Disclaimer: All X-Men characters involved in the movie, comic, and books belong to Marvel, except that a couple of new characters that are in my story, are mine, including Logan's estranged daughter, her best friend Charlie, Sonja, Veronika, Michael, Tom, Anabel, Anabel's aunt Irene who knows about two or three words in English, Dru's mother, Baby Dru, Juan Mendoza, and other new characters who are not in the X-Men movie and comics.
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Dru has telepathy (mind-reading) and telekinesis (moves things with her mind) from her mother and the rest from her father. This chapter starts back up where Dru, Bobby, Rogue, and Pyro are at Charlie's loft and Dru is continuing with her story. If I get some more reviews then I will try to upload faster.
Most of the places are fictional except a few things. The names of the strip clubs are fake. In addition, Logan does remember his daughter, it just that he is in denial. He hates himself for leaving her and even though he couldn't remember things that happened after Stryker experimented on him, he still has memories of Dru.
This chapter is a little bit intense and some sexual things. If you feel not up to reading this chapter then pleased click to another story, which you feel comfortable with. Otherwise, be ready to enter into the mind of Dru and the people around her. There will be cussing and things like that and if you hate it then please do not flame me. This is how the way my mind works and I cannot stop it alongside with my fingers which type. Please enjoy the story.
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A/N: This starts up a week later after Pyro went to bed, everyone is trying to cope with the thing but guess what Dru is back and this time with a friend. Pyro known as John gets a slut girlfriend as does Dru but a boyfriend. Please read with caution because there will be cussing, sex, a bit of fighting, and drugs. If you are uncomfortable then don't read but if you do want to read then go ahead.
You arw about to be introduced to a new character, which is none other than sensitive Dru. Yes, Sensitive Dru, who is the Dru that noe one gets to see, in other words the scaredy cat one. People might get a bit confused when you read down halfway through the story with the dream sequence. Anyways hope you read and review, no flammers please. Read the author'se note everytime a new chapter is set up to get an update on things. Thank you.
Chapter 14- Learning to Breathe
A week later, everyone woke up for today's classes except one person in particular. Dru. Still gossip of Dru's condition continued while Logan, John, Rogue, Bobby, and the rest of the X-Men team tried to go about their business.
Logan would get distracted if he heard someone sing or recite a poem because it reminded him of Dru.
Logan's POV
Even from the letters that she sent me over the years, she could never clearly find the words to describe Dru's personality. My Dru was a bright girl who loved to read, sing, write funny poems, and always had something to say. Seems the letters stopped coming after she turned twelve. I never replied to the letters but every time I headed into an unknown town, I would head over to the post office, ask for any packages for me and there would be one.
Sucked a bit having an ex-wife, who read minds. Was one of the reasons I might have left. Never let me be when I headed somewhere. She kept thinking I was cheating and shit. Even that, she knew where I was, which made it easier to her to send the letters. I never paid child support since we never got married or anything. I knocked her up on accident and I stayed for the kid.
The last letter that came from her was in a post office in the Midwest. It was sent a week before my girl's 12th birthday. This was a few months before Stryker started to experiment on me. I remember all of this from the revisit to his base and my journal the X-team had found when they got me out of my fiery motor home.
It was a bit charred but I could still read my writing. I read it and it was filled with thoughts about Dru. It asked whether I should have stayed to be there for Dru and put up with my ex-wife/lover who pulled the whole "I'm four months pregnant and it's yours," stunt on him. He never asked for a paternity test.
Now I don't need it. I've seen Dru and she has almost everything from me, even though I've learned that the children take on the mother's personality. No, not Dru. She has her mother's eyes but everything else is mine. She's like the version of me, a spitfire and a fighter. Though it should be impossible for her to have the blade but it was explained, since Stryker had forced her to have them.
End of POV
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
It was the sound of the students filing in for today's lesson of chemistry. Not knowing a thing about chemistry, Logan used the Handbook of Chemistry to teach the class.
"Let's get this show on the road." he whispered to himself before he started lessons.
Everyone paid attention but one student in particular didn't.
John's POV
Logan started teaching the periodic table but all I could think of was that dream. I've been having the same dream for this past week, but the dialogue and scenes change more. It felt so real, the kiss, her skin, everything so real. But it wasn't, it was all just a dream. A horrible dream.
There were two Dru's that I got to meet. The physical one and the other were mental. The mental one was so scared and afraid. All I wanted to do was take her in my arms and protect her but she just pushed me away, just like everyone else.
Why couldn't she just tell me if she loved me, or not? Why! I need to calm down because Logan is looking at me. That bastard, telling everyone Dru tried to kill herself. It's none of their damn business and I don't even know why the hell I should care. Seems she doesn't even care about me, so why should I give a shit about her?
I'm like a play toy to her, just a thing Dru can fuck around with and then throw away. I'm sort of glad that Dru is out of my life even if it is for a while.
End of POV
A smile played upon Pyro's lips that disturbed Logan enough to pause his lesson on hydrogen.
"What are you smiling about?"
"Nothing, go on with your hydrogen speech."
That smile turned into a smirk and right away, he started his plan on getting Dru out of his life. He started it with flirting with a female student who was known as somewhat a slut.
Her name was Samantha and she was naive as she could be. Twirling her hair between her fingers like she didn't have a care in the world. Samantha was smacking a piece of gum in her horse shaped mouth, bleach blond hair, thin figure, blue eyes, apple lips, and fat cheeks is how she looked talking to Pyro.
The power that Samantha had was her singing. Hearing her sing could entrance a person and ultimately kill them. Known around the school as Death's Singer or as Siren because of the mythical reference to the siren mermaids.
The siren mermaids were known to bring mens' ships and men' to their death while singing on rocks. The men would be entranced by their singing and either jump off the ship to swim to them or sail their way to the rocks. Ultimately, the men would drown or die crashing their ships into the rocks.
This was Samantha's gift and curse. Never could she sing, scream, yell, or anything that was high pitch without the fear of luring people to their deaths. Her power was different, with singing any person, young or old, male or female could commit murder or anything else illegal just to have her all to themselves. Once they heard her high pitch voice, the people around her would come over with the determination of having her to themselves. This had happened with her boyfriend.
Singing the lyrics to Britney Spears, "Hit Me Baby One More Time," her boyfriend hit her baby more than one time. He told her that she was his and his alone. Nobody could stop him and he hit her when she tried to escape. It went on for a while, he would control her, never let her go anywhere. She was scared for her life and never told her parents.
The abuse went on for months until one day, Samantha's boyfriend tried to kill her for talking to another guy. It was her cousin for God's sake but her boyfriend wouldn't have it. He came after Samantha's cousin with a gun and missed shooting him by a few millimeters. Her cousin was knocked out cold when she screamed. The boyfriend dropped dead from his ear drums exploding. The cops found Samantha in the corner of her room, crying, bruises and welts all over her body.
It had been two years since the incident and although Samantha hadn't recovered from it, she became a bit more happier and cheerier just to hide the pain she was feeling. She became what her boyfriend said she would be. A whore. One that liked to sleep with guys just to numb the pain of feeling nothing.
Never showing her true face, she would play the ditsy blond but behind her exterior lay the broken shattered girl she wished would leave her. Always to be in this body that she knew was beyond repair, Samantha lived behind a wall of facade.
"Hey, the name's Pyro."
"Samantha."
"Do you want to go with me to the Naughty or Nice bash this weekend?"
"Sure."
Samantha would go out with any guy she thought was hot. Rumors started that she slept with more than twenty guys and even slept with a couple of her father's friends. She was looser than a jiggling tooth after being punched in the jaw.
After class, Pyro walked Samantha to her class but not before frenching him. It was like two dogs slobbering over each other. No one was safe from the public display of freaking affection. After playing tongue hockey and octopus hands with each other, Samantha and Pyro said their goodbyes.
"See you later."
"Yeah, later."
Turning around John got the sight of Rogue giving him a dirty look. The look consisted of a "can't believe what I just saw" and a "you're the biggest jackass I have ever met."
"What?"
"Not even a week has gone by that Dru is in the hospital and you're all over that girl and even asking her to go to the Naughty or Nice bash."
"Dru and I are not even dating and who gives a damn. This is my life and you are definitely not my mother. Besides you can never be a mother."
With that last statement Pyro walked away to his next class, leaving Rogue in the hallway. She tried hard to fight back the tears and succeeded. Rogue was left to think a bit as she paced herself toward her class.
Rogue's POV
Why is John doing this? He has changed over this past week but I thought it was for the better. Why did he have to go and say that to me? I know I cannot have children but it is hurtful. I want to scream and shout at him so badly and tell him to stop hurting Dru. How can I, when Dru is in a hospital bed with tubes coming out of her? I have gone to see her at least three times this week. Never have I seen John go and visit her.
I bet it is hard to see someone you like be in state of almost near death. I can tell he likes her more than a friend. I may be naive but I am not a stupid southern girl. I can tell when love is a brewing. With John and Dru, there is something simmering on the surface with those two. I could kind of tell when John introduced me to her.
At first I thought she was the kind of girl my mama use to tell me to stay away from. The girl who strolled into town, started trouble with the men and women and in the end get run out of town. Dru was not like the girls my mother told me about.
Well yes, she did have the whole messing with the boys' thing and getting into trouble but she is a teenage girl. Not all of her is bad. She got me and Bobby closer than ever and saw another side of myself I thought I never knew I had. Although I could have done without the drinking. Had myself a hangover for two days' straight.
With John, he keeps changing. One minute he is crying over her and the next minute he's hanging all over some girl. I know he was crying the other day Bobby and I went to see Dru. There was no denying it but he tried to. Why can't he just admit he likes Dru and gets it over it. He is like a stubborn dog hating to go to the vet's for his monthly check up.
I hope Dru wakes up soon and at least see what she might have with John. If not then I hope, they can stay on good grounds.
End of POV
Walking into her class, the hallways became deserted except for one student. Lurking in a corner, the guy had heard the conversation between Rogue and Pyro. Flipping and bending his tarot and playing cards, he took out a card from the deck.
"Queen of Hearts. Looks like someone has taken his heart and the others too."
Flipping the card, it burst into flames and fell to the floor. He smashed it out with his heel before walking toward his Algebra class, late as usual.
"You're late, Mr. Mariano.", Scott said.
"Ask me if I care."
Smirking to himself, he walked toward the back of the class and sat down. Sitting in the back, he was able to observe everyone but be undetected even from the teacher's view. Taking out his deck of playing and tarot cards, he started to tell the future.
"Pssst."
Looking up her saw Samantha whispering to him, making sure Scott didn't hear them.
"What?"
"I won't be able to entertain you tonight and I won't be your date to the Naughty of Nice ball."
"Why?"
"I have a date with that guy with the lighter."
"Pyro?"
"Yeah."
"No prob, just try not to extinguish his flames."
A smirk played upon his lips and Samantha's lips
"I'll try to, Phillip." she said with a delicious smirk of her own.
"That's a good pet."
"Not your pet."
"Yes you are. You play with the boys and some girls as ordered by me, so you're considered my play toy."
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that." she replied rolling her eyes.
"Just remember not to give them head."
"Of course, only to you."
"That's my babe."
Everyone didn't know about Samantha's and Phillip's secret relationship. It had been going on for months and no one even had a clue about it. They had an open relationship where Samantha would go out with other guys and Phillip the same, only with females. He rarely dated the females from his classes.
Hearing about this girl name Dru, interest him. Pulling out another card, he found the Sleeping Person.
Looking around he tried to search for a girl who was dozing off or sleeping in class. There wasn't a girl that was sleeping in this class, so he thought that the "infamous Dru" was in another class.
"I'd like to meet you Dru, very soon."
Snapping out of his state, Phillip went back to observing the room not paying attention and watching Samantha and thought of who to take to the Naughty or Nice Ball
The monitors kept beeping as Dru breathed slowly. A few minutes later the monitors kept beeping but no one was in the bed. The sheets had been thrown off the bed, the monitors hooked up to a teddy bear. Inside the teddy bear was a watch that was connected to the monitors wires. Yes a wire. Not kidding. She made herself her own heart beat with the watch.
Walking out of the recovery room, she noticed Ororo checking the computers that were recording her vital signs. A good thing that the curtain shield her bed from Ororo's view. Tip toeing back into her room, Dru starts to formulate a plan of escape.
Dru's POV
How long have I been out? Seems from this calendar I have been out for a week. Anu longer and I could have missed the Naughty or Nice Bash that Rogue told me about. Gonna need to either get a costume or make myself one. I think I might buy it if they even let me off this school's property if not, then I have some ideas. A fallen angel with torn white wings or a little devil with horns and a sexy red number.
Besides that, I'm going to wring Logan for trying to help me. He should have known. I wasn't planning on offing myself and going six feet under.
So what if it is my way to escape reality. I'm more relaxed now. Now all I need to do is make an entrance and change out of this medical gown. I also need a bath. Phew! At least they could have washed my hair for me. Charlie did that for me when I ever got into my coma. I need to call Charlie when I get to my room.
Nice, the air vent to this room is loose. As long as I don't make any noise then I'll be able to get to me room.
End of POV
Loosening the bolts on the vent, Dru was able to climb carefully through the vent. Snapping her fingers the vent bolted back securely once she was inside the vent system. Crawling on her hands and knees, Dru started to head toward her room. It wasn't pleasant with winds going up her medical gown from the vent system. All she had on was the gown and her underwear.
"Shit." she hissed out as she tore an iv from her neck.
Closing her eyes the small wound in her neck healed as well as the others on her body from the IVs.
"Hey, how about a kiss?"
Opening her eyes, Dru found herself peering at Pyro hockey tongue kissing with a blond bimbo. It looked like two people trying to suck each other's faces off.
"You're a good kisser Sam."
"Sam?" Dru whispered to herself.
"You want to go somewhere, where we can." Samantha hinted.
"Ah hell no." Dru hissed out.
Covering her mouth, she wished she didn't talk. Pyro and Samantha started to look around for the anonymous voice. Pyro's eyes started to looks at the vents. Luckily, thinking quickly Dru had flatten herself against the vent's floor.
"I bet it was nothing." Samantha answered.
His eyes still on the vent, Pyro nodded.
"Yeah, nothing." he said with a frown on his face.
"So when are you going to come by and pick me up from my dorm for the Naughty or Nice Bash?"
"When do you want me to come?"
"How about seven so we can have some time to, you know." she hinted.
"Alright."
Staring back at Pyro as he and the blond walked away, Dru let out a sigh of relief.
"Fuck him." she spat out before going back to her job at hand.
Still, after ten minutes, Dru hadn't gotten any closer to her room. It looked like she might never get out of the vents. In a fit of frustration, she hit the side of the vent.
"Shit, ahhh!"
Hitting the side of the vent caused the vent to break and for Dru to fall. Wiping the soot from her eyes, she found herself staring at a guy.
"Looks like God has sent an angel down from heaven to please me." the guy replied.
The guy has been changing jeans when Dru had fallen onto his bed. He looked her over with interest and lust in his eyes.
"Don't flatter me."
"I will then." the guy replied.
Eyeing him, Dru saw in his hands a pack of tarot cards as well as playing cards.
"You going to tell me my fortune?"
Dru tried to get up from the bed but the guy pushed her back onto the bed. The guy eyed at Dru's blue hospital gown which showed off her olive legs. The guy got a bit turned on while fastening up his jeans.
"You're not moving till I find out this pretty angel's name."
"I'm no angel."
"Better." the guy replied as he shuffled his cards.
A couple of seconds went by before the guy took out a card from the deck.
"The dreamer."
"Seems your tarot card got this one right."
"You've been in a state of imagination, am I right?"
"Yes." she replied with a smirk on her face.
Moving her legs underneath her, Dru blocked the guy's vision of her legs.
"Scared I might see something only your boyfriend sees?"
"Nope, not even my boyfriend ever get a chance to see it and besides I am just waiting for the perfect time to jump your bones."
"Nice save, I think you're turning me on."
"I know I'm turning you on."
Getting on her hands and knees again, Dru started to crawl toward him at the edge of the bed. Dropping his tarot cards, Phillip's hands went toward her shoulders.
"Hold on, won't this beauty tell me her name."
"No.", Dru replied as she kissed his neck.
"Alright then, I'll tell you my name. It's Phillip."
"Nice to meet you, Phillip."
"Likewise."
Her lips took hold of his, biting tenderly on his bottom lip. Their tongues clashed at each other, indulging in each other's taste.
"You kiss well."
"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself."
"Thanks." he scoffed.
Situating herself on his lap, her legs on either side of his outer thighs, he smirked to himself.
"Will you ever tell me your name?"
"Just think of me as your pleaser or even a one night stand."
Before Phillip could reply, Dru's lips were upon his lips again. His hands slid up her hips and found she shivered at his touch. Phillip would have first initiated the come on but being "jumped" by this hell's angel. He didn't mind at all. Somehow he felt something for her, no not love, but lust and desire.
"Good to know."
Kissing again, Phillip pressed Dru against his bed, sliding his hand up and down her neck. Pressed underneath him, Dru let all thoughts of Pyro slip from her mind as she kissed Phillip again. His hands started to slide up her leg like a snake to its prey and felt her skin become heated from his touch. Touching her thighs, he parted them a bit.
"For me?" he asked about her giving herself to him.
"Maybe." she replied seductively.
Roaming hands and russian fingers went over Dru's body. First on his list were her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra on account of any reason at all from the medical gown. There wasn't really a necessary reason to get rid of her bra. His fingers grabbed her roughly, kneading her till she let out a small moan.
Letting out a moan, she knew that this would classify her as a slut for letting this happen. Every time Dru came out of a "dream" her sexual hormones would become at it's peak and wanting to be released. She never let it hold her back since this was the next step of recovery.
First it would be the dream sequence where Sensitive Dru would come out to play. Second would be the sexual urges that would hit her like a ton of bricks. Third phase, anger, where all the feeling that she had bottled up before she went into the dream sequence would spill out. Last but not least is recovery, where Dru's old self came back.
She was now in the second stage obviously and Dru wouldn't let anything hold her back. If she wanted any guy then she would use her "skills" to get them into bed. Call her a whore, slut, whatever but she liked sex and craved for it. It pumped her up for later on in the day.
"Do you have protection?" she asked.
"No, but I'll out beforehand."
This was something that Dru didn't fool around with. No protection meant the chance of her getting pregnant at a young age like her mother. Her mother was Dru's age when she became pregnant. From what her mother told her, Logan was twenty-nine when she got pregnant.
It must have been a lied since the first day she laid eyes on her father, she knew he couldn't have aged even a bit. Just like the only photograph she had of him with her mother in it, he didn't look a day over twenty-seven. It was as if time stood still and nothing about him changed.
"I don't think so, either get a condom or you'll be by yourself to play with." she replied curtly.
"Alright, I think one of my roommates has a box of condoms, flavored kind."
"Oohhh, me likes."
Getting up from the bed, Phillip walked to the bed in the corner, his boxers hugging him in the right places. She watched him search through a couple of drawers before coming up with the box of flavored condoms.
"Yeah, I need to get something from my room."
Looking over to Phillip, whose eyes were staring at the door.
"Shit, it's my roommate. He is a snitch, will snitch out even his mother to save his ass."
Getting up from the bed, Dru looked up into the vents for her way of escape.
"Looks like it is time for me to exit." she replied getting up from Phillip's bed.
"Looks like it." he replied grabbing his pants and putting them on as the males voice was at the door.
"When can I see you again?", Phillip asked turning around to find Dru gone.
The bed had been made and looking up he saw that the vent too was shut closing. He heard faint crawling as his roommate entered the room.
"I'll meet up with you at the cafeteria." replied Pyro as he entered the room.
Phillip looked up while zipping and buttoning up his jeans with a smirk on his lips.
"Where you jerking off?"
"No, but I could have if I didn't have any rubbers."
"What do you mean? Oh hell, did you try and take my box?" asked John while searching through his drawers.
"Yes, but I didn't have any condoms and I needed them because this chick I had in my room wanted me so bad."
"Where is this girl you say wanted you?"
"She left through the vent." he answered as he pointed upwards at the vent system before falling back onto his bed.
Shaking his a head a bit, Pyro's eye twitched at his answer.
"Vent?"
"Yes, didn't catch her name though I wish I did."
"You sure you weren't on something?"
"Maybe, I don't know."
Shaking his head, Phillip saw spots before his eyes.
"Stay away from the white out and Logan's beer or you'll be okay." John replied as he grabbed his wallet and headed out.
"Alright."
Closing the door, Pyro laid his head against the door and gritted his teeth.
"You're not going to get to me Dru, I am not playing your game any more." he whispered to himself before walking off.
"Oh yes John. You will play by my rule or you will lose." Dru hissed out after hearing John's statement, in the vent above him.
Sitting on her bed, she looked around taking in her surroundings. It may have been a week but to Dru it could have been an eternity.
"Remembering a few things. John, yes. Charlie, definitely and Logan, yes but I wished not."
Getting up from the bed, Dru looked around in her dresser drawers. After a few minutes, she found herself something decent to wear. Trying on her black mini skirt, fish net stockings, pink and black Roxy top, and black boots. Checking herself in the mirror, she made sure the balcony doors and the curtains had been drawn. The stereo had started up again as she made up her hair in braids.
"I love this song by The Verve." she said in a whisper.
Dru didn't want anybody to know she was here but it wouldn't be long before Ororo checked on her in the recovery ward. The watch thing she learned to do for a science project when she was 10. It was for her science class and consisted of using a watch and positive and negative wires. It had taken her a couple of weeks before she found a way to use the supplies as a beating watch when hooked to some heart rate monitors.
The song played for while Dru started to apply make up.
"Wish the Verve put out more songs."
As she tried on some things, she could make into a halloween costume for the Naughty of Nice Bash this Sunday. She knew about it from the flyer she had taken from Phillip's room. It was to be this Sunday in the cafeteria where the students would dress up in costumes and dance the night away. She was planning on being the bitch of the ball with everyone's eyes on her.
"Let's see I can go either as the bitch or as the slut. Hmm, so many choices." she said to herself.
Thinking it over, Dru went to her closet, which had been previously stocked with her clothed. Finding nothing to suit her need, she turned around and eyed her cell phone on the bed.
"Hmm."
Snatching her phone off the bed, Dru concentrated on dialing Charlie's number. A few minutes later his voice came on.
"Hello?" he asked a bit groggy.
"Charlie?"
"Dru is that you? Why the hell haven't you called me back in a week! I've called you and called you and your ass didn't have the nerve to reply!" he spat out.
Holding the phone away from her ear drum, Dru took a few minutes to considering how much pleading she would do, to stop Charlie's mood.
"Calm down, Charlie."
"Calm down! Calm the fuck down! I was "calmed down," a week ago while I hadn't known my best friend wouldn't brush me off. I'm way beyond calm Dru, now I am super bitch right now!"
"Don't get bitchy with me and when the hell have you started to use the word "bitchy?"!" she hissed out.
Keeping her voice down to a low, Dru tried not to let anyone with a keen sense of hearing to listen in on her phone call. There was a couple of student that she figured out could listen even to a pin being dropped miles away. She wasn't about to let some noisy kid hear her calls. Making sure, the wall had been sound proof after she got into her room, Dru gritted her teeth in frustration.
"Since now, Dru. God, you keep me in the dark with this Pyro dude crap and then you don't call me back."
"I know and I am sorry but I had the "dreams.""
Silence came over the phone which made Dru get a bit nervous.
"Charlie? Are you still there?"
"Umm, yeah." he replied after letting out a small sigh.
"Yeah."
"How?"
"Painkillers."
"Damn."
"Yep."
"I thought you said you would stop?"
"I did, past tense."
"You promised."
"It had been broken, just let me explain it to you."
"No, you promised me you wouldn't do it and you lied. There is nothing to be explained." he spat out.
"I know but I needed to do it, Charlie. I had to."
"No, you didn't. You didn't have to, you could have talked it out and called me. Anything, but that."
"It was my decision Charlie and do not get fatherly on me. I need a best friend and not a dad to talk to right now."
"Damn, sorry, I was just stating the fact that you should have done something other than "dreaming.""
"It is my life Charlie from what I can see and I know you are trying to help but it had been said and done."
"Alright, what do you want!" he barked out.
"Don't bark at me."
"Woof, woof."
A laugh came over the line and Charlie too started to laugh. Few minutes passed before their laughter stopped.
"I'm sorry, Dru."
"I'm sorry too, Charlie."
"You shouldn't, I tried to snap and I didn't get my morning cup of sex."
"Charlie." she gasped.
Her Charlie was back and in action. She missed his witty comments and charm. Always, she tried to start her day with a call from Charlie. It never got old with a little pep talk from Charlie.
"What! It is the truth. I need a woman's body beneath me."
"What about me?" she asked curiously.
A long silence again passed by but this one was comforting.
"I already did, in Mexico when you had too many shots."
"Hey, that is not fair. I was celebrating my birthday and the bartenders kept sending me free drinks." she replied.
"Of course because he wanted to take you home with him. Luckily, I said that we were honeymooning and he left you well enough alone."
This is the routine that Charlie and Dru took. They always started with the sex talk and then went on to other things. Never did Charlie get uncomfortable with her sexual comments. The only time there was a pause in the conversation was for either of them to think of back talk.
"Of course after you whispered into my ear the guy's alter motive and I slurred out that you were my hubby."
"Yeah, the guy got a disappointed look on his face but he was a coyote ugly."
"Hmm, I thought that he was cute but the next day when we went back to get a friend then I regretted drinking tequila."
A laugh resounded over the line as Charlie tried to stop himself from laughing even more.
"I remember that and the guy had acne all over his face, teeth rotting out of his head, beer belly, oh god I can still picture the guy."
"That face will be forever burned into my memory and I thought he was hot the other night."
"That's what happens when you take advantage of Mexico."
"True, very true."
"Now, what was the reason you called me or did you just want to keep going down memory lane."
"Both but first I want, no, I need something that you have."
"My, my, my, Dru you know I cannot give you my body. I am going to need it when I head off to work."
"No, not that Charlie, although maybe later but I need the costume of my slave costume and a date for the Naughty or Nice Bash this Sunday."
"The one with the chain and collar included and yes I would be privileged on going to the bash with you. Where is it?"
"Here at the mansion."
"No fucking way."
"Yes fucking way."
"Will they allow me to go since I am not of mutant blood?"
"Don't get bloodlines on me."
"Sorry, too many readings of Anne Rice."
"Anne Rice is a great author who writes what she feels whether it might offend some people or not. I want to read the one's on Sleeping Beauty and her punishment."
"Same here, although it might be hard to find in bookstores cause it is under erotica and S and M."
"True but we must try."
"Any ways, will they let me attend?"
"Not unless we just crash the party."
"I am not liking this Dru, what are you planning."
"It has been about two hours since I have been out of the dreams and the students and teachers don't know a thing."
"What? You are a sneaky girl usually, but people get word of your recovery. So you're hiding out or something?"
"Something like that."
"Dru." he replied in a condescending tone.
"I am heading over to your house in less than five minutes and leave everything in my room as is so they don't get a tip of whether I was in my room or not. I will be at your house until Saturday night where you and I will change and go to the bash."
"I don't like the sound of this."
"The daring Charlie who would streak for a little bit of money. The same Charlie who would do stupid stunts like flashing in front of a group of old ladies which got him into trouble and arrested, is going soft on me?"
"I was desperate for cash to get me through college and the flashing was when I was drunk out of my mind. I did get off the hook if I apologized to the ladies along with community service."
"Either way, you were and will always be a crazy bastard."
"I am not a bastard, but I am a crazy mother sucker!" he whooped out.
"Oh yeah, you are Charlie."
"So when are you coming over?"
"I already am."
"What?"
"Open the door, Charlie."
Getting up from the couch in the living room, Charlie walked over to his loft's front door. Looking into the peephole low and behold there was Dru staring at him. The cell phone was in her hand. Dru had started to run and jump from tree to tree to make sure she didn't get caught leaving the school. Once she was in the city, Dru had gotten herself a wig and wearing them.
"What is with the green wig and contacts?" he asked.
Walking into his loft, Dru headed toward the bathroom and started to take off the wig and contacts. Blinking a bit, Dru managed to get out the blue-silver contacts and saw her green eyes looking back at her. She did like her green eyes but people kept asking her whether they were contacts.
Since because her colored eyes were so intense it sometimes made people uneasy when she looked at them. It was better to hide her traits and look normal then bring unwanted attention to herself.
"As a cover in case I got followed and wouldn't get recognized. I thought you caught up on the James Bond movies. Besides you need to get into your stripper character." she replied walking out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.
"That is different because I am a stripper and strippers do not need to learn how to kill a person with a tic tac and paper."
"You're talking about McGyver."
"That's the guy's name?"
"Yeah the one who can kill you with just a few things around the house."
"Wouldn't want him to be my enemy, now then?"
"True."
Looking around in the cupboards, Dru was able to find a skillet and started to heat up the oven.
"What am I going to wear to the bash, if I do go?" he asked crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned his hip against the kitchen table.
"How about the outfit I got for you for your work?"
"The fallen angel outfit with the blacks wings?"
"Yes, you looked great in it before you threw it off to jiggle your ass in front of an eighty-year-old woman."
"Again the woman wanted it and she was enjoying it very much alongside with her daughter."
"Sure." she replied as she cracked a couple of eggs into a bowl and started to batter it.
"I still have the costume but the wings are a bit dusty." he replied walking over to wrap his arms around her waist, his head on her shoulder looking at her batter.
"Don't worry about it. I'll clean it." she answered looking over to him as she kept battering the eggs.
This could have been a moment where Charlie could have taken the plunge and kissed Dru but he took the sissy road and just looked at the eggs.
"Alright, they're in my room."
"After I make us a breakfast then we'll try on the costumes."
"So I am going as a fallen angel and you as an evil villian?"
"No, I am going to try on the collar to which will be hooked up to you since we have almost the same neck size and then I will try on my dominatrix costume."
"I didn't agree to being your pet at the dance."
Turning around, Dru was pinned against the kitchen table as she looked into Charlie's eyes. No matter what kind of crap she got into and vice versa they were there for each other. Their friendship had gotten stronger as time passed by even after the drinking problem.
"Come on you could be my fallen angel." she teased.
Pressing against Dru, Charlie wrapped his arms around her back and looked into her eyes.
"I don't know." he mumbled out.
"Come on, you'll like it and you might get glares from the guys as their dates fawn over you."
"I like but I will only have my eyes on you."
"You're just saying that cause you're my best pal." she scoffed out.
"Yeah but I wouldn't ditch you just to get some."
"How noble of you." she retorted as she rested her head against his chest.
"Well, I am a noble kind of guy."
"Are you going to wear the collar or not?" she asked as her breath hit his neck.
A shiver went down his back as he gulped down some air before answering.
"That depends."
"Depends on what?" she replied looking up at him.
"Whether you're going to be hanging all over that Pyro dude." he rolled off his tongue.
"Nope and I never hung all over him." she answered curtly.
Still in his arms, she breathed in his scent and found he had taken a shower.
"You did at the strip club and you let him into your heart."
"Yep and I could have ended up hurt like my mom and then where would I be?"
"Pregnant maybe."
"Yep, I have to keep my head in the game if I want to teach my good for nothing dad a lesson."
"Why are you so determined to get back at him?" he asked out of curiosity.
"After he left me to fend for myself while he went off to have a good time, I thought it would be a great way to ruin the life he tried to have without me."
"Right now they are clearing a first class seat for you for hell." he replied.
A laugh tore from his throat as he thought about what he had said.
"No, I think I might be the driver and not the passenger to hell." she answered before a smirk played on her lips.
"Alright, let's eat and then see if the costume still fits."
"Are you telling me I am fat?" she asked curiously with a shock look on her face.
"Of course not, I am thinking the costume might have shrunk while we had them dry cleaned.
"Nice save."
"Thanks."
While Charlie and Dru were trying on their costumes, back at the school hell was starting to brew as Ororo came to check up on Dru.
"Let's see if we can get you up with this." Ororo replied as she carried in a tray of medicines.
With one hand, she managed to pull back the curtain but as she looked at the bed, the tray fell.
"Oh my God!" she replied before heading toward the telephone in the office.
Remembering the number she wanted, Ororo dialed Logan. Logan who walked toward his room, heard his belt ringing. Reaching inside his pocket, he pulled out the phone, flipped it, and answered.
"Hello?"
"Logan, this is Ororo."
"What's wrong? You sound, nervous."
"Dru is gone."
"What!"
A/N: "Oh yeah!" :Dance a front and back flip and starts to dance sensually getting a few eye brows rising from my guy friends: Thanks for all the reviews and I am sorry it has taken me a while to get this up.
Wow, this chappie took me over a month and one week. Wow! It's because of school and things but the reviews and encouragement I've gotten from my readers helped me to finish the next chapter in the series. I have had problems with family and school work but I did it. I got the chapter up.
Hope you like this chapter again, I put all lot into this chapter and give me some more reviews!
Thanks to SamHobbit, who put me on his favorites list. I am so honored. :tear: And I would like to thank LoneEagel13, TheWolf, SamHobbit again, Elf Princess Claire, Chibi Chingo (love your praise), Sue F. (I tried not to put a lot of he, she's, Dru and all and I have tried to use less subjects), Avira Alika Yurimisha, psycho88 (I was getting to Pyro and Dru getting together who knows), yeurou, blackfirefaerie, Miss-Scooty-Pants, and last but not least, mystery-child-001 for putting me on your author alert lists. :Kisses:
Don't know how long the next chapter will take because I have been studying, social life, family vacations and all but if you can get me past 30 reviews than I will try my hardest to upload. No flaming and please nice constructive criticism and I do appreciate praise. It might take a while longer with the next chapter but I will try.
Next Chapter: Dru is awake and now ready to have some revenge! What will happen at the bash? Will she get back at John and will Charlie have her! Who knows! Until next time.