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.
There is a couple of songs that come in and out which can mean the music is playing in the auditorium. I am going through my Phantom of the Opera stage which means a couple of songs are going to be from the soundtrack. There is songs from The Killers, and Jennifer as well in this story.
I do not own Erik who is the name of the Phantom in Phantom of the Opera nor do I own the actor named Gerard "Gerry" Butler who plays Erik. Though God in Heaven, I wish I did. Give me a few minutes with Erik and or Gerard and those boys will be begging for my love. Hehehe.
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A/N: WE HAVE TWO NEW CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY THOUGH YOU WILL FIND OUT WHO THEY REALLY ARE IN THE END. SINCE THIS IS A COSTUME OF GOOD OR EVIL, THESE CHARACTERS ARE REALLY TWO MAIN CHARACTERS DRESSED UP FROM "DON JUAN TRIUMPHANT" THE OPERA. I LOVED IT IN PHANTOM OF THE OPERA AND NOW I HAVE INCORPORATED INTO THE STORY. TRY TO KEEP AN EYE ON THE DON JUAN ANDAMINTA FOR THEY ARE SOMEONE ELSE WHO YOU MIGHT NOT EXPECT TO BE.
Chapter 16-Point of No Return. . .
The party commenced, students dressed in either nice or naughty costumes. There were a couple of girls dressed as nice angels cloaked in white with glitter in their hair, halos, and wings strapped to them. Not a whole lot of students other than Arthur and three others went into the Naughty route. The rest were the good characters. Seems there needed to be some excitement to the dance since only a few people were on the dancefloor.
Dressed in his jeans, t-shirt, just himself like always was Logan. Adorned in a white angel outfit where the dress stopped at her knees, sleeves, and the neckline a bit plunging, white pumps, accessorize with wings and a small halo was the magnificient Ororo. Scott even got into the festivities with just two little devil's horns on his head but that was it. The Professor with just a halo hovering over his head, strapped to his wheelchair.
"The set is trapped for Dru in case she crashes the party," replied Scott. He looked around the room before glancing back to the Professor.
"Let's just hope no trouble starts here where the students are having their fun," answered the Professor.
The song "Point of No Return", from The Phantom of the Opera soundtrack came on suddenly, playing its song. It was Erik de Phantom's voice played by Gerard Butler's voice came on. Oh, sultry and deep was the way to go.
PHANTOM: Passarino - Go away for the trap it is set and waits for its prey.
You have come here
In pursuit of your deepest urge
In pursuit of that wish which till now
Has been silent
Silent.
I have brought you
That our passions may fuse and merge
In your mind you've already succumbed to me, dropped all defenses
Completely succumbed to me
Now you are here with me
No second thoughts
You've decided
Decided.
The lights went out as a spotlight hit a couple in the middle of the dance floor. It was Don Juan and Aminta.
The Don Juan wore the black mask, with his dark chocolate brown jacket and matador pants. His cloak was around his neck and the peasant shirt with the ruffles hit the light underneath his jacket. Aminta was with her dress, white at the top, hanging off her shoulders loosely, and gold at the bottom. The dress looked like one a gypsy might wear. A blood red corset was placed on top of her dress, giving her bosoms a lift where they needed it. Her hair was in wavy brown curls, with a red rose in her hair to finish the assemble.
Don Juan and Aminta started to tango to the music while they sung to each other. Aminta was wearing a black mask as well as Don Juan, both hiding their true selves. Only their eyes were shown as they stepped to the music.
Past the point of no return
No backward glances
OUR GAMES OF MAKE BELIEVE ARE AT AN END
Past all thought of "if" or "when"
No use resisting
Abandon thought and let the dream descend
Aminta came near to Don Juan and wrapped a leg around his waist, she bent forward while he bent back, doing a back and forth motion of their bodies.
The students looked on, whispering to each other about who this couple was. It was good versus evil, temptation versus innocence, lust versus virtue.
Don Juan whispered into Aminta's ear and she smiled, her crimson red lips parting to give a wicked smile. Their bodies turned and turned, in circles, faster and faster as the song kept playing.
What raging FIRE shall flood the soul
What rich desire unlocks its door
What sweet seduction lies before us?
Past the point of no return The final threshold
What warm unspoken secrets
Will we learn
beyond the point of no return?
Aminta leaned back, Don Juan's hand on her back as his other hand went from her neck down to the shallow of her breasts. Her head jerked fast, catching Don Juan's hand before he could get any further and wiggled her finger in a "no-no" signal. She turned until she leaned back onto Don Juan and he wrapped his arms around her waist, telling everyone in the room that he owned her. She was his.
CHRISTINE: You have brought me
To that moment when words run dry
To that moment when speech disappears
Into silence
Silence.
I have come here,
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind I've already imagined
Our bodies entwining
Defenseless and silent,
Now I am here with you
No second thoughts
I've decided
Decided.
Turning in his arm, Aminta faced him again, her hands out in a gesture that meant they were going to twirl again. Don Juan nodded and twirled her around the dance floor, the spotlight never missing the two. She moved her hips to the sides, her long legs that went on for days moving to the song that was making them mesh together to the beat of the music. They parted for just a second before coming at each other and dipping.
Past the point of no return
No going back now
Our passion-play has now at last begun.
Past all thought of right or wrong
One final question
How long should we two wait before we're one?
It looked as if they were singing the song to each other, the X-men team as well were trying to see who it was that were dancing to this particular song.
"Is it Dru," asked Ororo.
"I don't know, I can't make her face out. Her hair has streaks but this one has reddish brown curly hair," responded Logan. Squinting his eyes, he tried to make out the figure of the girl but could not see any resemblance of Dru.
John and Samantha who were in a corner making out, had seen the couple appear out of nowhere and started to dance. Samantha stopped groping John and looked over at the dance floor.
"Why did you stop," he asked as his lips found her neck.
Pushing him away, she looked at him before back onto the dance floor.
"I want to watch those two dance," she replied, licking her lips at the Don Juan.
Following her gaze, John found the couple in the middle of their routine, dancing to a song that he could not recognize. Squinting a bit, he could make out a girl with curly hair and a man with jet black hair. He looked at his watch, waiting for how much longer that particular couple would dance.
When will the blood begin to race
The sleeping bud burst into bloom
When will the flames at last consume us?
They separated once again, a few feet from each other as they sung to the words of the hypnotic song.
BOTH: Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed
So stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point of no return
With that last word, Don Juan took hold of Aminta's hand and spun her around till she faced away from him and one of his hands wrapped around her neck, caressing it. Her head fell back, reveling in the feeling of it as his other hand went to her waist, grabbing hold of her hand that was on her waist. She smirked, loving the attention Don Juan and her got from it.
PHANTOM: Say you'll share with me
One love, one lifetime
Lead me, save me from my solitude
Say you want me
With you here
Beside you
Anywhere you go
Let me go too
Christine that's all I ask of. . .
Just before Don Juan could utter the word "you", Marguerite reached for his face and took off his mask. Or did she? Once her hand went to take off his mask and reveal him to the school, Don Juan's right hand flew out to take hold of her wrist. He put her wrist to his heart and kissed her cheek. They both smiled, knowing their identities were both kept a secret.
The song ended and the spotlight turned off, making the whole room dark before candles placed around the room, lit up. Courtesy of the Professor, he wanted to give a dimmer atmosphere and from there, he could look for Dru in her own environment.
People started clapping, as the costumed Aminta and Don Juan took a bow and a curtsy before heading towards the corner benches to talk a bit. The music started up again with a fast beat where most of the students got onto the dance floor. Arthur, who was dressed as a bad angel walked up to Aminta and Don Juan.
"Nice dance, a little risque but I like. None of these other students would have the balls to get up and dance like that. Most of them are afraid to get into trouble but not you two, I congratulate you," he replied in a melancholy voice. Giving a handshake to Don Juan and a hug to the Aminta, he walked away to his group of friends.
"You danced well," Don Juan replied in a deep sultry voice.
"I could say the same for you but you almost touched me in a place where only boyfriends could go," Aminta answered in a sleek feminine voice.
"Twas only the shallow of you're breasts," he stated looking around, keeping his cloak snug around his neck. The person in the Don Juan costume, very much looked the part of it.
Keeping her hands on her hips, Aminta was able to let out one breath before having to hold in another one. Seems the corsette could cut off her breathing if she did not move right.
"This corsette is getting to me, I do not know how a women in those time could wear it," she retorted, moving her corsette a bit with her hands. By doing that, Aminta was able to push her breasts up a bit.
"I can't belive women wore this, you don't look comfortable," replied the Don Juan as he examined how tight the corsette was around her dress and body.
"No shit, Don Juan," she retorted as she winced a bit.
"Well the outcome of it came the breasts being pushed more up that you get toshow the men what they are getting once they marry you," snickered the sultry Don Juan.
Slapping his arm, she laughed at him not realizing that both were being watched by Logan, Ororo, Scott, Nightcrawler, and the Professor.
"Their voices do not match the voices of Dru or her friend, what is his name? Chuck? Chuly? Charlie? Ah yes, Charlie," answered the Professor.
"They could be imitating their voices to be deeper in range or higher," answered Nightcrawler. He was dressed just as himself with a white halo hanging over his head.
"She isn't causing any trouble for now. . ." said Scott. His eyes were on the couple, he didn't want anything bad to happen at this bash.
Another song started up, "Mr. Brightside", by The Killers and a couple of kids started to dance to it but it was Aminta and Don Juan who the kids were watching if they were going to join in. They did. Don Juan held out his hand towards Aminta who gladly took it and both sauntered onto the dance floor. A few minutes listening to the song and they started to sway to it.
Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss
Moving her hips, Aminta did a cabaret dance, doing a rendition of the music video where the dancers started to lift their skirts up a bit but she didn't go that far. She didn't want to get into trouble. A few male students were disappointed when she didn't lift her skirt up all the way.
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking the drag
Twirling her dress, she purred at Don Juan and gave him a come hither look as he obeyed and took her in his arms and dipped her. Her body sauntered back and forth in his arms while her hips rotated on his.
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
Not wanting to be outdone by some girl in a silly costume, Samantha pulled Pyro onto the dance floor. Samantha was dressed as the fallen angel, her dress was a very black revealing v neck long sleeved dress. The only way she was given permission to wear the dress at the dance was to have a tank top underneath it along with some shorts. She was wearing a shirt alright a sheer one along with some daisy dukes. Along with the dress came a black halo pinned into her hair and small black wings that every few minutes had to be readjusted so it wouldn't snap at her skin.
He takes off her dress now
Let me go
And I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control
Doing the same action as Aminta, Samantha got close to John and slid her hands up and down his chest till she slid down his body and looked up at him and then his crotch before coming back up. Aminta just laughed at her and whispered something to Don Juan who also laughed as well.
Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibi
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
I'm Mr. Brightside
"You got something to say about me that you do not have the guts to tell me to my face," Samantha asked.
"Did I say I was talking about you to him? Not everything revolves around you," Aminta replied her voice giving off a hint of anger.
"Hoe."
"Hoe? Who are you calling a hoe? You're the hoe. Spreading your legs for any and every guy who even has a slight interest in you," Aminta replied.
"Alright let's stop this before it gets out of hand," replied Don Juan as he stepped in between the girls and faced Aminta.
"Let me at her, Don Juan. Give me a few minutes and I know that I can rip out her fake extensions," spat Aminta as her hands went to claw at Samantha.
Luckily, Don Juan had a hold of Aminta and kept her from defacing Samantha. It wouldn't be long before a cat fight broke out. It was all a blur and was a quick fight before the X team could intervene. Here was a recap of what happened in that minute and a half as the X-Men team pushed their way through the forming crowd of students, surrounding Aminta, Don Juan, Samantha, and Pyro.
First punch came from Samantha who took a hold of Aminta's hair, thinking it was wig and tried to pull it off. Finding that it wasn't, Aminta lifted her head up, enough for Samantha to see her masked face and the grin that she was bearing. Before Samantha could try and get in another punch, Aminta came in with a low blow to her stomach. The wind was knocked right out of Samantha and she bent over to get it back. That gave enough time for Pyro to grab Aminta arms and pull them back behind her to sustain her. Just because her arms were behind her back Aminta had other ways of getting out of it.
"Awww," Pyro cried out as Aminta's spiked heel crushed itself upon his shoe.
Letting go of Aminta to tend to his aching foot, Don Juan entered the picture and punched Pyro in the face as he looked up for assistance. Pyro was thrown back into the crowd that was jeering and crying out for more action. A couple of jabs that were thrown by Pyro missed Don Juan who kept averting the blows finally got one in which was square in Don Juan's jaw. A growl came from within Don Juan as he stopped over and charged at Pyro, taking hold of him and slamming him to the ground.
Though the boys were letting out their frustration in a masculine way, Aminta and Samantha we're letting theirs out through scratching and ripping. Aminta had just finished ripping out a few of Samantha's extensions and throwing them into the crowd.
"See! This little twitch doesn't even wear real hair. I bet everything about her is fake," Aminta replied as she tried to go and take a few more extensions from Samantha.
Head pounding, Samantha knee kicked Aminta in between the legs. She tried it again, but Aminta pushed her back and laughed.
"Honey, that only works on dicks and I don't have one."
Without a warning, Aminta flew at Samantha and started to choke the life out of her. She was really determined to kill this bitch. Aminta's plans were thwarted by Logan who had broken through the crowd of kids and pulled her off of Samantha who was on the ground gasping for air.
"Get. . . this. . . . crazy. . . whore . . . off. . . . ...of me," cried out Samantha.
Pulling one of Aminta's hands that was wrapped around Samantha's throat, Logan was able to pull it behind her back.
"Ah," she screamed in pain as Logan put pressure on it.
Don Juan who had been stopped by Scott just as Pyro punched his jaw, witnessed Aminta being man handled. He couldn't help her since Scott as well had a hold of him and bent his harm back behind him. Both Don Juan and Aminta were seized by the X-men team. The fight was stopped as Pyro licked his lips tasting his blood. Aminta's arm was twisted again to calm her down and keep her from breaking loose.
"Stop it! You're hurting her! Ow," Don Juan cried out, his voice changing a bit.
"Let go of me, argh! Let me at that bitch," Aminta replied her voice as well changing as she fought against Logan's restraint.
Eyes getting a bit bigger, Logan took the initiative and pulled at the mask that would reveal the true identity of Aminta. He was in for a surprise.
Gasp! Ah! Oh My! It was none other that Dru herself as Aminta!
Smiling at the group of people, her chest heaving from using her energy at fighting, Dru shook her head side to side to give her curls some more volume. She smirked before looking over to Don Juan and blew a kiss at him. Don Juan opened his mouth as a gesture of eating her kiss and swallowed it. As well, his mask was taken off by Scott and low and behold Charlie was the masked Don Juan.
"Surprise, surprise," Charlie replied in a Texas accent.
The anger in Pyro's eyes didn't falter as he went up to Charlie, "A human, she brought a non-mutant to this place."
Crowds of kids started to murmur and gossip as others started to leave the party.
"They said she was dead. . . ," said one kid.
"I heard she killed herself because she was pregnant with that John's guy's kid. . ." said another.
"No, she killed herself because he didn't want her. . .," some unknown boy answered in a matrix costume.
"A human, bring some non-mutant trash here, I hope they kick her ass out. . ."
Their whispering and talking started to get to Dru as she growled out at them and fought against Logan as he started to take her out of the party. Right behind them, Charlie was being escorted out as well by Scott.
Thoughts of regret were starting to cloud Dru's mind as she saw her father's face. In his eyes, there was hurt, anger, disappointment, the one thing she never wanted to see in his eyes. She had really messed up this time and this time she wasn't going to get off easy. No sir, Dru was going to pay the price for this stupid act of hers.
"How could you have been stupid to bring him here!", roared Logan as he berated Dru and Charlie in the Professor's office.
Dru's sleeves were torn and one was barely hanging on for its dear life. Her hair was a mess as a result of Logan pulling on it, make up was smeared with mascara tears dried on her skin. Charlie had a sore jaw and a cut lip, they both got what they deserved, spoiled teenagers. Dru and Charlie were both standing up, side by side.
"He won't tell! Charlie is not going to rat the school out!", cried out Dru.
"I promise you, I won't say a word. I would never betray Dru. I care for her too much that I would turn my back on her."
Logan turned towards Charlie, his eyes narrowed at him.
"I wonder how much you care for my daughter. . .," inquired Logan. He could see there was something going on between Charlie and his off-spring.
"What are you implying. . . dad," asked Dru pulling out the dad card.
Looking over at Charlie who had also looked over at Dru. There was something in his eyes that was foreign to Dru. Something like love. No, it couldn't happened. Charlie was her best friend but maybe who knows. They say that best friends are good as best mates.
"I am not implying anything. I want Charlie out of here before the night is over. No buts."
With that, Logan slammed the door behind him.
Dru had to close her eyes to stop the tears from coming but one tear fell down her right cheek. She had made a fool of herself, the school, and her father. They were going to kick her out of a place where she started to feel safe. The other schools she had attended weren't the best environment for her but it made her get tougher exterior, knowing she wouldn't be there for long. But now she had found a place where she could kick back and be herself and she had screwed it up.
"Oh God Charlie, I have really fucked up this time. There is no way on God's green earth, that the Professor is going to let me stay."
Walking over to a chair, Dru sat in it, hanging her head in her hands. A cry left her as her mental state finally broke down. The scared woman was coming out from behind the wall she had built up over the years. On a day that was considered holy, she had defiled it.
Charlie walked over to her and stood in front of her shaking self. He hated seeing her like this and hated the way the party had come down like this.
"Go away, I don't deserve friends. I don't deserve anything."
Charlie lifted Dru up off the chair by her shoulders, her head hung low. Part of her hair covered part of her face that was now starting to streak even more with tears.
"Don't even say it. Don't let him get to you. Where is the tough bitch I know," Charlie asking lifting Dru's chin.
Fighting against his fingers Dru looked up into Charlie's face, her green eyes losing its light.
"The tough bitch is hiding in a corner after having her ass kicked tonight. Did you see the way he looked at me. He was disappointed. I am a failure in his eyes, just like my mother."
"No you're not. You are not like your mother. She is a failure for leaving you behind. You are going to be better than your mom. I know it."
Charlie kissed Dru's cheek reassuring her of his statement. From there things just started to go a bit out of hand. With the kiss on the cheek, came the kiss on her lips. From the lips came Dru wrapping her arms around his neck. Charlie just couldn't take it anymore.
He wanted, no yearned to be with Dru. She was his and she knew it.
"Charlie. . .," Dru whispered into his ear as she pushed her up against the wall and kissed her neck.
"Don't speak, not now. . ." hissed out Charlie against her skin. He kissed her shoulders, neck, and then her lips. He possessed her lips with his, his hands roaming over her breasts. His hands found them, kneading them through the black fallen angel's dress.
"We can't do this. . ." Dru moaned out as she tried to push Charlie off of her. This was wrong. She was about to be kicked out of school and Charlie was practically groping her in the Professor Xavier's office.
"Yes we can, you want it, I want it," heaved Charlie out as he wrapped Dru's leg around his waist. He grinded into her as she moaned out in pleasure and in pain.
"No, I mean yes, I mean no!" Dru cried out as she pushed Charlie away from her.
Her chest was heaving as she pushed her hair out of her face, wanting a better look at Charlie. Charlie's chest was heaving as well as a hint of embarrassment hit his eyes.
"I can't do this Charlie. You're my friend. My friend."
"I can't do this either Dru. I cannot be just your friend, I cannot see you go out night after night with a different guy and come back with dissatisfaction or sadness. I won't do it anymore. I love you. God, can't you see that, I love you," Charlie answered pouring everything he had bottled up inside for the many years that he had come to terms to loving Dru.
"What are you talking about! I don't go around sleeping with people like some whore! Is that what you think of me, a whore," she asked raising her voice a bit more.
"No, that is not what I meant. I do not think of you as a whore. It came out all wrong."
"Really from what you are telling me, I am someone who sleeps around and can't seem to hold a relationship."
"What a minute, why are you even changing the subject? I tell you I love you and you don't want to reply to it."
"Charlie. . .," Dru faltered before answering, "I do love you but as a friend but more. I don't want to lose what we have. I don't want to be friends who turn into lovers, hate each other, and break up. I have seen that happen with my other friends. I care for you too much to let that happen. It is better this way."
"Better this way? Better for who Dru? Better for you since you didn't really make a fool out of yourself. I did that all on my own. I groped you but you were into it. I could see that."
She had to bite down on her lower lip to stop her from saying things that she knew would hurt her in the end. Yes, she cared for her Charlie but was afraid to have him leave her. She was afraid.
"Stop it Charlie, I wasn't thinking straight. I am going to have my ass kicked out of a school that I really love and you take advantage of that," screamed Dru.
The door opened to the office, the Professor wheeling himself into the compartment. He could see that there had been a fight going on between the two. Knowing this from the fact that Dru was wiping away tears from her eyes from one side of the room and Charlie calming himself down on the other. Charlie also had the markings of smeared lipstick on his face and a forming hickey on his neck.
"Excuse me Charlie, is that your name," asked the Professor.
Charlie nodded staring at Dru, daring her to look up at him.
"Well Charlie, I would like to have a word with Miss Dru."
Nodding at the Professor, Charlie started to leave them but not before walking over to Dru and whispering something in her ear.
"No, Charlie, please don't."
Charlie kissed her cheek before leaving the office and Dru walked to the seat, facing the Professor's desk.
"Should I be getting my things so I leave before the rest of the school sees me," Dru asked not wanting to look the Professor in the eye.
"I am disappointed you, I did not expect for something like this to happen."
He shook his head back and forth.
"I did not expect it either, but when it comes to loving someone, what can you do," she asked to the Professor and especially to herself.
"You did not have to choke somebody to get someone to love you."
"I just could not stand seeing him with her, it made me so angry. It was building up inside and then it all broke out like a dam."
"You should be expelled from this school."
"I know Professor and I deserve it. I acted like a bitch coming here and an even bigger one in the end."
"Do not doubt yourself. You were a bit of nuisance in the beginning but towards the end you started to show your true self. Though having you strangle someone is not a good way to see the real you."
Crossing her legs and her arms over her chest, Dru sighed before answering. She was embarrassed for bringing pain and pity to her family name. Dru was coming out as the Mary Sue in her life and she did not want that at all.
"I am truly sorry for causing a display of embarrassment. I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me once I leave this place. Charlie should not have been here at the dance but he will keep the school a secret. He has kept my secret since I started mutating and I wanted to show him the side that I shut out to him. I wanted him to experience the school that he and I never had."
Standing up from her chair, Dru bowed slowly towards the Professor and headed for the door.
"I will pack my things and leave before morning comes. It is better if I leave and not bring anymore trouble to this school."
Speaking her last say, Dru exited the room, leaving the Professor alone. He closed his eyes, speaking to Dru through her mind.
"You didn't give me a chance to speak, Dru. What I wanted to say was that it is unusual that I give a student so many chances. I do want you to stay but find that you might take advantage of my hospitality."
"I will not Professor, I wish to stay here at the school. Thank you very much Professor," Dru replied as she said this in voice and walked back to the Professor and gave him a hug.
"You welcome but why don't you go and get yourself tidied up," the Professor answered pointing towards a mirror in his study.
Walking over to the mirror, Dru saw that her dress was torn at the straps and were barely holding her breasts up. They looked as if they were going to spill out, her hair was out sticking out in different places, make up smeared, mascara running, the front of her dress was coated in juice, and her stockings were ruined. All in all, she looked like a whore from the movie From Hell starring Johnny Depp who was solving the mystery deaths of prostitutes.
"Oh thank you," she replied, putting her hair back into a messy bun and pulled her dress up a bit, tying the strings of her dress.
Turning around she nodded at the Professor before heading out into the hallway. She closed the door behind her, leaning against it, blowing out a huge breath that she didn't know she had been holding. Waiting for her outside was none other than John or his alias name Pyro playing with his lighter. Seems her friend Charlie had gone to wait for her in her dorm room.
Pushing herself off of the door, she started to walk to her room, not wanting to have another confrontation with him.
"Did you really have to choke her," he asked out of the blue. It seemed as though the question he asked was to himself but Dru ignored it.
"Hmpf," she asked not really paying attention to where her legs were taking. All she knew was that it was taking her far away from him as possible.
Just because Dru was walking away, didn't mean John did not follow her.
"I asked you a question, why did you have to choke her," he asked this time grabbing her arm to stop her power walking.
Whipping her hair in his face, Dru bit the inside of her cheek to calm herself down. He could see the tear-mascara stained cheeks and his mind started to formulate what had gone on inside the room.
"I don't know."
"Don't even, you must have had a reason to just come up and choke her. She was my date."
"She is, was, and always will be a whore."
Smirking, she licked her crimson red lips that were smeared just a bit as she leaned back against the hallway, his hand still on her forearm.
"You take that back," he hissed, his hold on her arm was even tighter.
To an individual who could have walked in on their conversation, the person would have thought it was a lovers' quarrel. It could have been since there was some sparks flying between those two but it was just spark of jealousy.
"No, the fact of the matter you brought a two bit floozy to the bash," Dru replied wincing at his hold, "Let go of my arm."
The grip on her arm loosened but he still had his hold on it. Not wanting Dru an escape route, he pushed her up against the wall to prevent her from leaving.
"Floozy? What about you? You came here with a human, one that can tell all our secrets and bring this school down. You were all over him."
"Don't call him a human, he has a name. Charlie."
"Ah yes, Charlie. The stripper fore named Charlie. I saw him come out of the Professor's room looking all flushed with your lipstick smeared all over his face. Did you fuck him in Xavier's room? I bet you did. Don't call someone a whore when the only whore I see here is you."
His words were getting on her last nerves, she had just gone through this with Charlie and now John.
"For your information I did not screw him. He is my friend Charlie, my best friend. I don't fuck best friends. You may think in that sick twisted fuck of a mind that I am a whore but lets get one thing straight: At least I am not yours."
Pulling her arm from his grip, she pushed him away, heading back to her room. Having enough of John, Dru held her hand up to him, giving him the bird. He did the same thing.
While Dru was in the Professor's office a while ago:
Charlie closed the door, wiping as much of Dru's lipstick of his mouth. He left Dru with the Professor to talk over if she would still be attending school. Looking up he saw John staring at him and smiled.
"How is that bimbo doing? Is her neck still sore," Charlie asked as he scratched his neck, showing off one of the hickeys.
"She isn't a bimbo and her neck is still hurting. There won't be any bruising if she keeps an ice pack on it."
"That girl got what was coming to her. You should haven't have provoked Dru, you don't know how she gets when she is jealous."
"Jealous you say? She was jealous of her?"
"No, not of her. Of you. She was jealous that you were going with someone else."
"If she was jealous then she should have told me."
"Do you think Dru would have come up to you and admit she was jealous? That would be the last thing she would ever do."
"Still, she should have."
"She does not the follow the rules that make others bland and predictable. Dru goes by her own rules."
"And those rules include screwing you," he asked bitterly.
"You might say that," Charlie answered trying to get on John's nerves.
"I can't believe it, you're her friend and you screw her in the Professor's office. How very romantic of you."
"At least I got to her before you did. It was someone she trusted enough then with a punk like you."
This was a low blow and John knew it as he came at Charlie and almost punched him. Almost. He didn't do it.
"Go on and hit me, then Dru will have reason to hate you even more."
"I am not going to hit you, I am not trying to be an asshole such as yourself."
Smiling in his face, Charlie pushed Pyro away as he walked towards Dru's room. He was going to wait up for her because he needed to talk to her.
After giving John the finger:
Sighing to herself, Dru opened the door to her room and noticed Charlie sprawled on her bed, sleeping on it. She walked over to him and without any warning, she pushed him off of her bed and onto the floor. Charlie fell to the floor with a clunk.
"Aw fuck! What was that for? Shit, that hurts," he spat out, feeling his head for any bruises.
"Do not play dumbass with me."
"I don't know what you are talking about," replied Charlie.
"You gave John the impression that we fucked in the Professor's room when we didn't! Why did you do that!"
Standing up from the ground, Charlie brushed away any dirt from his clothes. He ignored her question and kept brushing away. Having grown sick and tired of his attitude and not wanting to get into another fight, Dru started to remove her make-up.
They ignored each other for about twenty minutes to the point where you could cut the sexual tension and frustration with a knife. Not having anything else to take off her face, Dru looked herself in the mirror. It was back to its normal self but her face looked sadder, more hurt but her eyes still held the anger she had. Anger for letting Charlie take advantage of her, her feelings for John get out of hand, and for treating her father like shit.
"How long have you had feelings for me? How long have you," she asked the herself in the mirror though it was really directed at Charlie.
"Since forever, I did not realize it till I almost lost you over the bottle."
"Why did you keep a secret," she let out in a whisper, her voice quivering a bit.
Closing her eyes, she let out a shallow breath before opening them and finding that Charlie was behind her, his hands going out before him to reach her shoulders. She let her head fall down as she felt Charlie's hands on her shoulders.
"I was afraid. I am afraid of only two things: getting back on the alcohol and losing you because of it."
His hand kneaded her sore shoulders as she let out a small groan.
"You will never lose me," she whispered again, leaning her head back against his taut stomach. Her lips went to kiss his left knuckles.
"You won't lose me," she said into his knuckles.
Looking up after placing a kiss on the inside palm of Charlie's hand, he leaned down to take her lips in his.
"We can't go back after this," she said into the kiss.
"I don't want to go back," he replied before stopping her next reply with another kiss.
Standing up, Dru walked Charlie and herself over to the bed where Charlie sat down and started to kiss her stomach. Her hands went through his hair as she bent down to kiss the top of his head. His eyes looked up at her, it looked as if he was asking for forgiveness. Smiling down at him, Dru bent down to kiss his lips. Jennifer Day's 'Completely' started up softly in the background. Realizing that Charlie had turned on the stereo the whole time before they knew it.
I'll give my all, or not at all
There's no in-between
I'll give my best, won't second guess
This feelin' deep in me
"No going back," he said against her lips.
"Shut up and kiss me."
Following her command, he did. He tasted her lips, tasted her essence. She was finally his, his to love, adore, and to be with. Dru was his for the picking.
Turning around, Dru started to unlace the leather straps that would release her from the corsette. Tenderly, he helped to unlace her until the last string was taken out and the corsette opened. A breath of relief rushed from her lungs. Never would she wear another one unless it was absolutely necessary. The corsette fell from her, falling to the ground and now all that was left was the dress.
Slowly, bit by bit, the zipper of the dress started to slide down. As every bit of her bare skin showed, Charlie was there to kiss it. Not deciding to wear a bra because the corsette would be her bra anyhow, Charlie was thankful for it. The dress slipped down the the ground as Dru kicked it to the side. She did not want to turn around and face Charlie, she was embarrassed enough as it is. Her hands went to cover her breasts as her skin started to get goose bumps.
"Why are you shy Dru? I have seen you out of clothing when we went skinny dipping even when we tried on clothes and they only had one changing room," Charlie asked.
You make me want to love you
With every breath I'll love you, (oh) endlessly
I'll give my heart, give my soul
I won't hold back, I'll give you everything
All of me, completely
"This time is different," Dru replied, not looking Charlie in the face, her back to him.
"How so," he inquired as he started to kiss her the back of her neck and shoulders.
"You will be the first. . ."
"The first who will take you? I thought you already did have sex."
"Charlie, let me finish," she sniped before letting out a small moan from Charlie kissing her shoulder blades.
"Sorry, go on and finish what you wanted to say," he grumbled out, nibbling on her neck a bit.
"You will be the first I actually wanted to make love with, the first I wanted to really get to my heart."
Carefully, Dru turned around in Charlie's arms who had embraced her and looked into his eyes. Her arms were still covering her breasts and still wore her knickers. One by one, her arms were extracted from her breasts by his hands. Once her hands, were at her sides, Charlie looked down to marvel at her.
"God, you are beautiful," he answered, his eyes still on her bosom which she had tattooed the nicknames 'Erik and Gerry', at the top of her breasts. It signified the names of her favorite actor/character.
Her body was her canvas which she filled with tattoos, scars from rituals of scarification, and small little nicks.
"Don't say it if you don't mean it Charlie," Dru replied getting nervous about her body.
You fill me up with your love
Oh, I just overflow
When we touch, can't get enough
And I want you to know
Back then, Dru did not care how the other guy felt about her body. They either took it as is or get the hell out of her bed. Most of the guys took it as is and had their fun and Dru was left with the satisfaction of getting what she wanted. She really didn't give a rat's ass about whether the guy had gotten pleasure of it or not. Now she was going to have to give a fuck about someone. Especially someone she cared for.
"I do mean it Dru, with every god damn fiber of my being."
It was just what she needed to give her the extra strength to kiss Charlie and embrace him. From there, Dru was able to strip Charlie of his chocolate brown jacket, tortured poet shirt, and there she kissed the tattoo he had on his back. It was her initials that he had tattooed in cursive. He had done it for her birthday two years ago and it had a rose underneath it.
"I still can't believe you did that for me," she exasperated.
You make me want to love you
With every breath I'll love you, (oh) endlessly
I'll give my heart, give my soul
I won't hold back, I'll give you everything
"Me? What about you? You had my initials on the small of your back."
Repaying Charlie back for the tattoo on the middle of his back, Dru had gotten Charlie's initials on the small of her back as well. Now it was Tweedle De and Tweedle Dum only in the 2005 version and a bit more cuter.
"But it is cute because just a few inches above it is the red rose with the black ribbon tied around it."
Lips on his neck, Dru suckled, giving Charlie another hickey. She wrapped her arms around him as his hands roamed up and down her back, loving every bit of her. He laid her back onto her bed, looking her up and down before laying down on top of her. Those legs that went on for days, wrapped themselves around his waist, keeping him there in place. Looking up into his eyes, she nodded at him before he bent down to kiss her neck, trailing his kissing down and right back up. She reached out for his hand as they threaded their fingers together as one.
Afterward, she held him in her arms not wanting to let go. Her fingers made a small path up and down his spine as their breathing came as one.
That night marked the beginning of Dru's and Charlie's relationship and the end for them.
. . . All of me, completely
A/N: Wow, that took me a while, how long did it take? I don't know about two months! I am sorry but school got in me away along with my friends. Love my dear friends. Now, I want to thank all my readers who have been patient to wait for this installment. The next chapter, I already have in mind.
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Next chapter:Just as things were gettingbetter for Dru something happens.A funeral which will leave someone in tears. Is this the end of Dru? Tune in next time.