen Angel. Mine." He whispers in such a low voice I can barely make it out. He traces his index finger over my scar. The scar he made not so long ago when he bound me to him. He lowers his head and for a fleeting moment I think he is going to bite me. I feel surprised and shocked when I feel his lips on mine. He releases my wrists and put his arms around me. He applies a gentle pressure to the small of my back; pulling me against him. I can feel his toned muscles against my chest even through two layers of cloth. My arms feel awkward at my sides I bring them up over his shoulders and massage his neck gently with my fingers. He trails his fingers up my back and at the same time forces my lips apart pushing his tongue into my mouth. His mouth tastes salty and metallic. I can feel the sharp points of his canines against my lip reminding me persistently of what he is. If anyone had asked me how I felt that moment I would have told them that I feel as though my lower stomach has been lit ablaze. Taber pulled away abruptly. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. His face revealed a mixture of emotions. His kissed the top of my head and disappeared leaving me standing alone in the dusk. I was cold, cold, cold, so cold. I opened my car door and got in. I turned the key in the ignition impatiently. I cranked the heat up as high as it would go and sat in the parking lot until I finally felt warm again. That night as I lie in bed my head whirling I hear the person above me pacing. Pacing to my heartbeat. Perhaps it is my imagination or maybe it is really only my heartbeat I hear. I drift into sleep.
A/N: Ok. I know my beta says it's a bit awkward and the paragraphs are a bit long but I'm sorry! I really don't know how to fix it. *Smiles sheepishly* Neway I hope you liked it. Review or Flame! (-^_^-)
yueenigma I'm glad u luv my story! Here's my chap right on time! I'm sorry if I'm killing u but I promised myself (literally I promised my other personality j/k) that I would only post once a week if that
Disclaimer: Many of the ideas etcetera used in this story belong to Amelia Atwater-Rhodes. This story is being shearly (my comp. claims this isn't a word but I think it is.) for my own amusement, I have no intention of making money off it. I own the following: Angel, Taber, Andrea, Lucy, the plot and new character Devin! (Lol Devin is based off a friend of mine so don't tell me he is too *waves hand in the air* ok? Good!) I have not seen Scary Movie Three but I hear it's very funny. I don't know who it's produced by but please don't sue me! Lol I don't have any money. There is no such movie as The End of Nothing. I swear! I made it up. If there is a movie called The End of Nothing would some one tell me? Ok. I think I'm all done with this now.
I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I woke up thinking this and not really knowing what I hated. I tried to examine the last fragments of my dream as I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I stood and walked into my bath room as my dream dissipated totally. I turned the taps in the sink until the water ran lukewarm. I splash water on my face and peer at my reflection. I can see my fingers splayed across my face. I pull my hands away and scrutinize my appearance. My few already pale freckles have almost completely disappeared leaving only a dusting across my nose and cheekbones. I can see the pale pink scar standing out against the ivory skin of my neck. My eyes itched abominably. I realized I'd had my contacts in for over a week now. Hmmmm. Maybe I'll go shopping. I smiled at my thoughts then spoke aloud to my smiling reflection.
"And if I'm not here when Taber wants to talk then to Hell with him. I don't care." I practiced some smiles in the mirror. I hadn't seen any real people in a while and I had no intentions of looking stupid. A polite smile for the cashiers at stores. A foxy smile in case I saw any boys. I got dressed thinking up a story in case any one remarked on my not-so- fashionable clothing. I glanced at an abstract clock on the wall of my room. I would have to be along quickly to catch Lucy before she went to bed this morning. I hurried down the stairs to the kitchen. I found Lucy in the kitchen and procured a credit card with a two thousand dollar limit.
"Oh, and Lucy?"
"Yes?" She asked politely turning back to face me.
"Where is the door out?" I asked.
"Down two more flights of stairs and it's painted white so it should be easy enough to find." I smiled at her and walked down the hall and down two more flights of stairs as she had directed. All right, I thought, white door, white door, where are you? I found the only door in the whole house. I opened it and thought that Lucy had told me wrongly, that she had mistaken this door for the one out but as my eyes adjusted I realized I was in a garage. There was only one car in a garage obviously meant for many more. It was a small black car. Not exactly my choice of cars but...well it was here and I had my drivers license. Not that I actually had it but still I doubted any cops were going to pull me over and demand it. I was a good driver and any cop suspicious of me would have no viable reason to pull me over. I opened the door of the car and sat at the wheel. I searched around for the keys before finding them in the glove compartment. I put the key in the ignition and started the car. The car purred like a cat. I smiled, for all the car-lacked beauty it was a very nice car. I pressed a button on the dash that looked like the garage door opener button my Dad had in his car. The garage door opened and I drove out of the garage. I adjusted the mirrors and steering wheel and such like. While I was adjusting the rear view mirror I caught sight of the house behind me. Holy Crap! For the past week I'd been living in a mansion and hadn't known it. Taber's mansion was huge and cream colored. It had gardens with fountains and paths that wound through them. Memo to self: explore the gardens and find out who takes care of them. I drove down the drive and found myself face to face with a towering wrought iron gate. There was a cement wall that stretched away to either side of the gate there was no gatehouse, not that that surprised me much. I pressed another button similar to the garage door opener and the gates swung open. I turned on the radio as I drove aimlessly through town. I tuned the radio until I found decent station. I saw a sign that indicted a mall the next right. At the next stoplight I got in the right-turn lane. Soon I found myself parking the car in a space in the mall's lot. I walked into the mall keys and credit card in my pocket. I found an ATM first. I got four hundred dollars in cash from the ATM because I knew that if I used a credit card at a store the cashier would surely ask for ID, which I did not have in any way, shape or form. After several hours of shopping for things such as clothes make-up and a bit of jewelry (because a girl who did not wear jewelry would be looked upon strangely) I after dropping all my bags off at the car decided a coffee would be wonderful. I went into a coffee shop and ordered a double latté. I took the drink in its Styrofoam cup and sat at the only open table; it was a small two person one in the corner. I removed the cover from the cup and blew on the coffee hoping it would cool down more quickly. I discretely watched the other patrons. A boy ordering coffee caught my eye. I let my eyes wander over him. His hair was dirty blond and spiky. His shoulders were slouched to hide how tall he was; he must be a good four inches taller than me. He wore baggy black jeans with fine silver-colored chains hung on them he wore also a gray pullover. He had dark skin and the fingers he wrapped around hid coffee cup were long; musicians' hands my mother would have said. His eyes were what struck me the most though. They were an unnatural turquoise with cats' eye pupils. I didn't realize I was staring until he started to walk over to my table. I glanced around. I saw that there were no other places to sit when he realized this he must have looked around for a friendly face and had seen mine...staring back at him.
"Do I know you?" He asked a slightly bemused smile on his face as he spoke with only slight awkwardness.
"You will in a moment." I told him in what I hoped was a mysterious voice. "My friends call me Angel." I told him. It wasn't exactly the truth as Taber was as far from the meaning of 'friend' as shrimp were from being desert animals. But I couldn't exactly tell him my name was Leah when I didn't know what name would be on the papers that would be sent to my new school...his school if I judged his age correctly.
"Nice to meet you Angel." He said as we shook hands. "My name is Devin." He said as he sat down in the chair opposite mine. "I haven't seen you around here before," he said in a tone that suggested he was making polite conversation. "Did you just move here?"
"You could say that." I said mildly then took another sip of my coffee and made one of my practiced smiles. "Actually all my stuff got lost in the move." I laughed a little looking over his shoulder at nothing. "That's why I'm here getting some clothes and stuff so I don't look like a complete idiot I my sisters clothes when I start school after vacation."
"That must have been horrible getting to your new house only to find all your stuff was sent to Alaska." We both laughed at that.
"Like in that movie-what was it called?"
"The End of Nothing?"
"Yeah that was it." I laughed suddenly. "Did you see Scary Movie Three? That was funny."
"Yeah I saw that with my friend Jade. We almost got kicked out because Jade kept making comments about the movie. It was really funny when the usher person came looking for the person talking and ended up kicking some one else out because we put on this total fake-o innocent act." We laughed again. I let my eyes wander away as he described a scene from a movie I hadn't seen. I did a double take when I saw Taber standing out side the coffee shop the tide of shoppers going around him like he was a rock. He didn't look mad no he looked annoyed.
"Um. Listen, Devin, I-uh have to go but I'll give you the number to my new cell phone." After I had written it down on a convenient napkin I hurried out the door. I stood in front of Taber glaring up at him for intruding on my little shopping spree. "Why are you here?" I asked the annoyance in my voice matching his own.
"I could ask you the same thing." He replied voice cold.
"I was shopping, Taber, shopping, you know it's kind of a girl thing besides I wanted to have some decent clothes for school."
"You didn't look like you were shopping." He said getting some odd looks from passersby.
"Look, can we talk about this later Taber? We're going to make a scene if we start yelling here." In less than the time it took to blink we were out in the parking lot standing by his car. He waited expectantly for me to say something. I put my hands on my hips and glared daggers at him.
"Well?" He asked growing impatient.
"Well what?" I retorted.
"You know very well what I'm talking about, Angel, don't act like you don't." Taber said in a voice close to a growl.
"I just met Devin, it's not like I was going to tell him all my secrets or go fuck him or something." I said through gritted teeth. I bristled as I felt him examining my thoughts. "Why do you even bother to talk to me when you could just do that and get it over with?" I asked anger beginning to make my blood hot.
"I wonder the same thing at times." He said his voice dry making me angrier. I stepped toward him boldly closing the space between us so now we were less than a foot away from each other.
"You are an impossible, conceited, arrogant, BASTARD!" I practically shout at him. I ball my hands into fists as I say this.
"I know." He says quietly but continues before I can scream at him again. "And you are a preppy, innocent, boastful, little girl. But best of all you're mine." He smiles as he says the last his smile makes me want to wipe it off his face. He shouldn't have said that that way. I smile my own smile as I bring my hand up to smash it into his jaw to break those nice canines of his to make him bleed. He catches my hand in his absorbing the energy of my blow with ease. He shifts his grip so now he is holding me around my wrist. I pull back my other arm to smash into his face instead. I realize my mistake the second I make it but there is no stopping now and suddenly he holds both my wrists in his right hand. I narrow my eyes at him. "Mine." He says softly as he lifts his free hand to brush some hair away from my neck. I shudder. His tone is making me very uncomfortable. I try to back away from him but he tugs on my wrists pulling me close, closer than before. "Mine. Mine. Mine. My beautiful Angel. My fallen Angel. Mine." He whispers in such a low voice I can barely make it out. He traces his index finger over my scar. The scar he made not so long ago when he bound me to him. He lowers his head and for a fleeting moment I think he is going to bite me. I feel surprised and shocked when I feel his lips on mine. He releases my wrists and put his arms around me. He applies a gentle pressure to the small of my back; pulling me against him. I can feel his toned muscles against my chest even through two layers of cloth. My arms feel awkward at my sides I bring them up over his shoulders and massage his neck gently with my fingers. He trails his fingers up my back and at the same time forces my lips apart pushing his tongue into my mouth. His mouth tastes salty and metallic. I can feel the sharp points of his canines against my lip reminding me persistently of what he is. If anyone had asked me how I felt that moment I would have told them that I feel as though my lower stomach has been lit ablaze. Taber pulled away abruptly. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. His face revealed a mixture of emotions. His kissed the top of my head and disappeared leaving me standing alone in the dusk. I was cold, cold, cold, so cold. I opened my car door and got in. I turned the key in the ignition impatiently. I cranked the heat up as high as it would go and sat in the parking lot until I finally felt warm again. That night as I lie in bed my head whirling I hear the person above me pacing. Pacing to my heartbeat. Perhaps it is my imagination or maybe it is really only my heartbeat I hear. I drift into sleep.
A/N: Ok. I know my beta says it's a bit awkward and the paragraphs are a bit long but I'm sorry! I really don't know how to fix it. *Smiles sheepishly* Neway I hope you liked it. Review or Flame! (-^_^-)