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Chapter 6: Poison Isn't So Bad Now Is It?

Marah was poison. It was like going up to a snake—one of those cool snakes you couldn't take your eyes off of. You want to tame it and bring it home, but you know you shouldn't trust it. It lulls you into a false sense of security and then it attacks. You can feel the poison seeping in and yet it feels calm and soothing after the first moments of shock and betrayal. Soon you don't mind it and than you realize that it will consume you in only a matter of time destroying you in the end. That was Marah. She got into his system slowly spreading throughout his body until every part of him ached to be with her.

But he was through with her. He wasn't going to do this anymore. Dustin sat on the bench that he and Marah had sat in. The one where she had given him Beevil's power booster. He ran his hand through his hair. He had been out there for a couple of minutes when he heard someone come up from behind. He turned around—it was Marah. She didn't look like evil space alien Marah, she looked like she had when he had saved her on the track. He stood up and looked at her. She stared at him.

"What do you want?" Dustin demanded.

"Calm down, I'm not going to attack you." Marah said in a slightly annoyed voice.

Dustin scoffed, "Yeah, sure. I suppose you'll just give me something else to boost another monster's energy?"

She walked toward him and he backed away. She sat on the bench. "I came here for some peace and quiet. If I'd have known you were going to be here I wouldn't have come." She was quiet for a couple of minutes and Dustin didn't move. "Look, I can leave if you want."

"No. I mean…I don't care." Dustin did really want her to stay. He went and sat back down again feeling the need to be with her.

They sat there in silence for about ten minutes before Marah spoke, "I am evil, even if I come down here."

"I know." Dustin was quiet. 'Even if I come down here.' Did that mean she had come here more than once? "Don't worry I won't tell anyone you're here."

"Who would you tell?"

Dustin exhaled and shrugged his shoulders, not that she could see, she was looking to the ground. He found his hand running down her beautiful hair which he had wanted to do for so long. What he found odd was Marah wasn't doing anything to stop it. Dustin finally dropped his hand. "Nice song."

She looked at him confused, "Huh?"

"Couple of nights ago—Totally Talented."

"Oh, well…Kapri and I just wanted to show that we could…" She trailed off and looked at the ground again.

"Well, you know I thought you were good."

Marah looked at him with a smile. He loved that smile. "Really?" Her eyes sparkled. It felt like those other two times when they had been alone. Perfect. The world wasn't there.

He took a strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear, "Yeah."

"I'm glad you did."

He smiled. Marah was evil, so why did he feel so happy right now? He than realized that his hand was playing with her hair. Marah touched his other hand. They were still looking into each other's eyes. They started leaning in and before he knew it their lips were touching in the softest, sweetest kiss he had ever had. He never knew something that was probably so wrong, could feel so good. It seemed to last a lifetime—a wonderfully long kiss—but when she pulled away it was over way to fast. She looked confused and startled, much as his face probably said. Her eyes were…sad. She stood up breaking all contact with Dustin.

He stood up and started reaching for her hand, Marah smiled at him sadly and as quickly as she was there she was gone leaving Dustin feeling lonely yet again. That was the most perfect moment he could have ever imagined, and yet she was gone, back to Lothar's side.

As Dustin headed home he now knew that Tori was right. In order to keep him stabilized he would need more of Marah, which wasn't a reality and something that he should stop. Dustin smiled, Marah was poison—a poison that he wouldn't mind getting a little more of.