With each second that passed, your blood boiled, your hands itched to wrap themselves around Phobos's neck. Or even better, claw out his eyes or...the possibilities where endless in your thoughts. Thoughts frighten Taranee, seeing them was one thing...but feeling the volcanic anger was another. She could barely concentrate or better yet calm you down. She was starting to get a headache.

It was all Phobos's fault, whatever he did to change classes he did it for a reason. Sure she got the whole...you are married to Phobos thing, which was still weird and hard to put together. There were so many questions to ask about that whole...situation, but she knew it was best not to. At least not yet anyway. But from the way your face was grim with harden anger told her enough. Your eyes where cold and...murderous even. She was afraid you might just..get up and do it! You could, she knew you could! From what she saw so far and from stories as well your peak physical condition she saw when you were a P.E. teacher, you could. It was a good thing she sat right behind you. Keeping a hand on your lower back increasing her mental push to simmer that blazed fire inside. No pun intended.

How could she keep you at bay when that emotion being its strongest fought against her? Phobos did this on purpose, because that smug smile he wore while trying to pay attention in class was all for show.

You wanted to rip that smile off, that was nothing more than a sick reminder of a buried life. He always...your hands started shaking from the memory...from the thoughts. Phobos, he always had that smile on after every...victory. It always curled on his lips, while you were left with a pitting and sinking feeling in your stomach. That ran across your skin, no matter how many times you bathe..it was still there.

"Roise," Taranee leaned in and whispered. "calm down. It's going to be okay, breathe...breathe. We'll get through this, it's just one class we-"

"You're such a jerk!"

A student suddenly yelled. Another one stood up with the same anger in their voice.

"Oh yeah!" They bark back. "You're worse than me! You make me sick!"

The teacher didn't know what was going on or how it all just suddenly started. He was lost for words and tired to calm them down, but two more students suddenly stood up and with anger clearly in their eyes attacked one another with words. Hostile words that began boiling into something more physical.

"Oh no!" Taranee panicked, she knew where this was coming from. Looking towards you saw the necklace glowing and the plastered anger on your face at Phobos who sat there calmly with a smirk watching the scene unfold in class.

Of course. Groaning wishing this wouldn't have happened knew she needed to hurry up and get you out. With the teacher trying to defuse everything with his outraged students while trying to prevent a fight from breaking (didn't work some started), she used this to her advantage. Quickly gathered her things and hurried over to you.

"Miss-I mean Rosie. Come on, let's go!" she pleaded, taking you by the arm. But you didn't budge, not good. "Rosie! Please!" She said more desperate.

It seem her words reached you, because after a few seconds you rose from your seat. She quickly gathered all your things and pulled you out quickly as she could. It didn't go unnoticed. Phobos stood and calmly followed.

Distance, distance was needed. That was all Taranee could think of that could work, that and trying to calm you down. Whipping out her phone she quickly sent a group text to the others in big bold letters. Each room she passed some students or teachers became infected and flew off the handle. Being inside wasn't good either.

"Outside it is, come on." She pulled towards the double doors, pushed them open and hurried across the courtyard. Thinking of a place to take you that wouldn't really cause any more...fires. "...No. Not there….What about.."

"Taranee," you called, stopping. She turned around to you with distress flashed over her face. Beads of sweat produced from it showed on her forehead, that extinguished the fire inside. You rest a hand on her trembling one that held you by the arm. Give it a squeeze. Look away."...I-I'm sorry. I-I just..."

She understood. "It's okay. It's okay," she tried soothing you. "I should have gotten us out of there sooner, honestly I wasn't expecting him to suddenly appear an-" tears started rising in your eyes. Hot tears she saw you trying hard to fight them back. It made her stomach drop.

"I've got to get better at controlling..."you try to speak through your anguished emotions. But your voice betrayed you, despite how brave you tried to present yourself. "...I know you're doing your best with me and...and I...I...I..."Clench your hand into a fist that coated itself in a flare of dark blue energy, quickly put it behind your back.

Surprised and panicking Taranee quickly grabbed you and hurried behind a bushel of trees, just in case anyone came by. "Whoa! What in the world?" She adjusted her glasses asked you to hold out your hand. You do so. The flare was gone. "That was new. H-How did you? Are you okay?"

You didn't say anything, just pulled your knees up to your chest and buried your face in them. She didn't hear you crying, she heard nothing but just deep breaths in and out from you. It was clear you were trying to calm down, take control of the wild emotions. Pulling them all in, but Taranee could see it was a struggle. You needed help, it was obvious, taking a deep breathe she moved close and placed a hand on your head. Muttered to herself, took a deep breath breathe and provided guidance. You felt her warmth and calming presence, it helped...sorting everything. You just hoped she didn't dive to far into your mind...otherwise...

Feeling your resistance from her going further, Taranee respected it and only went so far. After a few minutes and her phone buzzing from the missed texts, finished. Opening your eyes find hers' kindly staring back. You manage to muster up a soft smile in return. She returned it back, when a shadow cast over.

"Why is my wife on this dirty ground?" Phobos said.

You and Taranee look up finding him with a smirk. You shot up and would have swiped at him, if not for Taranee holding you back. With a struggle. "Rosie! Rosie! Calm down!"

Phobos stood boldly before you, unfazed. Arms crossed and amused look in his eyes mockingly chuckling. "Did you really think you can hide from me? Hmm? Honestly, you should know by now, no matter what I will always find you." He leaned closer whispering. "Always."

"I'm going to bite that smirk right off!" you snarl.

He chuckled, Taranee did her best holding you back, with a finger he lightly boobed your nose. Only enraging you further. "Well, it has been some time since I've tasted your lips. So feel free. Though should it go any further it would be best to do so away from seeing eyes."

Your patience was gone, wiggling out of Taranee's grasp lunge for him. He moved just in time, dodging your swings laughing the whole time. "Rosie! Rosie!" Taranee tried snapping you out, but it didn't work. This wasn't good, not even her telepathy was working. Did he have to egg you on? "Rosie!" She raced after you, stopped and ducked nearly got elbowed in the nose from you. Going after you like this wasn't a good way. Turning around raced back to her phone and pressed 'Call' on the first name. "Hey! Hey! You have to get over here! I mean fast! She's going to kill him!"

Each punch and swipe you did, Phobos dodge, a few times he grabbed you by the wrist and managed to hold you back. His touch alone shot a molten fire through you, your skin prickled. He saw it and couldn't help but smile further.

"My, my, I wasn't aware my touch still had that much affect on you." He gloated. Catching you by the wrist and pulled you close. Chests pressed together. "Oh," he purred suggestively. "I remember being this close, though of course we where more exposed." You growl pushing back. He kept his hold. "One of my favorite positions, then again I had many others. I forgot? Wasn't this how our son was born?"

His grip loosened around your left wrist, snatch it away and all your might drive a hook punch get him a bit on the side of his face. Caused him to let you go completely, stunned for a moment. Touched the area that stung, flashed his eyes at you.

Snarled.

"You insolent woman!" he roared. "How dare you!"

That felt good, you couldn't help but smile. One that didn't sit well with Phobos, held a hand out, just a firm hand came down and grasped your wrist and his. "What is the meaning of this!?" The strict voice of Ms. Knickerbocker rang.

You look up shocked and surprised to her, more so from the on lookers, Will and the others were spotted among them. They remained back for a moment, before rushing to your side.

"Ms. Knickerbocker," she protest. "please...Rosie...she...she didn't mean...you see where she comes from-"

"I don't want to hear it!" The woman shut Will down. "It doesn't matter where she came from, I will not tolerate such unruly behavior. First time or not at this school, there are rules here to be followed. You two!" She turned with a hard and stern glare in her eyes. "Detention! Now!"

No! You screamed inside. "M-Ma'am!" you try to plead, but she didn't listen and yanked you and Phobos with her. Her grip was firm, even when you tried to dig your heels in, she just gave a small yank and you followed.

"Guys," Irma looked to them worried. "what are we going to do? We can't leave Rosie with Phobos! Sh-She'll murder him! How do we get her out for that?!"

That was an important question, Will considered, but what was more important was the way your face when white and lips began to tremble. Not at the thought of detention but the fact it was detention alone with Phobos who wore a pleased smile that scream sinister on it. Flashed it at Caleb who almost rushed him if Cornelia, Matt, and Hay Lin keeping him back.

It was like a bad memory, the moment you where placed in the room. It felt the same back on Meridain, the many times Cedric would throw into the room where Phobos waited and...things would happen against your will. It soon became that way with Phobos himself after marriage and the birth of Julien. Whenever he found you, grab you by the wrist tight or use his magic and the rest would follow. No matter how hard you tried to get out, how hard you tried to fight back. Or screamed, screams that eventually became less and less.

Your body could still feel it...feel the way his arms coiled themselves uninvitedly around you. Your waist first...then slowly his fingers would crawl lightly and softly all over sometimes pulled on fabric or caressing skin. Mostly upward, while his lips possessively covered your neck. Increasing his desired hunger, increased his the strength and energy. That would last...goodness knows how long...all you knew was that once it was over..he was done you laid there. Had to lay there next to him with nothing but the sheets to cover you and him and combined body heat between the two. He kept tucked close and under his chin, sleeping peacefully with a arm holding you close. While you just stared out into nothing, thinking of...of...you weren't sure.

Except tears did fall, the ones that hadn't dried and every time did, they'd stop when his hold tighten and he turned you over up against his chest. Hushing you to stop, because he didn't need to become wet.

You couldn't be left alone with him, you just couldn't! Your heart racing like fire hurry to the door seconds after the principal shut it. Locked from the outside, how did you know? You jiggled the knob. Over and over again, hoping for something to change, but didn't.

"No! No!" you shuttered.

Phobos creeped up from behind and slammed his arms on either side, pinning and locking you in. Your blood ran cold, stiffen, his left hand slipped down and rest on top of yours. Squeezing it slightly with the knob, leaned in close so close his breath kissed your neck. "Oh, yes." His lips curled. Squeezing your hand a bit. "Oh, yes."