OK. Sorry for the late update, I had a swim meet. Sorry I haven't been posting this, but I will from now on! Thanks to my reviewers for the whole story: katara12171, Joanna (happy b-day! Love ya!), BonitaChickia, cartoonfire, writing4eva, mikihinna, Eve Royal, punk-rock-chick, Rainbow Queen, Edwardjustproposed, erifrats101, corgisrockbutt, and Sta-R-obin.
Disclaimer: Don't own TT. Wish I did, though…
Chapter 5
What are you supposed to do when the woman you are so completely obsessed with doesn't want you? What are you supposed to do when you seem to be the only man who's failed to have her? What happens when you can't move on? I'll tell you now, I don't know. And in fifteen years, I still won't know. So what's the answer then? Give up? Sure, but how? You can't.
So you try harder. Cheat if you have to. But no matter what, you don't give up. How? I don't know….
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Local Bar
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And…there she was. In a simple second, it was like everything was falling into place. She was there, I was here, both alone. I wanted to scream for joy, because it was all too good to be true. In that simple second, I dropped my guard.
She was there. Sure. But it didn't matter if she was on a deserted island, she still didn't want me the way I wanted her. But she was alone. That was the fact that kept playing again and again in my head. It might not be perfection, but it was as close as I was ever going to get. Even though it was so, so, so far away.
So I waited. Six seats down from her, invisible in the dark corner of the booth. I watched her every move, not once taking my eyes off of her. She ordered white wine, relaxing and seeming to enjoy the muddled club. With my patience, I knew I couldn't wait for long. I had to do something instead of just sitting here.
Looking over to the guy next to me, a plan suddenly fell into play. "Hey," I asked him, "I'll give you 20 bucks if you get that girl drunk."
Completely and utterly shocked, the guy looked like he had just been slapped. "Uh…," he hesitated. I pointed to Kory for him to see, and he immediately perked up. "Sure!"
"And I'll give you another 20 if you take her to the dance floor for me," I stated, holding out two rolled-up twenty-dollar bills. He was about to say something, but I stopped him, "But you may not touch her."
He nodded.
"When she's drunk enough, bring her over to the far corner on the dance floor." I started to walk away there to wait, but his hand stopped me.
"Wait!"
"What?"
"Um…," once again, he paused. "How drunk do you want her?"
"So drunk she couldn't tell the difference between day and night."
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My patience began to wear thin. I had been waiting for over an hour now, and no sign of the boy or Kory. I had decided it was best to keep my distance from them, so I had escaped from their sight and wandered to the corner of the dance floor. Four girls had asked me to dance, and each time I turned them down. One nearly screamed, but her friend pulled her away before she could do so. Just watching the couples on the dance floor made me hot with envy.
And then I saw it. That brilliant flash of red that made my heart jump into my throat. She swayed out of the darkness and into the sporadic lights, hands in the air and body moving to the beat of the music. The guy was following hurriedly along behind her, like a frantic mother watching her child. He was trying to lead her in the right direction, but she kept turning, dancing.
She was completely and utterly smashed, and I could barely contain my happiness.
I almost skipped over to her, but stopped myself as soon as I realized that my plan might not work. She might still recognize me. But, throwing caution to the wind, I met her in the middle of the dance floor. I didn't need to say anything to the boy, for he had already taken the hint and began to walk off. I immediately fell under her spell, shivering at the heat that radiated off her body.
Slipping and sliding, I fell into a trance that I did not know how to explain, nor did I want to. And she, intoxicated as she was, fell in with me.
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I had never felt so high in all my life. Before, drugs and drinking gave me that sudden thrill. But now…this was beyond anything I had ever experienced. It was like candy, and the taste never left your mouth. The sugar rush was intoxicating all in itself, but the physical nature of her made me tickled and elated, just being next to her. Going further was another thing all together.
Bodies entangled in a fervent embrace, I knew nothing of time or space. The world was a small spec in my mind, and she was all I wanted. Sweating, beating, rushing, it all seemed to fall into perfect order. No flaws, no imperfections, no nothing. Only me and her, together like this.
Obsessions. They all seemed so minute now. This was no drug that was a dark vacuum, with no way to escape. This was no violence, in which it's thrill captured your attention for days. This was something different, something that made me hot in a million different ways, something that I could not explain in words. Nothing could compare to this…this love. This sheer and utter love was above all other addictions, and none would ever pull me in so far.
For I was in love with Kory Anders. And she, inebriated so much she indeed could not tell the difference between night and day, did not know who I was as we shared the best moment of my life.
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Emotions were simple for us then: love and hate, two polar opposites. You either love them or hate them, and there is nothing in-between. But as we grew together, we came further into this dark world that was once so unfamiliar. Soon we learned the in-between. There was jealously and anger; betrayal and trust. The next hurt more than the last, and it soon became a twisted circle that sent your head in a tizzy. The in-betweens were only temporary though. For you could never really float on those emotions for long, before you sank back down to the bottom: love and hate.
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Ok. So I was having a tough time with this story, so I started a new one. Well…two… Here is the summary of them, just what they're about.
Imperfection: Inspired by my BFF Joanna, who gave me the idea. It's a oneshot about Kory and Richard, and how Kory isn't wanted. What a change! She's skinny, tan, has a perfect face, but she's short. Shorter than all the boys and girls at her school, and that somehow effects the way people think of her. Richard is a player, and Kory's friend, but he doesn't like her the way she likes him. In the end…read and find out!
Bug: There's a virus spreading around jump city, and it's deadly. Everyone who's caught it has died within 2 hours, and the titans are scared out of their minds. They're supposed to be saving all those people, but they're afraid to catch the contagious disease. It may be the end of the human race as they know it. Starfire is filled with guilt, and she retires to her room to wait it out. Feeling guilty, she escapes into the night to find this virus. But when an infected man falls on her in pain, she catches the disease instantaneously. But she is tameranian, not human, so for her it has a different effect. Her eyes turn bloodshot, her skin grey and icy. The titans are afraid she is infected, and all are worried, especially Robin. But when 2 hours pass, then two days, they know something is wrong. Then, she disappears. Odd things are happening to her, and nothing seems to be normal.
Review and tell me what you think!