A/N: Thank you for the continued support for this story. I LOVE Chuckie and Angelica together and they are my favorite Rugrats couple. Hope you enjoy my dark, twisted fantasies.

Chapter Theme Song: 'Marvin's Room' by: JoJo (Drake Cover)

"Man, oh, man I am a ready to get wasted."

I let out a low chuckle, finishing up the text I was sending Eduardo, my new roommate, about my expected arrival in two days and arbitrary Holiday greetings. April leaned over my shoulder, being highly invasive and paranoid about whom I was texting. Since the little…fiasco at Christmas dinner last week, she had been skeptical of my relationship with Angelica. After dinner, she went upstairs to lay down in my bed for about twenty minutes but those twenty minutes turned into two hours; she missing the huge blowout between Charlotte and Drew, the-almost fight- between Drew and Tommy's dad, and me giving Angelica the engagement ring I had bought months before as her only Christmas present. She found out the morning after over breakfast about what had transpired during her absence and she did not take too kindly Angelica causing so much of a scene. She especially didn't like how I went out to look for her after she stormed out.

I shot her a deathly glare, getting irritated. April and I were barely together, let alone did we ever discuss us being 'exclusive'. The last thing I wanted to do was lose myself and become this cold, callous inhuman creature; but I was not ready for a relationship again. I just got out of a relationship that lasted almost eight years and the last thing on my mind was commitment. I knew that April had deep-seeded feelings for me, but what I did not know is how to keep our 'relationship' to a minimum while she fell madly in love with me. The Christmas morning, she woke me up to a surprise, sensual blowjob and afterwards told me how much she was falling in love with me. I did not know what to say. I was not trying to be an asshole or a womanizer-that was Tommy's self-proclaimed department. I just wanted to get my head free from Angelica and at least attempt to get over her. I don't know when sex and intimacy came into the equation but I was a lost puppy looking to lick his wounds when April had taken me in and it only spiraled downward from there.

"Phil, you need to relax on those drinks."

"I second Chuck on this one, Philly." Tommy chimed in, wrapping his arm around some girl he brought over for the night. Her name was Elizabeth and knowing Tommy, she had low standards and was bound to open her legs up to him on command. That Tommy. "Chill out and get one of those honeys that came with Suzie and Kimi."

I looked around at our 'party'. My father had allowed me to throw a small house party for New Years Eve since he, Kira, and the rest of the adults were doing to be downtown until tomorrow afternoon at some big jazz concert and dinner show. It was a small, intimate gathering of just the gang and a few friends and friends we knew from college. Suzie brought a lot of sorority girls while Kimi brought a few of her dancer friends who were in town for the holidays. Tommy had invited a few folks over from his own frat and they brought a few women but overall, the place was not crowded yet it still became a nice turnout.

"That blonde has been checking you out all night, Phil." I replied. "She looks pretty cute too."

Phil looked in the direction of the woman, shyly waving as he fixed his cheese-stained shirt and greasy hair. "Should I make a move?"

Tommy nodded, urging him to go forth and get the little 'hussy'. "Make sure you get some action tonight too, man." He stamped with a wink.

Phil had given him a thumbs up before disappearing into the small crowd dancing in the middle of my living room. I shook my head at Tommy, chuckling. Who would have known he would turn out to be such the Casanova? "Must everything be about women with you?"

He shrugged, smiling before he took another vodka shot. "Can't live with them, can't live without them, Chuck."

"You two are such pigs." Kimi giggled, coming over to sit next to me and April.

I held my hands up defensively, waving frantically. "That's not me!"

She rolled her eyes, reaching for the punch bowl full of chips set atop the coffee table under my feet. She grabbed a few, crunching loudly as she asked Tommy to fix her a shot of her own. "Whatever, you can't tell me you aren't checking out any of the women here. That's all you guys practically invited."

"He's not." April shot back icily. She received a few quizzical glances, especially the one from me, before she cleared her throat to smooth things over. "I meant to say, that I been with him all evening and not once has he wandered from me."

Now would be a good time since she was becoming super possessive. I learned the hard way that mixing in unrequited feelings with sex only concocted a whirlwind of mess I was not necessarily ready to deal with as of yet. April took a small look around, getting a sense of the awkward tension she had created. She excused herself to disappear into the kitchen. I let out a sigh of relief, finally sending that forgotten message to Eduardo.

"She is in love with me."

"We can see that." Kimi said sarcastically, munching on more potato chips. "I thought you said you guys were friends?"

"We are…." I paused, trying to word my next sentence carefully. As close as I was to my sister, we would never be close enough to openly talk about our sex lives. I knew Kimi was not a virgin and I was quite sure she knew I had my share of nights in the sheets- especially with Angelica; but we just pretended and chose to ignore it.

"That was before he banged the broad." Tommy quipped, downing another vodka shot. I shot him a small glance, wanting to punch him in the face for saying that aloud…in front of my sister.

Kimi looked disgusted, flinching away from me. I laughed. "I could have lived my life knowing full well you did not do the erotic tango with some girl you barely know."

"She isn't a complete stranger." Tommy defended. "At least he remembers her name. I don't know half of the women I bed, but I do it anyway."

"That's because you are a total man-whore, Tommy." Lil sing-songed, appearing with Suzie; both completely decked out in New Year's attire and party hats. She sipped her punch. "I'm surprised you haven't gotten a girl pregnant yet."

"Let's not speak things as though they won't come true." He said nervously. Tommy had his share of 'scares' with women but turned out to be a completely lucky bastard when it came to being awarded another year of freedom without a kid on the way. His ex-girlfriend, Joann, had a pregnancy scare that made Tommy damn near crap his pants everyday in anticipation. He was so confident that the results would turn on positive that the night she had called him to tell him the 'good' news, he was planning on dropping out of college, getting a full-time job at the supermarket, and filling in his folks about their soon-to-be grandchild. "Let's not forget Joann."

"How can we forget?" I chuckled. Tommy flipped me the bird.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why is my dirty laundry on display everywhere? Let's talk about Chuck here; I'm sure he has had his share of pregnancy scares."

I shook my head. Since the breakup with Angelica, I only slept with four women- all of which I used protection and made sure it was all secure and wrapped up tight. It has been over three months since I been that promiscuous and took to solely sleeping with April. Thus far, there haven't been any problems so I knew I was in the clear. Plus, she had told me she was on birth control so a kid on the way was the least of my worries.

"Nah, April is good and the only other person I could even remotely think of to possibly get pregnant would be…"

"Don't say it!" Tommy yelled, covering his ears. We laughed at him. "That's my cousin, man!"

"Speaking of Angelica," Lil cut in sweetly. "… did anyone invite her to the party?"

There was an awkward veil of silence, all eyes now suddenly glued to me. I sighed. "I don't care if you did invite her. Angelica and I are over."

"I invited her…" Suzie spoke softly. "I didn't know if she would come or not but I did send her an invite."

Lil groaned. "I don't think I want the awkward tension to fuck with my good time. I'm trying to get white-girl wasted tonight and not worry about her Chuckie avoiding each other."

"Plus, I don't think we need another dramatic moment like we had on Christmas." Kimi downed her shot. "Besides, she is probably avoiding you on purpose to make herself feel better about the abortion."

I choked on air, damn near dying when I heard the word…abortion. Tommy quickly gave me a bottle of water, I uncapping it with lightening speed to take a desperate gulp. I saw Suzie twitch a little, punching Kimi in the shoulder before whispering something. Kimi frantically apologized, covering her mouth as she tried to beg for forgiveness with Suzie. Suzie pushed her way, clearly irritated, and retreated to the kitchen. Tommy tried to say something, but I brushed right past him and raced after Suzie.

My head was spinning, my heart was racing, and to make matters worse I was beginning to feel nauseous. I caught a glimpse of April coming out the kitchen, holding two cups of punch, but I ignored her and went after Suzie. I snatched her by her arm, flinging her around only to be met with a sucker punch to my face. I took a few steps back to collect myself, avoiding the unwanted attention I now created from directing this mass scene.

"What the hell, Chuckie!?" Suzie spat. "What's your problem?"

"What is Kimi talking about?"

She fell silent, looking down. "Chuckie…"

"Stop it!" I roared, still holding my now throbbing nose. As angry as I wanted to be that she hit me in the face, I had an uneasy feeling take over me. "What is Kimi talking about?"

"Chuckie, look, Kimi wasn't supposed to say anything because I wasn't supposed to say anything."

"So, it's true?" I breathed, feeling all balance escape me. I had to stabilize myself against my countertop, trying not to knock over the glass bottles of liquor and spill them into the sink. By now, Tommy, Lil, Kimi, Phil, and April had rushed in to see what was going on. "Angelica…had an abortion?"

Suzie remained silent, still avoiding making eye-contact with me. I grew irate, feeling myself grasp the neck of a half-empty tequila bottle to crack it against the edge of the countertop. Suzie screamed, rushing backwards when I made a lunge towards her. Both Tommy and Phil tackled me to the ground, wrestling the sharded glass neck out of my hand. Kimi and Lil backed away the growing audience from entering the kitchen as April loomed in the distance. I felt myself grow numb, then enraged again in a spilt-second. I shoved both Tommy and Phil off me, finally about to catch my breath. I glared up at Suzie, curling against my pantry door with fearful eyes.

"Have you gone mad!?" She screamed.

"Answer the damn question!"

"I can't!"

"Suzie!" I gave one last attempt. I needed to know. Before a few weeks ago, Angelica and I haven't spoken in three months. She tried calling and messaging me, hell, even calling my parent's to tell them to call her, but I ignored her out of fear of hurting her if I was to see her prematurely. Was she trying to tell me she was carrying my child? I grew mute, clenching my hands into fists as I banged against the lanolin floor. Suzie started to cry. "Tell me!"

"Yes." She finally spoke… "Yes…"

I crashed my lips against hers, roaming my masculine hands along the contours of her flawless body. She let out a low moan, her manicured hands fumbling with the opening of my boxers. I pulled away agonizingly slow, watching her squirm and pant heavily as she awaited my touch. I gripped her legs roughly, yanking her down towards the edge of the bed. She let out a low squeak against the crackle of thunder that resonated outside our hotel window. Her hair was a messy halo, outlining her picturesque beauty. Her chest fluctuated up and down, face flushed as she lay most vulnerable before me.

I swallowed, finally stepping out of the last piece of clothing I had. I gently pried her legs open, massaging her nether lips tenderly with another forceful kiss. She gasped, closing her eyes; arching her back only to grip the thin fibers of the cheap hotel sheets in ecstasy. I grabbed the condom that I had near the scratchy pillows, quickly ripping it open before removing the latex ring that I dreadfully slipped on. Throughout the course of our relationship, Angelica and I rarely used protection because she always told me she was on birth control and we had an unbreakable bond of trust that- I thought- led me to believe I could trust her with more than my heart and soul but my body as well. I clenched my eyes shut, finally entering her with one swift thrust into her tight heat.

She moaned out my name, squeezing her muscles against me as I began a slow, steady rhythm to match the rain that pelted against the soft glass. Gripping her waist, I picked up speed, beating against her wet cavern like an African bass drum. She tossed and turned, repeatedly saying my name like a religious mantra as small beads of sweat dripped onto her taut stomach. Fuck…

The headboard began to knock against the wall, shaking and stirring the neighbors from their dinner. I heard a woman knock violently against the wall, telling us to keep it down while her husband encouraged me to keep it up. Angelica rose against the tsunami waves of the sheets, propping herself on her elbows to watch me at work. Our eyes met, the lion and his lioness, before I brought her in for a final kiss.

Rolling over, I positioned her to be atop of me without missing a beat. She began to swirl her hips, bouncing against my sex to the sounds of the music. I silently spoke her name, feeling myself near. She leaned over to balance herself as she picked up pace. I wrapped my arms around her waist and helped guide her along my shaft, resting my thumb at the curve of her spine against the black lettering of my name that no one knew but me. The wet, sloppy sounds of skin hitting skin pushed me over the edge; unable to take much more of the strenuous torture she was inflicting onto me. I began to thrust into her widely, causing her to scream out in blissful misery to the rippling swing of her orgasm.

I followed her lead shortly after, burying my head against her chest. She collapsed atop of me, nuzzling my neck to catch her breath. We stayed like that for ten more seconds, hearing the neighbors next door begin to countdown. I closed my eyes, beginning to caress her hair as she listened to my heart beat.

Happy New Year