ShadowRose18: chapter 2

Hope you like it so far :P


Disclaimer: Tancred, Emma, Lysander, Lauren, Charlie and Olivia all belong to Jenny Nimmo. Sadly I do own the perverted drunken guys, but it means I can kill them (evil grin)


Chapter 2 – In a Fight and Being Fine

I felt anger rush through my veins as I walked stiffly over to them.

'I – I don't - !' The girl was looking frightened, her back against the wall, trying to get as far away from the drunk guys as possible. She'd taken off her white cardigan, which she held in her hands, but still had her angel wings on

'Oh suuurrreee,' one guy slurred, looking at her with a sick grin on his face.

'She says she doesn't want to,' one chuckled, chugging down another can of beer.

'I don't think she knows what she's talking abooouuut,' the first guy slurred while the others snickered.

'I say we ignore her,' one said, snickering with another.

'Noooo,' the first guy said sluggishly, staggering closer to her, 'We must respect a…lady's…judgemeeennt,' he finished by laughing hysterically.

'Get 'er Quin!' one said, cheering and throwing his hand, with a beer can, in the air while remnants of beer fell on their heads, setting off a couple of shoves.

'Don't forget to leave me a bit, Quintin!' another said, elbowing the guy next to him.

'Yeah! I wanna know what aaangeeeels taste like,' said another guy, licking his lips.

The first guy, Quintin, staggered closer to the girl while she watched; her eyes full of fear.

'Don't - !' She cried, but the guy had reached her now and grabbed her wrists when she lifted her hands to try to push him away. She shrieked and tried to move away, but the guy held onto her wrists.

'Come on, lil angel, lemme taste those lips o' yours,' he said, his face moving dangerously close to hers.

I had reached them by now and my anger was at its peak.

'Get the hell off her, you creep,' I muttered darkly.

'Huh?' the guy only managed to turn in reaction before I slammed my fist into his drunken face. The girl screamed as his head hit the wall with a deadly thud and then he sank to the floor.

All his friends reacted at the same time, rushing towards me. I readied myself and threw a punch at the guy who had licked his lips at the girl, but another hit me in the stomach and I doubled over. I managing to throw a few blind punches before Lysander arrived. He'd seen the same as me, but from further away. I was on my knees coughing for a bit before I jumped up, the anger back in me, and joined Lysander in the fight. Soon, the drunken perverts ran off as some of the other by-standers joined in.

'Sheesh Tanc, you'd think you could NOT get into a fight for ONE night,' Lysander puffed, leaning on his knees, while Lauren rushed up to him.

I grinned at him and tasted a bit of blood in my mouth. I winced.

'Alright there?' Lysander asked, seeing me wince.

I nodded. One of the punches I received must have caused a cut in my mouth. Ouch.

Lysander straightened up.

'Lauren and I will look for Olivia. See if we can get a first aid kit or something. You've got a bad cut on the forehead,' Lysander said seriously, taking Lauren by the arm and leading her towards the crowd.

I straightened up and raised an eyebrow.

'Okaaay…' I muttered, then sighed.

'Um…' a meek voice said behind me.

The girl! I'd forgotten about her!

I whirled around to see her face creased with worry.

'A-Are you okay?' I asked, trying to hide the hint of blush that was rising up on my cheeks.

She nodded. 'I – I'm sorry,' she mumbled, fiddling with a piece of her hair. She was wearing her cardigan again, with her wings over it.

'What for?' I asked, laughing lightly.

She looked sadly at the floor. The smile disappeared from my face.

'Hey, I'm okay,' I said, knowing that she was worried about me. She nodded, but didn't say anything.

I sighed. 'I'm FINE,' I said, gripping her shoulders.

'No you're not,' she murmured, looking up at me, her beautiful green eyes dulled in the light.

I grinned at her. ''Course I am!' I said, desperate to see her eyes brighten with happiness and excitement once again. She shook her head, sadness seeping into heart.

I took her hand and led her towards the disabled restroom. I mean, where else could I go to find a mirror? There was no way I was going into a girl's bathroom and she wouldn't go into a boy's bathroom, so disabled bathroom it was.

I stared at myself in the mirror. Pointing to my reflection I asked her:

'Alright, if I'm not fine, where am I injured?' I asked, looking at her sceptically.

She took a deep breath and lifted her hand. Her fingers, light with their touch, moved under my fringe and touched part of my forehead over my left eye. I winced. I hadn't noticed that before, but then again, Lysander had said that I had a bad cut on my forehead.

'See?' she said, worry and sadness crossing her face.

I opened my mouth to contradict her, so that my chances of making her smile again would increase, but couldn't say anything.

I sighed. 'Fine fine, so I'm a little hurt, so what?' I managed after a while.

'Exactly!' she said, her eyes full of sadness again. 'You're hurt…and it's my fault.'

I groaned. 'Please don't think everything is your fault,' I said. I had a friend who did that and it was rather depressing.

'But… it is…' she said, eyes staring at the floor again. I sighed and, using my left hand, lifted her chin towards me.

'It's not your fault,' I said, sternly, my blue eyes fixed into her brilliant green eyes.

'But -!' she began, desperate to argue that it WAS her fault, but I was sick of arguing. Sick of seeing her sad face and sick of holding back. My lips crashed against hers with all the bottled up emotions I had been holding back.


ShadowRose18: woot! And the fluffiness will come in :P

Anyway, good on you Tanc! You saved the day! (cheers) XD

Anyway, I haven't finished writing the third chapter yet, so yeah…

If this goes according to plan, there'll be five chapters.

Anyway, please review!