The Worst of Things To Come.

["Parker!"]

[Placement: In the Market-- Mint Drive comes later in this thread. Thats why I put it here.]

He needed time. Time to sort his whole life. Time to think things over. The events that just happened. The moves he just played. The male had been walking several miles away from home, the sun was just now begining to set. Acually, it had set awhile ago. It had been around three hours since he stepped out of that house. He'd stepped out saying those horrible things. They were true though. She did love Mark. She always had.

Should he have ever gone into that boy's room that night. To be his demon and have a carrier. Or should he have passed on though the gates of hell. He didn't know. Although he took life. And it let him to this. This betrayal. The demon felt his thoughts trail back in time. The first time he ever saw her. In that little classroom. It wasn't love at first sight- Valerius couldn't care about her then-- but when he saved her from the cell of the captured. When she first kissed him without Mark...without...Mark. His eyes slit, his head tilting to shadow his face. He hurt so much. But he couldn't let tears fall. He was raised never to shed a single tear no matter what. It was a sign of weakness. He remembered that he had shed one...just one...when he left Necro.

He loved her so much. He needed her more than he needed air. She was his air. She was his life. They were both his life. Necro and Sophie. But Necro..his love.

He was instantly cut off off emotion for a momment. His head throbbed. Had he been thinking too hard? This was all so fustrating. He couldn't tell what thoughts were his anymore. Images of Mark and Necro flashed in his mind, Mark's words stung his brain. 'Sophie... I'll never lie to you.'

Heheh..he sure is a lost one....

Yes, poor man.

This is the one with the dectective-- that Silvia, right?

Aye, yes, he is. We will have fun with this one...

There were three voices. They were blury, he couldn't make out the diction and words. But there was three woman. Valerius scratched the back of his head as he wandered though the abandoned streets. The lamp lights flickered, the alleyways were dark and damp. Valerius had no clue where he was going until he heard a clear voice.

Take a shortcut though the alley.

Valerius couldn't resist. It was like every word she said- he had to obey. His mind clicked as he turned and walked casually down the alley.

She betrayed you, Valerius. You can never forgive her, can you?

That Necro-- she's probably off with Mark riggght now.

OOh, I wonder what they're doing...

hehehehehe...

The voices giggled at the end and Valerius felt anguish erupt in him. This was killing him. It was ripping into his chest and pulling out his heart. But...

He must survive. A flicker of anger clouded his mind. The truspassers of Valerius' mind took over.

Valeriussss...sssshe's cheattinggg on yoooouu.

Be mad about it hun...

It was like an order. He had to follow it. Anger ripped though his veigns, his eyes shooting daggers at the brick walls. False thougths of betrayal and cheating. The way she looked at Mark before. It was love. She never loved him. Was this true? Yes. It had been all along. The thoughts were being planted by the voices in his head. His hands curled into fists, his arms flexing in adrenaline. HOW COULD SHE DO THIS TO HIM! How he loved her so she just threw it all away!

Get your revenge.

A heated Valerius looked around before spotting something. Acually... someone.

A young girl was passing though the alley. She had her arms wrapped around herself. She was obviously using this as a shortcut too. This girl was about the same age as his daughter. His little...Sophie.

Valerius stared down the dark alley way, his black eyes were clouded.

Oh look. A lost little girl. Teach her a lesson of staying out late, Valerius.

Valerius backed against the walls his mind being controled by some upper being. This being...was making him do things. He had no say. His real thoughts were blocked...being replaced by new ones. Teach her a lesson. Many lessons. About being alone. About being loved. About being betrayed. Valerius smiled slyly, his eyes becoming slits as the girl approached. She walked closer and closer till she realised he was there. She froze.

"Now, now.. didn't your father ever teach you to never walk the streets alone?"

Valerius stepped toward the girl, his police badge shimmering in the dull light of the night. The girl saw his uniform and relaxed. Ah. It was just a police man.

One with bad intentions. Valerius stepped closer letting his hand rest on her shoulder as he led her though the darkness.

"I...I was just walking home."

The young girl exclaimed as she shuddered lightly. Brrr...cold. Valerius had step by step thoughts the voices commanding him.

Take it from this one--like Necro took it from you.

Valerius nodded with a wicked smile, his hand gently gripping her shoulder.

"Cold? Well be glad you took this shortcut."

It was his voice...the words being put in his mind to say. The girl was uncomfortable a little, and looked up nervously to the police man. Valerius stopped, turning towards the girl, his other hand on her shoulder. He walked foward, making the girl back up against the brick alley wall. Her eyes were wide with suprise. What..was he doing?

Don't take pity.

Valerius felt a fasle lust within him. A lust for a passion, an anger, a greif. He held her to the wall, and he closed his eyes feeling instructions come at him. A hand lowered down the girl's arm...

"Em...er...s-s-sir...?"

The girl quivered frightened. What was he DOING? She was stunned in her place, her eyes wide.

Valerius let his hand slide down her arm and on her little hip bone. A hand pressed there, the man came closer to the little girl. His large body pressed against her tiny frame and she squeaked, realizing his intentions.

"N..n..no..please..please no.."

She whimpered closeing her eyes hoping all this would go away. Valerius felt no emotion but a thick lust. He would get his revenge on Necro. He would cheat. Fingers gently started to make their way up the girl's shirt. He felt her soft, smooth skin, he kept going higher..and higher..until... The girl gasped at this feeling on her chest, as she tried to jerk away. Valerius held her hard and she strangled a scream,

Shut her UP!

At that momment Valerius forced his lips upon the little girl's. Her soft tiny lips being overpowered by his adult ones. The passion of this excited the voices. They had this man wrapped around their fingers.

Valerius violated the little girl, his other hand starting to slide down her bottoms, fingers curling. The little girl screamed in Valerius' mouth, tears falling down as she had no route to escape. He touched her freely, as if she was his. And right now. She was.

The thought triggered something. She..belonged to him. A name. Sophie. His daughter. Yes. This girl was the same age as her. Thoughts spirred his mind. The real Valerius was gaining counciousness. He felt his mind empty. The voices had left. Why were they--? Valerius felt his were his hands were-- where his lips were, where his body was pressed so inapropriately.

Images of Necro flipped though his mind. She was beautiful. Images of Sophie came as well. His little girl. Valerius finnaly broke though of his own mind. He realized...he...was...rapeing... Oh my god. This was wrong. This was all so wrong!

Valerius pushed himself away, brining his hands back-- gasping for air. The little girl gasped for air too, she broke into spft sobs, staying standing frightened the man would come back for more. Valerius backed himself up against the other brick wall across from the one the girl was at. Oh my god. He had commited a crime. He...he... molested.. oh my god. He looked at the girl with a wide blank stare before he spoke,

"Run. Go home."

Valerius whispered. The girl was shaking, looking up seeing her rapist telling her to escape. She was too stunned.

"I said go!"

Valerius yelled, the emotion coming more from fear. The little girl sobbed and ran. She ran as fast as she could.. Valerius stayed in one spot till he couldn't hear her footsteps anymore.

He felt...dirty. A bad, bad thing. Something that you had to live with the rest of your life. He shuddered. He hadn't done it. Something had controled him. Those voices. Those three woman voices. So evil. ... Valerius felt his eyes go wide.

No. His mind clicked. The...the Fates. They would be the only one's so cruel enough to do this kind of act. He shuddered for a few momments. Where now? He blinked again then looked up to the sky. He headed towards Silvia's house.

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When he finnaly found it-- it was already eleven o'clock. He looked worn out, tired, and like a complete shady mess. He knocked on the door softly, finally ringing the doorbell. He felt such disgrace thrive though him. How...how... Please Silvia. Answer the door.




[[OH MY GOD!!! I dunno *shrugs* I just thought it was a good intro, yaknow? *snickers* Rahin--only!]]

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((OH. MY. GOD. RAPE. RAPE RAPE RAPIIIIIST.))

Silvia had crashed early. At six, actually. She'd stayed up until two the other morning and when she'd gotten home she had barely had any sleep. Six had been an improvement. Then the bell rung and she woke up sweating. F.ucking creepy bell! She sighed and got up putting slippers on before walking down to the door, her eyes heavy lidded as she opened them, "Yes?" she asked through a long yawn and then smiled blearily, "Oh, Valerius. Hey. You uh-- look a bit shaken up...are-- are you okay?" As her mind woke up more she noticed his state, he looked horrible. "Good god, you look like a piece of sh.it. Come in, come in. What the hell happened? Are you allright?" she asked, her voice concerned as the cop entered.

A breeze disturbed her legs and she looked down...great. No pants. Again. Was this going to become a thing or something? "I'll be right back, I'm going to go get changed-- no actually I'll make some coffee..." she rushed ahead into the kitchen, pressed a button and ran out again, into her room. Hastily she pulled on some jeans and came back out, "Okay. /Now/ we can talk. What's going on? You look terrible."

["Parker!"]

[iii knowwww D;]

Valerius could care less of what he looked like. He couldn't care if he had half his head shaved off. He just felt so tired. Today was too much. Too much for one man to handle. Valerius shook his head at Silvia's questions. No. He was not okay. He noticed her lack of pants which made him shudder at the thought of that poor little girl...

He took a seat, his head against the table, his hands on his head. Oh my god. Oh my god, what a mess. Valerius looked up slightly at Silvia as she came rushing back in. He stared at her before mummbling.

"I cracked today, Silvia."

He mummbled, admiting himself. She would know what he ment by 'cracked'. He blew up. He had a meltdown. Under so much pressure and emotion. He put his head back down haveing a sudden urge for coffee.


[short, but hopefully you can reply, i gg tho.]

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The coffee pot beeped behind her and Silvia ignored it for a moment, before turning and serving two cups of coffee. She didn't bother putting sugar or milk in this one. Black coffee for black moods. That's what her mom had always said. "You cracked." she repeated slowly, leaving her coffee untouched. "What-- What kind of-- Valerius...what happened?" she asked, trying to keep the alarm from her voice, but it was still there as an undertone. What did you do?

Most people didn't realize it, but cops had one of the most psychologically damaging jobs in Lordight. Many of them couldn't take it... She couldn't begin to describe how many cops she had known that had had a complete psychological breakdown. Codename 'cracked'. They'd seemed perfectly fine, as well... but it was always the little things. Slowly but surely their minds wore down...and if they didn't talk about it... The results were terrible. She knew cops who had killed their partners because they had cracked. She had heard of cops who comitted suicide after they'd killed their families. Perfectly stable men, that had seemed fine...

You could never tell. The only person who could ever tell was the person themselves... There were some lucky cases. The policeman or woman would take a vacation at the right down, and come back refreshed. Or they'd talk to people at the right moment. But it wasn't often. And now...Valerius had cracked. He was her friend. And he looked terrible. When there was silence, she reached over across the counter and took his hand, "Valerius, what did you do?" she asked him seriously, her expression worried.

["Parker!"]

Valerius hid his face with the table. He didn't want to be looked at. He felt shame and greif pour though him. He did so many things today... He cracked in so many ways. He heard the beep of the coffee and didn't budge. She set his black coffee infront of him and he didn't move. His fingers slightly twitched involentairly. The more he thought about it, the more it frightned him. Of course Silvia was cautious. He could tell in her tone.

She was his friend. He knew that. He felt like he could tell her anything and she wouldn't mind. But..this...this was bad. Oh so bad. He felt his hand being touched. The warmth, kindness of her hand. He jerked his back his head lifting up as he looked at her. He didn't want to be touched... he didn't deserve this kind of help! Silvia didn't deserve to touch his hands...the one's he'd used to..to...

He looked at her eyes, his coal black ones looking for a longing of help. She..could help him. She'd done it other times before... He trusted her. And with that thought he titled his head looking away again,

"I...left...Necro."

Even saying her name made him wince. Just the mere image of her made him shudder. He took a momment, then continued with a soft tone,

"She let Mark come over and... he told Sophie the truth.. She didn't even tell me...that..."

His fingers curled into white-knuckled fists, but he exhaled his air and relaxed, his fingers looseinig up. He needed to get over this. But he couldn't he couldn't get over the fact that after all these years Necro still...loved....Mark. He looked back to her, his eyes searching for help-- but his look just revealed that that wasn't the worst of it.

"I left and...Silvia...the... The Fates... they found me..."

He breathed out, his eyes hard against her's. The Fates.... He shuddered his mind playing back the thoughts. That little girl... Her screams-- he could still hear it strangled in his ears. He shook his head and looked away, tense, shaking slightly. Who knew such a man could look so darn right helpless.


[D: awww meh poor guy.]

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"Oh...I'm sorry..." Silvia said hesitantly when he talked about leaving Necro. She couldn't help her own feelings of being rather pleased that this had happened...even though it was clearly breaking him appart. That deeper level of satisfaction didn't remove itself even though she felt guilty about thinking that way at all...

He told her what happened, and then mentioned the fates. Silvia froze. "The Fates." she said heavily, feeling her own breath stop short, "The Fates...found you..." Oh my god... what did they make you do?! What happened!? She tried to keep herself from panicking but it wasn't working very well. "What-- Valerius what did they make you do?!" she asked urgently, her eyes wide and upset.

Had they made him murder somebody? hurt somebody? "Do we need to get the paramedics? Do we need to call the police?" she said quickly, reaching out and holding his hand tightly, "Are you allright? Did they make you hurt yourself?" she whispered urgently, her eyes wide and concerned.

The Fates had been inactive for about three weeks...she'd been wondering when they would strike again...when she'd have to see the terrible things they'd done again.

["Parker!"]

Silvia always got a little weird when he mentioned Necro. Maybe it was because she wasn't married to a husband of her own. He didn't know. And at this momment- he didn't care. He looked to her silently as she heard it was the Fates. He hated them..so much.. He closed his eyes as she asked him what they made him do. He turned his head away feeling tense as she grabbed his hands. She was in disbelief at first... then she became panicy. What did he do? What...he did... He looked away from her, not able to look into her eyes. He needed to tell her...he loosened his grip on her hands as he closed his eyes and sighed out,

"One count of molestation to a minor with pre-mature... rape."

He spoke in his cop terms, unable to tell her in a regular way. But when he said those words of 'molestation' and 'pre-mature rape'... Jesus, he knew if they hadn't left his mind..he would have...he would have... He pulled his hands away from her, unable to look at her. What...what should he do? He shuddered remembering the look on the child's face as she saw the cop. Cops were suppose to protect and serve justice...but..he...just commited a crime...


[rawr i just made that cop stuff up xD but she'll get the point]

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"Oh god...Oh god Valerius." She rushed to the other side of the counter and gave him a tight hug, holding him for all he was worth. "I've got to call the station and report this. Once we've found the girl, and gotten her to file a report-- Don't worry about this-- I'll take care of it." she told him, giving him a quick kiss on the side of his head for comfort, another tight squeeze and running to the phone. She felt...intense relief, mostly. The Fates were capable of terrible things, and this was the least of them...

It sounded like he hadn't even gone all the way through with it. She picked the phone up and dialed the number to the police station, "Hello? Brian? Yeah, get me Yates... Yeah..." a pause and then she continued, "We had another breakdown...By valerius...the Fates were involved... Yes I know they don't usually target--- Well I don't know--" she paused and looked up, glancing at Valerius, "Do you remember what street you were on?" she asked him, and when he answered she relayed it back to the phone. "Yes it was an attempted rape... He broke away. The fates don't get bored easily... Well I'll ask but he's very-- A young--" Another pause and she hung the phone up.

She went back to Valerius, "Are you okay? The whole thing is being taken care of. You don't have to worry about any of it anymore." she said in a soothing voice, "They understand. Especially since the fates were involved. They're...terrible creatures. I hope we can get our hands on them some day." She gave him another hug, reveling in the comfortable way she felt her arms wrap around him. It felt perfect...amazing. But she felt dirty for thinking this...just because he'd left Necro didn't mean-- And Dr. Green had told her not to... She blushed and pulled away for him, "I've only got one bed, but you can have it, hon. You need your rest. I can take the sofa."

["Parker!"]

He relaxed as she gave him her sympathy. He was almost stunned that she didn't kick him out of the house...but...she understood. Silvia was a good friend. He kept note to that. As she wrapped her arms around him, he hesitated. But she was being extremely nice..he..he hugged her back. He didn't mind the small kiss...no..he was too worn out to feel akward.

"T-thanks..."

He mummbled warily as she turned and started to call the station. He looked to his coffee and grabbed it, guzzing it down. Agh, geeze he needed that. He shook his head saddly as he did not remember the street name. If only he'd seen it before they got into his head... He tried to block out the conversation, finding it brought back alot of unwanted memmories of the alley. When she came back he looked down at her softly. She was so...so kind. He couldn't find any other word. She slipped him into antoher hug and he again wrapped his arms around her giving her a small squeeze, his head almost resting on her's before she backed away. He listened as his friend was giving her the only bed in the house--he opened his mouth to protest... But he was caught off guard by her look. Ahh she was just too d.amn nice. He smiled lightly nodding, looking at her with a small gratefull smile. He couldn't help but to pull her into a small hug.

"You're too kind. Thanks...for...this.."

He spoke, exaused as he let go of her and stood as he smiled one last time at her before going up the stairs.

He walked into her bedroom, his eyelids heavy. His body was commanding sleep. He closed the door halfway before dropping his pants and taking off his shirt as he left them in piles on the floor. In his black boxers he slipped into the comfrotable bed. He turned on his stomach, his cheek on the pillow. Silvia...thanks...so much... And he drifted off to sleep.

[rawr]

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"I'm sure you'd do the same for me, Val." she replied, letting him hug her and willing herself not to respond too warmly. As soon as he left she ambled over to the living room and took /her/ pants off, laying down. But she was too wired to sleep, and the sofa was cold and uncomfortable. At least three hours passed before she couldn't take it anymore and she got up quietly, creeping to the bed where Valerius was sleeping. He wasn't taking up the whole bed, and in a half daze, Silvia pushed herself under the covers.

Much better... she rolled a little, trying to get comfortable, and ending up with her face pressed to Valerius's back. He was so...warm. He wouldn't mind, right? Her hair ended up draped across her shoulders, and with that last thought she fell asleep as well into a deep comfortably dreamless sleep that she hadn't had in ages.

["Parker!"]

Though the night Valerius forgot that he was in another's home. He noticed a presence behind him and assumed it was Necro. He turned over, half asleep and let his arms wrap around the woman. He pulled himself closer, liking the warmth of this...

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Light bursted though the blinds as it was morning. The two were sleeping together very close, Valerius breathing lightly. The birds chirped outside. A well rested Valerius stirred as he felt their very comfrotable position. The morning dazed man woke up, his vision blury. He blinked a few times, yawning lightly. He looked down and by his chest...wasn't...green.. Eh? He blinked again, rubbing hsi eyes with a hand, his other hand on the woman. He looked clearly now...

And then he realized he wasn't in his home. Memmories of the night before flood him, his eyes widening as his mind was at a blank. He looked down seeing a sleeping non-Necro by him... His eyes grew really wide...

"S...s...Silvia....?"

He stuttered almost confused. What was she doing in bed...with....? OH MY GOD! The man scrambed out of the bed almost falling but catching himself. WHAT..WHAT WAS---

"SILVIA?!?!"

He yelled, confused and in a daze. He was breathing heavily his eye wide in fright. He looked down on himself... What...what had they...? Oh my god.

[BUAHA!]

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Silvia stirred at little when he first spoke and then jumped when he screamed when he shouted her name the second time. Her hands dove under her pillow and pulled out a gun, pointing it around the room until she relaxed, "Jesus f.uck valerius, what the hell?!" she asked, groaning and cluching her head. She put the gun down and flopped back into bed. "You scared the sh.it out of me." she muttered resentfully, rubbing her eyes and yawning. She stretched, waking herself up a little more. "Anything wrong?" she asked, climbing out of bed and exposing her bare legs, clueless to what Valerius thought.

"Not seeing the fates again, are you?" she teased, in a half worried voice. "If you are, tell me. I can help like you did the last time." But he seemed sane. She glanced at the floor and blushed. "Oh gawd. I don't even remember taking my bra off last night... must have been uncomfortable or something. I'll just...remove that..." she said, picking it up and putting it under the bed in an embarassed fashion, suddenly feeling rather exposed... Then again, she wasn't half as exposed as he was. He was in his boxers. Her eyes roved over his body appreciatively. "You've got some nice abbs there, Val." she joked, trying ot lighten the mood and to keep him from freaking out, "I didn't see 'em last night."

((XDDDDDDD))

["Parker!"]

Holy s.hit she had a gun under the pillow!?! He backed up against the wall his hands clutching the wall. Oh my god. He looked to her as she lazily sat on the bed. She looked like a mess...a real mess... He wondered what he looked like. But at the momment he couldn't really remember anything past going to bed..

Hadn't she gone and slept on the couch? He watched her get up, her bare legs made him loose his breath. Wha...? Why was... His eyes adveted to her...bra... HER BRA? He held his breath as he started to shake his head,

"No...no..wait..sil...silvia..."

He couldn't remember last night after he went to bed. What..what happened? A though popped in his mind. She was looking at him with just his boxers on and he felt exposed. She didn't SEE them last night?! What--what did that mean? He nearly choked out the words even if they came in whispers,

"S-silvia-- uh..uh...oh I-I have a wife and oh my god a kid and what...oh... my god what did I do?"

He freaked out. He couldn't have done this. But all the clues were right there.... His hands raised clutching his hair before he snapped them down, his voice shakey his eyes on her carefully,

"Holy s.hit Silvia... Did we have sex?"

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Silvia blinked at him, and suddenly felt hurt by the severity of his words. "No. No we didn't..." she said, folding her arms and looking away. "No need to act like I'm the plague Valerius. You don't have to worry about me and you. Am I really so disgusting that you can't even think of me like that?" she asked angrily, and getting up hastily.

"I'm going to go wash my face." she told him stiffly, retreating to the bathroom and locking the door behind her. Yeah. That's right Silvia. Nobody wants to have sex with you. She turned the tap on and took an advil, filling the cup besides the sink and swallowing it down quickly to ease her suddenly aching head.

Stupid man. Silvia washed her face and sniffed a little when she was done, her nose slightly red. She felt slightly less disgusting and more awake, as she opened the door and sat down. "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have snapped at you. I just...sometimes I wonder if anyone will ever...y'know...like me enough to..." she trailed off and turned an embarassed red, "Anyway...it won't happen... I um... We were... y'know... together... cause um... I was cold on the couch and... I was uncomfortable and I...didn't think you would mind."

The woman took a deep breath and got up, "I'm sorry if I offended you. I won't um... go near you again." she murmured, getting up and feeling her stomach twist as she moved towards the door. "I'll...go make coffee." her voice wavered a little but steadied towards the end. Am I really so...so undesirable? Silvia shook her head. Yeah whatever...

["Parker!"]

Valerius stared at her wide eye. But Silvia didn't just say no..she seemed offended. Huh? He looked at her confused. She snapped at him and he just stood there, looking at her with a suprized look. Why..was she so mad? Plague?

Oh. She was mad... Valerius blinked forgetting that women had high sensitivity. S.hit... He knew why she was mad. He stood there as she turned and walked into the bathroom. Crap. He'd gotten all upset because he thought they..well..yaknow and it scared him. And he'd offended her by him saying that he didn't want to have sex with her. Thats because he didn't.... Right? Yes...yes of course... He sad down on the edge of the bed

He watched her almost wondering if she was going to snap at him again. But no. She sat down with a plop beside him and apologized. She spoke slowly about herself. She was blushing a deep red but Valerius just looked down at her blankly. Oh d.amnit. He supposed he just hit a tender spot on her emotion. How she didn't think anyone wanted to well...do it with her. She explained why she was in bed with him and he finally realized. Wow. Nice way to freak out over nothing. She got up saying that she'd never go near him again. He frowned as she said she was going make coffee.

He hesitated but jumped up, going and grabbing her hand. He twirled her around bringing her to his bare chest. Eh... maybe a bit to close...but he didn't care. He had an apologetic look on his face. He held her close to him, in an almost too intimate hug, but he was truely sorry.

"I'm sorry, Silvia. I don't mind at all.. I...I was just scared...but..."

He looked down at her softly. His eyes twinkled with a forbiden longing. This was wrong to say... oh so wrong. But he said it anyways.

"...But if I wasn't married and in love...well..."

A thick scarlet blush crossed his face and he softly let her go as he gave an embarressed smile. He'd let her fill in the blanks. He liked Silvia. She was a really nice girl and all. But he was in love with Necro. Maybe if things were diffrent.... He nervously scratched the back of his head as he glanced over at the bathroom then sighed with a small grimance. Ah- he probably just freaked her out. Just a bit. Though he just had to get that out for her. Maybe it would make her feel a little better... He lowered his gaze as he turned and walked into the bathroom.

"I...eh..need a shower."

He mummbled before he closed the door and locked it. He didn't even want to know her reaction. But he knew one thing. He needed a shower. Now. He looked at himself in the mirror and scowled. EEk. Shower. Now. He turned on the hot water, dropping his boxers and stepping in. The steam raised the hot droplets hitting him giving off a momment of relaxation. He took his hands and rubbed his face trying to fully wake up.

The hot water cleared his chest and mind. He stood still in the shower, letting the heat absorb his troubles. He visualized Necro. He wondered what she was doing at this momment. He closed his eyes and sighed furrowing his brows. He needed to get home. What should he do though? Just walk in and apologize till he was on his knees? Probably. He knew if Mark was there again...he'd kill him. Valerius gritted his teeth, feeling hot water find its way in the courners of his mouth. Anger flushed though him, and it felt good. The steam rolled off him and he smiled lightly with other thoughts. What about Silvia? He hadn't lied about being with her if he wasn't married. For a fraction of a second he wished that maybe...maybe they had done something. But he shook his head, water flicking out of his hair. Nah. But again the water rolled off his body into the shower, and his troubles were washed down the drain.

[rawr sexy shower scene xDDD]