Angela felt her eyes grow heavy once again…she now was laying on the couch with Warren behind her. Her parents might be worried, but they'll live. Its not like they'd miss her as much as they would miss Will. Will as always the favorite one, he was the first to see the sanctum…even though Angela was told time after time that she would have to wait till after freshmen year to see it. She hated her father the most…he always bragged about how much good he has given the world and how proud he is that Will inherited his powers. Angela never once got a compliment about her powers…not once. But none of that mattered now… if there was one thing Will could never have, that was Warren.
" Hey…the rain is slowing down." Angela said as she looked out the window. Warren sighed. He didn't want Angela to leave…ever. She was his only friend.
" But the streets…" He sat up and looked at her. He did promise her, but the streets were still flooded. Angela gave him a look of sympathy, and kissed his cheek. He smiled, and yawned.
" I can probably call my mother's cell… she can fly here and pick me up…o god why didn't I think of that before?" Warren smiled as Angela got up and dialed her mother's cell.
" Angela, we were so worried about you…are you ok?" her mother's voice wavered. She was worried? That's a shocker.
" I'm at the Paper Lantern mom, can you fly by and pick me up?" Angela looked over at Warren whom seemed to grow sad.
" Are you with Warren Peace?" Josie asked as her voice turned from concerned to questioning. " Angela why are you with him?" Angela felt her heart race. She hung up, and began to run down the stairs.
" Angela!" Warren ran down after her. Before Angela could reach the door, Warren grabbed her arm. " Angela what's wrong?" Angela dropped to her knees in sobs.
" My mom doesn't want me around you." Warren looked at the ground and let Angela go. Angela looked up at him through her teary eyes. " I'm sorry Warren…I like you…I really do." Warren looked down on her, and then helped her up.
" I can understand…you're a Stronghold…and I'm Barron Battle's son. It would never work out." Warren sighed sadly and turned away. Angela didn't want Warren to be sad…not anymore. She ran to catch him, and kissed him.
" Warren please don't be mad… I want to be with you I really do. Don't listen to my parents… they don't understand what you've gone through." Warren looked at her solemnly.
" No they don't.., how can they? They cant even treat their own children equally…How can you expect them to know what I've gone through?" Angela didn't know what to say about that…Then, Angela heard voices outside…she looked over her shoulder and saw her parents there.
" ANGELA STRONGHOLD!" Steve stormed into the restaurant in furry. Angela's eyes widened as she saw her mother enter in, in the same mood. " HOW DARE YOU STAY HERE WITH THIS…." He looked at Warren disgusted. " THIS STREET RAT!" Angela felt tears form in her eyes.
" HE'S NOT A STREET RAT!" she yelled back as she felt the tears run down her face. Warren glared at the Commander, and then stood on front of Angela.
" You can call me all you want, but I love your daughter." Warren didn't care what the Commander and Jetstream thought he loved Angela. " And she's not going home until you can show her a little respect. Fire began to surge throughout Warren's body as he saw the Commander take a step closer. " Get out of here before I call the cops…and put you in jail." Josie stopped in her tracks and looked at her husband. What would it look like? The Commander and Jetstream dragging a young girl away from a boy? They wouldn't be heroes.
" Angela please come back." She said softly as she went to take her daughter's hand, but Warren backed her up.
" Let her decide." Warren said as he stepped to the side. Angela looked at Warren then at her parents. She knew her father and mother would chew her out if she went home…but if she were to stay with Warren, she would be safe, loved, and protected.
" There is no way I'm goingto put up with you two anymore. Until you learn to respect me, then I'm never coming home." Warren fought in a smirk at the Commander…he had won, he beat the greatest super heroes alive. He was the villain who was destined to win the girl and rule the world, and he won.
" Well then at least get some clothes…" Josie said as she felt her own tears begin to form. Angela looked at Warren.
" Then I'm coming with her." Warren stated as he grabbed his leather jacket. Steve held in a few curses, but nodded in defeat…Warren was so much like his father. As Angela and Warren sat in the back seat together, Josie looked in her mirror at them. Her once pride filled baby girl was now in the arms of her archenemy's son. Evil does sometimes win. When they arrived at the house, Will, and all of his friends were there. They looked at Warren as if he were the bloody ghost of Christmas past. Warren just glared at them, and walked with Angela up to her room.
" Warren…thank you so much." Angela said as she finished packing some clothes. Warren smiled up at her…
" No prob, I know you deserve better." He stood up as Angela zipped up her bag. When they headed out the door, Steve held Warren up.
" You may have my daughter's heart, but you don't have my blessing." They drove back to the Paper Lantern, and dropped Angela off. When Warren and Angela were inside the restaurant, Josie cried. Steve soothed his wide, and allowed his own tears fall. They had lost their daughter…to the most unlikely person of all…
im not all that thrilled with this chapter at all..so if you guys dont think its good, dont feel bad, i dont like it either...i'll try to do better i promise..lol,...i love all of my peps...and..STEVEN STRAIT!...Warren's Peace
