His Eyes are Blue

Summary: I'm-as you probably know- Faith de Silva. And I'm in love with Magnus. Now, all I gotta do is protect him and keep my deep passion covered. Oh. Yeah. That'll be easy.

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize belongs to Meg Cabot or Mari Mancusi.

Chapter Ten: M'dear, You Haven't Had the Best

Before I could even say anything, I was in Magnus's arms, and he was kissing me quite thoroughly.

Hah. This seems to happen to me often.

But this time, it was with much more passion, much more intense. I could feel Magnus's jealousy and rage at me. Feel his lust for me as well.

Lust. One of the Seven Deadly Sins.

OK, who exactly made it a sin? 'Cause if someone was kissing them like this... yeah, not a sin.

This time, I decided to totally abandon all of that 'what the heck?' junk and just kiss the guy back. I mean, I've been missing him for WEEKS.

And so what if I had a boyfriend?

Charity's POV

"Wonder if they've killed each other yet?" I wondered to myself, walking to listen in on what was going on in the bathroom. All I heard was very heavy breathing.

"Huh. Go Faith."

Back to normal POV

You know what? This is just like in thos eighties movies, where at one point, everybody seems to run into a closet and/or car and start making out.

Of course, Magnus was way better than a football dude named Sean.

I mean, this is Magnus.

I let myself pull away for a moment and look him in the eye.

"What took you so long?"

Magnus's voice was near my neck, but I heard it loud and clear.

"M'dear, you haven't even had the best I can give you."

That tends to excite a girl just a bit.

Charity's POV

"Hey Mr. D. Or S. Whatever."

Faith's dad flinched as he heard the nick names, and turned. "Yes Charity?"
"What's the meaning of life?"

"To have one!" Nick shouted, so I threw a pillow at him. With added vamp strength, so he fell down.

"Yeah, same question," I turned back to Jesse. He was just staring at me.

"Frankly, Charity, I shocked that you'd ask that question."

"Yeah, me too."
As he walked off, I applauded myself inside that I had spoken two words to the man. Hah. You see, I'm in 'sociopath rehab' as Faith calls it, so I must say at least three sentences to every person.

I watched Nick walk by.

"Hey Slime!"

He turned.

"Yeah?"

"See Nick, I knew he'd respond to it! Oh, and I hate you."

"Nice to know."

"Hey Giselle!"

"M-hmm?"
"Nice... hair. Oh, looky, a bird! There we go!"

That was tough, I tell you.

Now for Magnus.

I walked to the door again.

"So Mag, how's your Spanish babe?"

No answer.

"I guess she's pretty good, then. Buh-bye now!"

Back to normal POV

I panted, laying my head on Magnus's chest. Yes, all we did was make out. I'll wait 'til my wedding night, thank you.

But man, it was a good make out.

"I can't believe we just did that," I panted.

"Who's better now?"

"That's for me to know, and you to find out."

"So I just went through all that for nothing?"

I looked into his eyes. "Wait. So that was just-"

He rolled his eyes. "That's for me to know and you to find out. But Charity knew."

He pointed up to the ceiling. I looked up to see a sprig of mistletoe.

"That girl's strange."

Did I mention that this whole conversation was taking place on the bathroom floor?

"Hey," I murmured, "Was it really just to get back at me?"

Magnus suddenly sat up, causing me to tumbled back a bit, him to catch me and position me so that I was actually sitting and not lying down on top of him, and look me in the eye.

"I'll always loe you, Faith."

But...

"But I don't want you to be in danger."

Great.

Slowly, we both stood up, and I looked Magnus in the eye.

"Look, Magnus. I love you too, but... But I can't wait forever."

I kissed him, and held the kiss for a long time before checking myself over and leaving.

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I tossed and turned over what had happened that night, and what I had discovered with Charity. Visions of Magnus's sad face flew into my mind, and I couldn't figure out why. I was trying my best to get over him.

Then again, I never do good with that...

Late that night, I awoke, pulled my jeans, a t-shirt in a jacket on, put on some jeans, and got my dad's car to take a late night drive.

I was being an idiot.

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I know I said I'd have Bertha in this chapter, but I had a spurt of inspiration, and couldn't help myself... I even have the ending for this fic ready! But you people NEED to review, cuz it'll be a huge twist...