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Chapter thirteen: Firsts

Two months later…

Chase's P.O.V.

I was snuggling with Adam. He snuck into my room five minutes ago and slipped into my bed while I was in the bathroom getting ready. I walked into my room and smiled brightly. For the past month he has been sneaking in my room more frequently. He's been taking extra care of me and I'm certainly not complaining.

"How are you?" he whispers into my ear.

I smile, "great."

"'M glad," he smiles as well.

"…What wrong?" I ask.

I know something is bothering him. It's been bothering him for the past few days.

"I…I don't know," he says honestly.

"Is this about what happened…before on Christmas?"

"No…I mean maybe…I don't know," he sighs.

"Adam," I say softly.

"R-remember four weeks ago?" He questions shyly.

"How could I forget?" I grin.

Four weeks ago Adam decided to get back on the horse. Of course by that I mean he decided to finally have sex with me again. After our last mission all he ever did was spoon me from behind. No touch no nothing. If a kiss went beyond what he wanted then he would stop. I will say that I was amazed at how much restraint he has.

"I…I think I'm glitching," he finally says snapping me away from my thoughts.

"Glitching?"

"Yeah…I mean it's not really glitching it's just that…I can't be away from you," Adam continues.

I smile wickedly.

"No Chase it's not what you think," he sighs.

"Then what is it?" my smile falters.

"I don't know Chase! I lived my life oblivious from words and many things but I feel like something has changed. I feel more protective of you," he raises his voice a bit.

"Since when are you starting to use big words like oblivious? And Adam nothing's changed," I assure.

"I don't mean our relationship. I mean something's changed with you and I have my moments believe it or not," he rolls his eyes.

"With me? What?"

"My…'instincts' tell me to protect you and to watch over you because you are precious and if something bad happens to you-"

"So this is about a month ago?" I hiss angry.

"Chase no-"

"Adam I can take care of myself. I don't know what you're talking about and certainly I don't so much as care anymore," I sit up.

Adam gets closer and wraps his arms around my waist.

"Did you not hear me say this happened four weeks ago?" he whispered.

"…Just…get out please. I can handle it. I don't need you around. Please leave me alone. I know what I did was stupid and I don't want to make you feel like you have to take care of me like a burden…"

"Chase…"

"Out!"

He flinches at the raise of my voice.

"Please," I beg.

He gets up from my bed and stops at the door.

"I love you and I didn't mean to upset you. I know you think I don't trust you with your life but that's not true. I trust you and I love you so much it's starting to hurt," he whispers softly.

He shuts the door behind him quietly.

I fall back onto my bed under the covers. This would be our first fight, the first night I'll be sleeping alone, and the first time I feel like a dumb idiot. A lot of firsts tonight and not the good kind either.

"I don't want to see him," I sigh to myself.

'Don't,' Spike responds.

"Why do you appear in the worst times?" I question.

'Alternate ego hello? And He's right. The block head is finally right about something… there's something…different in…you, me…us?' he answers.

"Just go away too there is no 'us' you're a distractive strong and stubborn personality and I am…"

'Weak stubborn and demanding?'

"Leave me alone. It's enough with the problems I have. I don't need to go crazy," I mutter.

I will him to go and take a breath of relief. I can't control spike when I'm panicked or in a threat but when it's just me and I rambling he actually listens. Stupid Commando App. Helpful and annoying at the same time. He's not who I want to be though. I don't want to be someone who hurts others. Even if I get hurt first it's not right.

I close my eyes and shift to my side. Hoping for a brighter day.

Next Morning...

I wake up and bolt for the bathroom. Not a good day already. I walk out after brushing my teeth. School, great. I go through my closet and take out a purple T-shirt and a pair of grey skinny jeans. I look at myself in the mirror and smile pleased with my appearance. At least I don't look like…

"Come in," I call when I hear a knock.

"Hey Chase," Tasha smiles.

"Morning Tasha," I reply.

"How are you?" she asks.

"Fine why?"

"Adam told me…"

"Adam? Does he tell everyone what happens between us?" I groan in annoyance.

"Chase I don't think you're being very fair," she chides.

"Neither is he," I accuse.

She sighs, "I'm surprise Donald doesn't know yet."

"With a bigot like him? The world could end and he wouldn't even feel it," I mutter.

"Chase what's going on?" she asks amused.

"Sorry…I didn't mean to call Mr. Davenport a bigot…and I don't know. Ever since last night I've been…stressed…and my emotions aren't in check and I'm going to glitch if this continues," I complaint.

"Maybe you and Adam should talk to Donald after you fix things between each other," she suggests.

"You mean tell him?"

"It's what I think is best," she nods.

"…I don't know…I sound like Adam right now don't I?" I ask.

She merely smiles.

"He kept saying that when he told me about your fight," she agreed.

"…I'll think about it…I'll consider talking to Adam I just don't want to be seen as a burden or anything like that…I thought things were changing," I say.

"I know Chase…now go or you're going to be late for school," she places a warm hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks Tasha," I grab my bag.

Half way out the door she calls me.

"By the way Adam's shirt definitely suits you," she winks.

I look down at the purple shirt. No wonder it felt a size too big for me. I sigh but as I walk out I smile while playing with the ring on my finger. Adam will always be with me through bad or good and through thick and thin. I just can't help but feel…angry and I know it's wrong because I still love him.