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"Christian?" I asked.

"Yes, Ana?" He turned his face to me, letting one side of his face show while the darkness consumed the other half. He looked stunning as always and the shadows only made him look all the more gorgeous. We sat in the home theater that was on the second floor of the house. The sound of swords clashing together faded in the background as I focused all my attention on him. I hesitated before I answered, causing his features to take on the form of concern and question. "What is it?" he asked, gently touching my forearm and instantly soothing me.

"Are we…together?" I held my breath for the answer to come. It's been a while since we've been 'together' and it's been months since we've been attracted to one another. I just wanted to know if we were solid yet. Christian is always so full of mystery and he hardly wears his emotions on his sleeve, forcing me to literally ask the question in order to get a straight forward response.

"Of course we are. You're here, I'm here, alone, together, in this dark room." He smiled deviously and earned himself a hit on the shoulder from me.

"You know…what…I…mean." I retorted.

His deep laugh circled the air, my body and hugged it tight. I took it in and wished I could drown in the sound forever. "Yes, Ana, I know what you mean. What do you think?"

Ugh. Why did he have to answer my question with a question? Not only is it annoying, I get the feeling he's trying to hold off the topic of conversation as long as he can, which could mean one of two things. Either we aren't together and he doesn't want me to get my hopes up or he's just being a complete asshole and is messing with me. Both are pretty rude options, but I'm rooting for the second one. What I was going to say next was a little too long for my communication skills, so I pulled out my phone and began to type. "You know Ana, you might already be saying full sentences by now if you would actually practice instead of seducing me with your lips."

"Your such…an ass." I said as I continued to type.

"No really Ana," I looked up and saw his playful smile. "Just picture it, you being able to say a full sentence, without the pauses, without having to hesitate. You wouldn't need to use your phone or the pen and paper." He flicked the side of my head and I sucked my teeth at him. "Two words Ana: Verbal Communication." Okay, he really was an ass, but he was funny and I couldn't help but to let out a small laugh as I finished up my typing.

I reread the text to make sure it there were no mistakes. 'How are you going to answer my question with a question? That makes absolutely no sense and I'm not going to answer yours at all. You need to answer mine, simply because I asked you first and you aren't going to be given another option. So answer it.'

I handed him the phone. "Now, let's see this incredibly long paragraph that you would have been able to say if only you would just stop making out with me and learn." He took the phone from me and started to laugh.

"So you didn't answer my question…" He said as he finished reading. Of course I didn't answer his question. He didn't even answer mine. "But you sure are demanding aren't you?" He smiled.

"So…"

"Yes Ana," he said as he took my hand. "We are together, you are my girlfriend and that's how it's going to be for a long long time. That is until you become my wife." I forgot how to breathe as he said that word: wife. "But we need to keep it on the down low for a while. You know, with mom and dad."

I nodded in agreement. We weren't sure how they would react and I didn't want to take the chance for something bad to happen if we were to tell them. I could be with him secretly as long as I was with him, able to talk to him and to physically touch him; I would be fine with keeping it to ourselves. The only person I would have to worry about is Mia. She has a keen eye on the little details. I would have to tell her but I would also inform her that this is something she can't blab about. I'm sure she can do that…

I hope.

Christian leaned in and kissed my cheek while he stroked my long chestnut hair. His touch was gentle and the simple form of affection told me how much he cared. "Does that answer your question? Because if it doesn't well than I'm sure there are other ways for me to prove it to you."

"Yes." I returned the smile that he was giving me. We turned our attention back to the movie and the doubt in my mind was finally able to seep out, it's existence diminished. I was able to complete give my attention to Eric Bana and Brad Pitt as they battled it out over the death of Patroclus who was Achilles cousin. Two very fine men with muscles that bulged as they tightly held their weapons. There moves were swift, fierce and the two of them together put this movie on the list of my top favorites. I looked over at Christian as I felt him move along with the movie. Whenever Hector and Achilles brought their swords together with a strong impact, Christian would get so into it that he would shift in his seat act like he's the one dodging the hits. I smiled at him and silently laughed to myself. Turning back to the movie, I couldn't think of anything that would make me happier than Christian.

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Antagonist Point of View

"Are you ready?" He leaned down and nibbled on her ear. "Tomorrow night will be the moment you've been waiting for." She leaned her head to the side and let his breath warm her skin and leave a mark of pure sin.

"I am ready." She responded, her words coming out more breathless than anything else. She could wait for this moment to come. There hasn't been a day where she hasn't thought about the money or her daughter. Sure, she may be going about it all wrong but she loves her daughter. Don't family members sometimes use one another to get what they want? She had seen it happen her whole life, so of course her only instinct would be to do the same thing. She called it surviving.

"My sweet Carla. We'll have it all and it's all thanks to your dead ex and your liable daughter." He spun her in her chair so that they faced each other. He lowered his face to hers and whispered on her lips, "You and I can have the life."

She liked the way that sounded: Him, her, and her sweet Ana. He closed the distance and kissed her lips. She loved this man, more than she loved any other, except one…Her daughter's biological father was her world. She was fourteen years old when she met him. It was a warm sunny day when he walked into her family's ice cream parlor and she lost her ability to breathe as those navy blue eyes pierced into the depths of her soul. She remembered he ordered a waffle cone with vanilla ice cream, he was a plane Jane in so many ways but his looks definitely didn't fit that. His hair was a rich brown and had a fine jaw, beautiful skin, and muscles that made her weep. They had a conversation as she scooped the cold dessert and ever since then he would come back, but it wasn't just for the ice cream. They eventually became inseparable, spending every waking moment together. It was a summer romance that lasted for years. At fifteen they had created Ana and were so happy, no matter the negative comments they would receive. Moving from Phoenix to Seattle wasn't easy, but it was the best decision she could have made for herself and her unborn child. They went to live with his grandparents, where they could raise the baby and be a family. But that family would never have lasted…

Three years after Ana was born, her beloved lost his life in a tragic car accident. He was on his way home to take his 'two best girls' out for dinner. Life became unbearably hard after that.

At nineteen she met Bob and thought it was love. She was looking for whatever could comfort her. She was lost and although she had her precious child, she felt alone. There wasn't any money for her to live off of, so she did whatever she could to help her and Ana survive. She stole, she gambled, she lied, and cheated. Then Bob came a long and offered her his heart, which she and Ana would have home.

"And what a life that will be." She whispered, pulling herself out of her heartaching memoeries and agreeing with him whole heartedly.

"Tomorrow night. Follow her after school and wait till it gets dark. She does go straight home after school right?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Yes, she gets a ride with that boy she lives with and a girl, with short black hair." She narrowed her eyes and pinched at her memory, rethinking the events she's seen over the last few weeks to make she was right. And she was.

"Good. This has to be done at night; I don't want you to risk yourself being seen. And I definitely don't want you to get caught. If that were to happen then we're screwed." His tone became hard but his eyes seemed gentle.

"I won't, I'm stealthy." She smiled at him and ran her hand down his cheek.

"There's no other way to be." He growled and crushed his lips to her. She let him have his way with her body; she let the desire sweep over her and let his tantalizing sins evade every inch of her mind and body, but not her soul. No…her soul was only for her first love. A love that could never be, but a love she would forever remember.

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"Ana, how about you sit with me today?" Mia pouted and puckered her lips out. "Please, I'm tired of Christian, Tyler and Adrian getting all of your attention." We met up after class and walked together like we normally do. I stood at her table where we tend to part ways but today she wants me to stay. I missed having lunch with her.

"I'm sure she loves all of that male attention." Mimi scoffed, still mad at the fact I told her off the other day, verbally I might add, it was pretty funny and the image of her face was still burned in my memory. She sat across from the other two girls, who were always so quiet, but their faces showed amusement whenever Mimi and Mia would go head to head and this was one of these moments. I could feel it.

Mia turned her narrowed eyes on her 'fake' friend. "Shut the hell up Mimi or you can fucking leave. I'm getting real tired of you." Mimi rolled her eyes in reply but said nothing. She knew her place when it came to Mia; she was the alpha of the group. I looked around and noticed Christian wasn't here yet before she turned her attention back to me. "What do you say?"

"If…Mimi leaves." I said.

She quickly turned to Mimi. "Mimi you need to leave, now."

"What?" Mimi exclaimed, jumping up from her chair.

"You heard me. I need you to leave, now."

"What the fuck? Why?" I thought she was going to pull her hair out; she was so shocked and mad.

"Didn't you hear her? She wasn't going to sit here unless you leave. I like her way better then you, so you really need to go." Mia was calm and demanding, but Mimi wasn't going to budge anytime soon.

"I'm not going anywhere." She said as she crossed her hand over her chest and cocked one of her hips.

I looked at Mia who seemed to be lost in thought, pondering on what to do next. It didn't take her long to figure out her next move. Her face lit up with a solution and she gave Mimi a smile that said 'you are worth my time but I'm going to be nice and tolerate you'. "Fine. Ana and I will go to a different table." She hooked her arm into mine and dragged me to an open table. We took a seat and she started blabbing about how she was seriously going to convince Elena to kick Mimi off the team.

I jumped into a conversation I didn't want forget. "Hey Mia…I need to…tell you… something."

"Oh. It sounds serious." She pointed out. "Which mean it's probably something really juicy!" Her squeal made me wince and I rolled my eyes with laughter. "Well go ahead, tell me."

I pulled out my phone.

"Oh shit, it must be really good and long if you're pulling out your phone." She hopped in her chair and a laughed.

She was very excited about this. I started to type…

'Christian and I are together. BUT I need you to keep it on the down low. Do not tell anyone, not a single living soul, don't even tell inanimate objects. No one or nothing can know, I mean it! The only reason why I'm telling you in the first place is because you would figure it out eventually. Please please please do not saying anything. I don't know how Grace and Carrick would react if they found out and I would really like to keep the negative comments out of the way.'

I showed her and let her read. She squealed, again, when she read we were together but then rained in her excitement once she learned not to tell anyone. Mia loves to be the bearer of good new and gossip and to her this was good news. "Okay, Ana, I won't say anything, but tonight you and I need to celebrate!" She said.

"And…do what?"

"Well it is Thursday night! The club is opened for teens!"

"A club?" I said hesitantly.

"Yeah, you know, dancing, music, and plenty of cute age appropriate guys for me!" She smiled, obviously over joyed to have an excuse to go out.

"What about…parents?"

"We can totally sneak out!" She practically yelled.

For some reason her words didn't shock me. Not at all. In fact, I wouldn't expect anything less from Mia. She was wild, had a craving for being rebellious, and made it perfectly clear she wanted me to be her partner in crime. "How?" I cocked my eyebrow and leaned back in my chair, wondering just how she would come up with a plan.

"It's pretty easy Ana. Mom and dad go to bed early, like nine as if they're old or something, which means they'll be asleep by ten which means we can sneak out." She seems to have the answer for everything. I think she might be underestimating the obstacles of the situation, but I wasn't going to tell her that. She seemed pretty confident in herself and I didn't want to rain on her parade.

"Maybe…"

"Oh, come on Ana. We need to get out and go do something super fun."

"Okay…okay!" I said in exasperation. "I'm in."

"Yay!" She shouted.

I opened my bag to put my phone back in and as I unzipped a pocket, I saw that my book wasn't in there. I gasped and quickly stood.

"What's wrong?" Mia stood up as well, concern sweeping over her features.

"I left…book...in class."

She put a hand to her heart and sighed as she laughed. "Jesus, Ana. Don't do that. I thought something was really wrong."

"What? My…book…isn't with me." I said as quickly as I could. "It's…important."

"Ana, it's a book. I'm sure no one will take it."

"No…you don't…understand." I threw my bag over my shoulder. "It's a classic…my mom…gave it…to me…" Shit, Christian was right. I need to start learning more communication instead of testing out my body language on him.

"Okay, but I'm telling you, it's still there."

I gave her a quick smile and headed down the hall towards my math class. That book was priceless! Well maybe not priceless, it was actually worth a lot of money, I recently found out. My mom had given it to me during my thirteenth birthday. We found it at an old ladies garage sale and couldn't pass up the five dollar payment. That poor lady didn't even know what she was giving away. Before we bought it she told us about how the book got her through hard times in her life. The women who sold it was from the UK and that's where it was originally from and where she claimed it in the thirties. She read it during World War II as she hid from Hitler's army in one of her German friend's attic. Her story interested me and the book became one of my secret treasures. It was called The Hobbit and was the first edition and first printing and was now worth over thirty five hundred dollars.

I quickly picked up the pace that eventually turned into a run. I was about to turn into the hall when I saw Christian emerge from the next hall over. I was about to call out his name when the sound of the gym doors slamming open stopped me in my tracks. Elena beat me to it when she called his name and she sounded angry. I moved closer into the hall and hid myself from there view. Christian looked up at her and his face told me he wasn't all too happy to see her. In fact, i think i saw and eye roll. Elena looked around, I'm guessing to make sure they were alone. The halls were completely empty; the only sign of people were from the cafeteria and that was just the sound. They were secluded, except from my prying eyes.

They exchanged words and it seemed like a heated discussion. I was a little upset that I couldn't hear a single thing, their voices succumbing only to medium pitched whispers. Elena's body language told me she was pissed but the profile of her face showed worry and desperation. Christian looked uncomfortable and determination took form over his handsome features.

I was about to step out and reveal my presence but what happened next stopped me completely.

Elena's hand rose into the air and assaulted Christian's precious face, so hard that his head turned on impact. I took another step ready to march over there and give her a slap right back, but the next thing I knew, she was grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him in, pressing her lips against his.

Holy Hell, Mother of God.

I was completely frozen in place, not believing what I was witnessing. I didn't know if I should stay here or keep watching this weird display of…what is this? Affection? Child Molesting? I don't know but I was confused, disgusted, and at the same time I just couldn't look away.

The sound of a gasp pulled me out of my immobile state. It was my gasp and it was loud, loud enough to get the attention of Christian and Elena. I heard the separation of their lips and saw the shock on Elena's face as she looked at me. I let my eyes travel to Christian who looked pissed and mortified. He took steps toward me and I could see the sadness that took over his anger, he was still mortified by what Elena did. I didn't stick around to see what happened next. I turned and booked it to my math class. I didn't run because I was sad, or mad. I ran because I got caught watching and I didn't know why but I was a little embarrassed. I quickly entered the class and closed the door behind me slowly, so that Christian wouldn't hear or see where I had gone. I waited for him to pass by the window and once he did I instantly relaxed, knowing he wasn't going to find me.

I turned and saw the teacher sitting at her desk, a look of amusement and question on her face. "Anastasia…"

"I…left…my book." I said breathing heavily.

"Oh, yes. The Hobbit." She stood up and reached high grabbing the book off the top of her cabinet. I walked over and reached for it. "Might want to keep an eye on that. There are plenty of smart people who know how much that is worth. You better be lucky I wasn't an English teacher or you never probably would have seen that again."

I smiled and hesitated before I asked my next question. "Do you…mind if…I…stay?"

"Of course not, I could use some company and some help to grade these tests." She handed me a stack of paper along with an answer key. I began to grade and have a conversation but my mind was still trying to register what I observed between Christian and Elena.

Christian looked less then pleased with Elena's action and that was definitely a good thing but I want to know why she did what she did.

I couldn't rack my brain for the answer, so I was left confused more than anything.

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