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Of Love and Lust

"Quando leggemo il disiato riso
esser baciato da cotanto amante,
questi, che mai da me non fia diviso,
la bocca mi bacio tutto tremante.
Galeotto fu il libro e chi lo scrisse:
Quel giorno più non vi leggemmo avante."

(Canto 5, lines 133-138) Dante's Inferno

"'When we read that the smile so desired was kissed by so great a lover, this man, who will never be parted from me, kissed my mouth, all trembling. A Galeotto [pander, go-between] was that book and the man who wrote it; that day we read no more.'"

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Amelia's classes came and went and soon came lunch.

"Hey, you wanna eat lunch with me and Virg." Richie wrote on a piece of paper and slipped it on her desk, during the last class before lunch. Amelia smiled and answered back.

"Sure are we gonna meet somewhere with Virgil?"

"Yeah we meet at the big tree by the cafeteria ill show you it later."

"That's cool, so what are you doing?"

"Just writing a note to you and zoning out the teacher, you?"

"LOL yeah I'm writing to you and writing poetry."

"Really? That's cool I'll have to read some of your stuff sometime."

Right after she had read it the bell rang and she and Richie walked to the tree he was talking about. As they neared the tree she could see Virgil had a sullen look on his face and when she turned to Richie he had the same look. She looked back to Virgil confused and that's when Richie spoke.

"Hey Amelia can you you excuse us for a while? I'm sorry but I don't think we can have lunch together today, we can reschedule though." He said to her while smiling a smile that was fake.

She read his aura and he was having an internal conflict with himself and knew part of it was her fault. He needed to leave and he didn't want to leave her behind. So she smiled and waved, not wanting to make things worse.

"It's okay we all have stuff we need to do, sometimes it can be at the most randomist of times, but it happens. I understand." She said smiling at him trying to make his understand that she didn't mind.

Richie looked guilty but relived at the same time. He gave her a smile and waved good bye.

"I'll see you later okay?" She Just smiled and waved.

Once they had left her smile turned into a frown thinking of what had caused him to act like that. She turned on her heel, too much into her thoughts to even notice someone behind her and crashed into them. She was steadied by strong arms and when she looked up her eyes became wide with fright. She unconsciously tugged at her arms to get them loose but the arms of Hot streak held her tighter. He was looking down at her with a smirk of arrogance and mischievousness.

"Hey what's wrong?" He asked with a faux tone of worry.

After he said that he chuckled low and deep in his throat. She was too caught up in the fact that he held her arms to notice him pulling her behind a deserted building. Once she realized it he had her pinned to the wall with no way to move. He was too strong his arms were like dead weight, they could crush her if he wanted them too.

The whole time she looked at his chest or the ground, but never his face. She suddenly felt her chin being Jerked up to attention. Her eyes were still wide but were emotionless. She learned a long time ago, no matter what situation never show emotion.

"Hey baby it's okay I won't hurt you." He said in a low voice, meant for soothing while his face delved into the crook of her neck.

She wanted to Jerk as a reaction, but knew she couldn't, it might make him angry. He started to lick her neck and she tensed as a reaction. She knew she herself didn't like it, but her body said otherwise. She could feel herself reacting to his touch. He had strong arms and a manly scent. It also didn't hurt that he wasn't bad on the eyes either. She arched into his touch as his arms went round her waist. He kissed her neck while going up until he reached her mouth, which he claimed it in a flurry of dominance and lust.

This is where she snapped back into reality, she tried to get free but his arms wouldn't budge and thats when she let out a breathly moan as he cupped her breast in his right hand. She heard him groan and he ground into her hips. She gasped as she felt a bulge there.

"Yeah, you feel that? That's from this morning, and I plan to finish it." Her eyes got wide and she started to struggle a new when his hands went under her shirt.

She started to get frantic and say no over and over again. She knew he would get sick of it soon and she was right.

"Just shut the hell up for a god damned minute." He said while slightly shaking her.

She became dizzy and he took that as an advantage and started on her shirt again when he was punched from the left side. Amelia didn't even bother to look up, too embarrassed and mortified. She was so weak from shock she slid down the side of the wall when someone pulled her arms and then continued to picked her up bridle style. She could make out a head of blond and passed out before she could see anymore.

Amelia woke up what looked like a hospital, she was on a white sterile bed and had a white curtain around the bed. She couldn't help but think of how good it had felt to be against Hot Streak, she blushed at the thought. It was so exciting yet unstable and scary, especially from her past experiences, she always did fall for the bad boys. She looked around some more when she came into the line of vision of someones hand on hers. She looked up the arm to see a head of blond laid down beside her on the bed. She smiled at the picture Richie made, it was adorable and she momentarily forgot about what had happened. He wasn't asleep it looked like, but thinking. She flexed her fingers in his hands and he jerked his head up to see Amelia awake. His eyes went wide than they softened and a look of guilt clouded them.

Her brows furrowed as she saw this. From what she was reading off his body language, he was guilty and she didn't know why he even felt that way. It made her upset to know that she caused pain to someone else even unintentionally.

"Hey what's the matter?" She asked as she gripped his fingers tighter.

"Nothing, it's just I feel bad for what happened." It looked like he was going to say more but he stopped. Something clicked and she remembered what had happened with Hot Streak. Her eyes widened and a stern look came over her features.

"Don't you ever blame yourself for something that was out of mine, or your hands. It wasn't as if you can tell the future or something and you purposely left me there, so don't go blaming yourself." She said with steel in her voice.

Richie's eyes widened a fraction as he heard her. She wasn't blaming him, even when he was the one that had left her alone in the first place to go and save some bank from the bang babies, knowing there was a chance Francis would find her and try something. He wanted to tell her why he had left so badly and he was about to but she smiled and put a finger to his lips.

"It's okay you don't have to tell me, and no I don't know what you were going to say, but I can feel the conflict In your aura. You were battling with yourself over whether to tell me something or not, your don't have to tell me if your not ready. Think it over and than we'll talk."She said in a soothing tone that made him melt. He went from feeling like the scum of the earth to an ego boosted teenage guy. He still did feel bad about what Francis had done to her. He became angry Just thinking about it.

When he and Virgil had finally come back the lunch bell had rung signaling the next class and when he got to class he couldn't find Amelia. He began to have a foreboding feeling and rushed off to find her. He saw movement behind a deserted building that no one went to anymore because the classes were moved to another building. He had a bad feeling and as he started walking Virgil stopped him. He had forgotten Virgil had that class with him and must have saw him run out and followed. He told Virgil what had happened and they walked behind the building together to find something that made his blood run cold. There against the wall was Amelia trapped by Francis against a wall with his hand under her shirt, and her struggling to get free.

He could see she was starting to panic and her eyes were wide with fright. His anger went into overload and he charged Francis with everything he had. He punched him once from the side knocking him unconscious, he wanted to do more damage but Virgil yelled Amelia's name. He turned and saw her slump to the floor with dazed eyes and pulled her up before she hit the ground. He picked her up bridle style and couldn't help but think of how perfect a fit she was in his arms.

He was brought back to reality as he felt warmth on the side of his cheek. His eyes widened as it registered that they were Amelia's lips. He looked at her stupidly as she came back up grinning from ear to ear.

"And that was a thank you kiss." She said, He grinned stupidly and she laughed.

"Hey, how long has it been since I was in here?" She asked after she realized she was in the nurses office.

"Huh, oh, well you've been here since the beginning of fifth and it's gonna be eighth soon." He said while trying to get his mind to process more than her kiss. He saw her eyes widen and her mouth open and close like a fish. He laughed at the face she made.

"Are you serious?!! Well dang how long till the bell rings for eighth?"

"About ten minutes, might as well get ready and wait till the bell rings."

"Yeah, wait, where's my stuff?"

"Over there by the end of the bed." He said pointing at the floor.

He saw her bend over the bed and reach down to get the bag, all the while her shirt rode up on her back and scars were revealed. He stared at them in shock. Who would have beat her? Who would have such a black heart to beat anyone, especially her? He thought, he wanted to ask but refrained knowing it could upset her.

Amelia felt eyes on her back and knew he was staring at her scars, she knew he wanted to ask but he didn't. She closed her eyes and willed the tears to go away as she momentarily got lost in her painful memories. She took a deep breath a exhaled as she turned to face him. She made a vow to tell him one day when she felt he wouldn't shun her. She had a smile on as she turned around and asked what was wrong.

"Oh nothing, nothing at all, I mean that is to say." He began stuttering, a nervous habit he got from his dad. At that moment he cursed everyone on his dads side for his nervous suspicious behavior. He stopped closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened them to see Amelia with a hand over her mouth trying to swallow her laughter, but wasn't doing it so well in hiding it. His eyes narrowed in fake agitation and she straightened her back while smiling like a maniac.

"And what's so funny missy?" He saw her roll her eyes innocently and tuck her hands in front of herself.

"Oh nothing, except for the fact you have the cutest habit in the world." She said while looking somewhere else the entire time. He blushed at this and tried to hide his face by getting up and walking away.

"The bell's going to be ringing soon better get ready." He said while turning towards the door.

"Why the hell am I acting like this? I don't get it." He thought as he headed for the door.

Amelia sat there looking at Richie's back with unmoving eyes.

"Why do I feel like this?" She thought to herself as she sighed.

She got up and went after Richie, he looked like he was in a trance but knew better. He was thinking was all. She waved her hand in front of his face and he, startled as he was, almost fell all the way back.

"Gah!!!" He cried out as he flailed his arms about.

Lucky, or unlucky for him Amelia was there by his side to try and catch him. Try being the operative word. They both fell and sank to the ground their things scattered everywhere about them. When Amelia opened her eyes she blushed at the compromising position she was in.

Richie was groaning and cursing his stupidity until he opened his eyes to see something that immediately gave him a hard on.

Amelia was on top of him and her corset had come loose so he had a teasing view of her chest. His back was propped up against the bed and her face was almost all the way in his crotch with one had on his hip and the other on his thigh. Her hair was everywhere and her jeans had come down a little showing her lacy black underwear while looking up at him from under long seductive eyelashes with a red face and mouth partially open. Her ass was sticking up in the air due to the fall so she was on all fours and he could see the dip of her back. He closed his eyes and groaned, this was not what he needed at the moment. He saw her slowly get into a kneeling position and turn away from him. He saw her push her hair behind her ear several times and found that this was her nervous habit, or when she was embarrassed. Her face was a cute pink and her eyes were wide as they looked down. He wanted to reach out and bring her close, to do things to her that were far from pure. He wanted to make her his in every sense of the word, and that's when he realized he was falling for Amelia.

Amelia was beyond embarrassed as she sat on her heels. She couldn't look at him if fear that he may have saw she LIKED being in that position. She squirmed in place as she felt moisture between her legs, she almost gasped as the feeling intensified but held back the gasp. She felt a hand on her arm and surprised gasped. She looked up to find Richie hovering over her body and looking at her weirdly. She saw possessiveness in his eyes, liked he had just staked a claim on something. There was also something animalistic in his gaze it made her tremble as she gazed at it.

Richie didn't know what had come over him but he couldn't keep the predatory gleam out of his eyes. Like he wanted her to know that he wanted her. Something had awakened and he didn't know what it was, but knew he was going to like it.

He finally smiled at her an innocent smile that made her uneasy as she gazed at him. She knew he was up to something.

"Sorry that was kinda my fault hope you can forgive me for putting you in that position." Amelia blushed as she caught the innuendo immediately.

She got up hastily on shaky legs, her legs felt as if they were made of Jello and her heart was slamming in her chest going a million miles a minute. She shakily smiled at him and said it was okay as she turned to leave. But was caught around the waist as she got to the door. She took a sharp intake of breath as she felt hot breath on her ear. Right as she felt he was going to say something the bell rang and she bolted down the hall. If she had turned or stayed she would've seen the smile that spread across his face.

"Let the game's begin." Was the last thought that ran through his mind as he made his way to Geometry knowing he would see her there.