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Ch. 12 Chemicals React

We lived
We loved
We hurt
we jumped
We're right
We're wrong
We're weak
We're strong
We lived to love

Chemicals React by Aly and AJ

I walked into the apartment after my meeting with Cody and Annabelle in the park to see my aunt sitting on the couch, looking through an old photo album. There was a sad, nostalgic expression on her face as her green eyes gazed over the pictures. I walked up beside the couch, painting a soft smile on my face. "Hey Auntie," I said, causing her to look up at me. She smiled at me.

"Hey baby, how was your day," she asked, closing the photo album. I nodded, taking a seat next to her on the couch.

"It was good," I lied. Honestly, my day could be far from good. Sure Scourge told me he loved me and everything but I still couldn't come to terms with the fact that I was playing him somewhat. When he found out about my secret alliance, he's gonna rip my head off. I didn't want to think about what was to come when that day came and all Hell would go down. But it is what I have to do…

"You know it is okay for Scourge to sleep over. You don't have to sneak him around. I trust you enough to know that you guys will do nothing more than sleep." I blinked back into the conversation when she spoke. Funny how she said, do nothing more than sleep. Then again, making out isn't really as bad as what she's thinking about.

"Thanks for that." I poked her arm. "And when are you going to get a boyfriend? I mean, you're single, you're young, you're charming, and you're beautiful. Where are all the hot guys for you?" Auntie laughed, putting her arm over my shoulder to pull me into a soft hug.

"Honey, I've got to keep my eye on you and your boyfriend. Besides, I don't have time for a guy right now. I wanted to tell you that my collection caught interest and I found a small spot for the boutique."

"Oh my gosh, Auntie, that's amazing," I yelled, hugging her even tighter. My aunt loved designing clothes and had always dreamed of opening her own shop with all her original clothes. Now that her dream was getting put into action, I couldn't help but to be happy for her. "So hardworking, independent, and does it all in heels. Great bio for your dating portfolio." My aunt laughed but rolled her eyes.

"Lord help me, this child is trying to set me up on a date." I giggled at my aunt, causing her to smile at me. "You and Scourge have been getting pretty close lately. Anything you wanna tell me?" Blush started to lightly come across my cheeks.

"I love him and he loves me."

"I knew it," auntie said with a snap of her fingers. "You've changed so much since you met him." I tilted my head in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Auntie shrugged, moving some of my hair out of my face.

"You're not as rough edged and angry anymore."

"I guess," I said with a shrug. "He just makes me happy. Like, I can be myself around him."

"So you've told him about the nightmares? About your little habit? About your problem?"

"Yes, he knows everything. He's a good listener. He doesn't judge me or look at me weird. He just takes it in and then holds me. He's not the type who will tell me it'll all be okay but he does comfort me when I need it." A small smile went across my lips as I said this. Scourge really did listen to me when I needed to get things off my chest about everything that's going on. The past couple weeks, I've been having more vivid dreams about Victoria and what she did. Sometimes I even have flashes of what I think is her death. One night I woke up screaming to find Scourge lying next to me. He had put his hand over my mouth so that my aunt wouldn't hear me and bust in like she usually does. I remember looking up at his emotionless face, wondering what he was thinking. Scourge had pulled me closer against him and started murmuring things in my ear. Since I was still half asleep, I'm not quite sure what they were – even they were even English words – but I do know that it calmed my nerves and I fell back to sleep.

"Well that's good. You know, I'd like to see his face around here much more. He has a nice voice and everything but speaking face to face would be nice too." I giggled, shaking my head. "Why don't you call him and ask him over for dinner tonight?"

"Really? Tonight," I asked, surprised. I didn't think that it would be that quick that she'd want to have dinner with him but my aunt can be a bit random and spontaneous.

"Of course! Why not?" I forced a smile at her as I took my phone out of my pocket. I kind of hoped he didn't pick up as I dialed his number and heard it ring. After the fight about my decision, I was kind of worried. Sure, I'm guessing we're over it since I did make my choice – well the fake one – and it was what he wanted. Then again this is my first relationship somewhat so I have no idea what to really expect.

"Hello," Scourge answered after a couple of rings. Soft blush crept up my cheeks at the sound of his deep Hispanic accented voice.

"Hey Scourge. Are you free tonight?"

"Yea, I told you I'd spend the night with you already."

"My aunt wants you to have dinner with us tonight," I said glancing at my aunt who was staring at me with a soft smile on her face.

"Why," Scourge asked, annoyance etched into his voice. Obviously he wasn't in that good of a mood. Maybe it was better if we just rescheduled for a later time or something. If Scourge was irritable then that didn't mean for good results.

"Because she wants to see your face around here or something. I don't know. Parent stuff. Will you come?"

"Do you want me to? If you do then I'll do it but if you don't then I'll just see you later on."

"I want you to."

"Alright," he said before hanging up. I smiled at my aunt, causing her to yelp in excitement before getting up and running into the kitchen. With a soft sigh, I got up and followed her into the kitchen. She was scrambling around, pulling out different ingredients.

"What to make, what to make. Should I make some cake or something for dessert? Do u guys want little appetizer things? What are you in the mood for," she asked quickly, looking to me at the last part. I only stared at her, raising an eyebrow. "What? I don't want to make a bad impression on your boyfriend."

"He doesn't get scared away easily, trust me. But just make whatever you want. He's not going to care."

"Alright, if you say so." A knock rang at the door. "Is that him?"

"Probably. We'll just hang out in my room until dinner's ready, okay?"

"Okay. It might take a while so if you guys get carried away," she threw a condom at me to finish her sentence. Why the hell did she have condoms in a kitchen drawer is beyond me but I do know that I turned red from her giving it to me. She giggled as I quickly walked out the room to answer the door. Indeed, Scourge was leaning in the doorway. He looked down at me, his mouth remaining a line. "Hey," he said.

"Hi. Are you okay," I asked, grabbing his hand to pull him inside the apartment. His gaze went down to our hands, a softness filling his cold eyes.

"Let's talk in your room." I nodded, tugging him down the hall. Auntie spotted us as we passed and yelled a hello to Scourge. He faked a polite smile and told her hello. A frown took over my lips. If I could tell that he was faking smiles then I knew something was definitely wrong. Usually I couldn't exactly tell what expressions were forced with Scourge. Only when they were genuine and meaningful I could tell because it reached his eyes. This time, it was too clear that the smile was fake.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on," I asked as I took a seat on my bed. Scourge shut the door behind him before taking a seat next to me.

"It's nothing. I just have a lot on my mind," he said, tucking a stray curl behind my ear. Tingles ran on my skin from where he touched me, the cold sensation turning to a warm one.

"Like what?"

"The war, you, training. Stuff like that." I intertwined our fingers, turning so that I could put my legs over his lap. Now I could look at him fully. His jaw was tight as was his eyes a bit hard. Though his face held a soft look since he was looking at me, I could tell that there was something bothering him.

"What about me are you thinking about?"

"Your decision. How you said you love me. How much I love you." I blushed at the last part since he purred it. He would be the one who would try to seduce me when he knows damn well that there's something he's not telling me.

"What about my decision? Isn't that what you wanted?"

"No, it is. I'm just surprised because of how strong you were against our plans with what we're going to do if we win which we will win with you on our side. Is there a real reason behind you choosing us or is it because of something I said? I didn't mean to scare you or anything. I just-"

"I know, you don't wanna lose me. I understood that. But I also remembered how I said that I'd never betray you. And I'm not going to. Scourge, I love you and if loving you means siding with Lucifer then I guess it's just what I have to do." Damn, I hated how I lied right through my teeth. I hated lying to him in general. Not only were the consequences of all this bad but this would really hurt him when he found out everything was lie. Not only would he probably kill me but he'd probably break down even more. How could I do this to him?

"I love you too, Rosy," he said before leaning down to kiss my lips softly. I kissed him back, letting him pull me into his lap. My hands got tangled in his hair as he gripped my sides, pulling me close against him. His tongue lightly traced my lips before teasing them open with small licks. I opened my mouth as he fell onto his back. A giggle escaped my lips after I yelped from the surprise movement. He chuckled, pulling out the kiss.

"Noo," I whined, pressing my lips back onto his. We resumed to make out as he rolled so that he was on top of me. I could feel my body heat rising as his hands slowly started to caress my thighs from above the fabric of my skinnies. Cautiously, with blush painted across my face, I slid my fingers under his tee shirt and lightly skimmed his washboard abs with my hands. He moved his hands to lift me up a bit so that he could slide off my half jacket.

"You seem scared to touch me," Scourge murmured into my ear, taking my wrists into his hands. He pressed my hands flat against his hard stomach. I could feel the scars that laid on his smooth skin, causing me to shiver.

"I don't want to hurt you," I whispered back, tracing one of my fingers over a scar. He pecked a kiss under my ear, causing me to blush even harder. I wanted to feel his kisses all over me. Dammit, that was a bad thought. No dirty thoughts while Auntie is around. No, no, no.

"They don't hurt anymore."

"What are they from?"

"Most of them are from the last war. Others are just from missions and stuff."

"So the last war was pretty brutal huh?"

"Brutal isn't even the word for it." He picked his head up to look me in the eyes. "Look, I don't want to talk about the war right now. We'll talk about it later but right now, I just want you."

"Like sexually," I asked. Immediately I felt lame after I said it. Of course he meant sexually. What else would he want me for when he's lying on top of me and we're making out? Scourge chuckled at my innocence before letting his face get serious.

"We don't have to do anything right now. I mean I can wait until you're ready."

"Yea, let's wait. I mean, let's just start with touching."

"Then stop acting like my skin is acid." He sat up and took his shirt off. Scars decorated his skin in a beautiful way but two long parallel scars took up most of his torso. I couldn't help but to stare in what I couldn't tell was amazement or shock. Maybe both. I'm not sure. Scourge took my wrist and laid my hand on his chest – right where his heart would be. Of course there was no heartbeat but it was unusually warm there. "See, it's okay. It doesn't burn." I nodded, starting to let my hand wander on his chest and lower torso. He watched me as I traced his scars gently, trying to think of how he got them. What was he hit with? Who did it to him? How much did it hurt? After a little while, he leaned back down onto me and began to peck kisses at my neck. "Can I touch you," he asked, his hands slipping up my tank top.

"Yes," I whispered before his lips were pressed back onto mine. We made out and experimented touch on each other for a long while. I was honestly surprised at how he never got too caught away and how he never made the wrong move. Maybe that's because he knew what he was doing. Me on the other hand was more nervous as my hands explored. He had grabbed my hands tons of times and put them where he wanted them to be. I could tell that he thought it was cute though.

Auntie banged on the door to tell us dinner was ready but she didn't come in – thank god. I think she wouldn't like seeing us making out with half our clothes on. Scourge chuckled at how much I blushed as we got dressed again. I merely waved him off and told him to shut up. Dinner was better than I expected it to be. Auntie mostly asked Scourge questions about school, hobbies, and other normal things. At first I was concerned that she might ask about something that I would probably want to hit her for later but she was on her very best behavior. Later that night as Scourge and I were watching a movie in my room, his phone beeped. I looked over at him to see a frown had pasted his lips as he looked down at the phone. "Everything okay," I asked, throwing a popcorn kernel at him.

"Yea, everything's fine." He plucked a kernel from the bowl and threw it at me. "Throw something at me again and it won't just be a kernel hitting you in the face," he playfully threatened.

"Ohh, I'm so scared. The big, bad Dark Angel is out to get me." He chuckled, putting his arm over my shoulders to pull me close. I leaned my head onto his chest, getting comfortable. "Do you even like being a Dark Angel," I asked quietly. He sighed deeply.

"No. But if I wasn't one then I would never have met you." He pecked a kiss at the crown of my head. "And I love you."

"Do you want to be anything else other than a Dark Angel?"

"I've always been interested in criminal justice but the behind the scenes stuff. CSI things if you need an analogy." I smiled up at him.

"So you're telling me that you're some type of scientific geek under this hot façade of yours?" A smirk came across my boyfriend's lips.

"Something like that. Are you into geeky guys?"

"Somewhat."

"I'm the exception aren't I?" I giggled.

"Yup." Scourge smirked wider before leaning down to kiss me softly. We kissed for a moment before he pulled away. He grabbed my hands and helped me up with him. "What's wrong," I asked as he shrugged on his leather jacket.

"We're going somewhere," he said simply before going to my window and opening it. I tilted my head at him but went to him when he beckoned for me to come over.

"Where?"

"Well Lucifer and some of the other 'authorities' are going to be away for a little while."

"Okay…? So then where are you taking me?"

"To fulfill your greatest desire."

"And what do you think that is?" He looked over at me, his face genuine and sincere.

"We're going to see your parents."

This was basically just a filler chap for you all, had to update before I lost ideas haha

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