Truly Madly Deeply

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Cookie: Yo readers. Well here's the chapter you've all been waiting for...Austens POV! Wheeee! Careful, he may not be all what you think him to be. ^_^ You might be surprised.

Bottom right corner is a pic of out Austen plus a youtube video of "Truly Madly Deepy" By Savage Garden. Just loooove their songs. :)

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(Austen's POV)

I watched as she entered her room, kicking the door closed behind her. When she pulled off her shirt, I should have done the decent thing and looked away...but I couldn't.

She held me captivated.


Fay Valentine, "Vals", was my childhood friend...and the girl I loved. I adored everything about her. But, painfuly enough, the girl I loved and adored was blind to my feelings.


Completely.


I watched, holding my breath as she slid off her pants, throwing it nonchalantly behind her. Vals was so careless. She hadn't even bothered to cover the window with the curtains. Nope, my Vals wasn't very perceptive and she was so god damn naive that I didn't know whether to kiss or kill her for the way she was making me crazy.


She drove me wild.



I wanted her so much that sometimes I couldn't breath. Sometimes, when she was around me, all I want to do was to push her down and have my way with her. To posses her until she couldn't be without me.



I forced myself to back away from the window, turning and pressing my back against the wall. Though my room was dark, all lights turned off, the image of her in nothing but her underwear burned in my mind. Her long hair brushing against her soft flesh...the way she moved with such confident grace that she wasn't even aware of.



I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to control the conflicting emotions burning through me. Vals was oblivious to these raging desires with in me. To her, I was just a childhood friend she'd protected ever since the third grade. Geeky Austen McKennzie who was bullied day in and out.



I snorted.



I had stopped being bullied since the fifth grade when I beat the shit out of some guy who made rude sexual comments to Vals when she wasn't around. The poor fool hadn't seen my fist coming. One minute he was telling his friends how he'd show Vals how a real man handled things and the next he was on the ground, bloody.



Something in me had snapped. No one talked about Vals that way and got away with it. That was the very first time I showed my dark side to anyone. It had always been a part of me, slowly building up thru the years even as Vals "protected" me. I'd secretly watch her, pleased as she beat the crap out of my "bullies". But then, before I realized it, Vals was blossoming into a woman.



The guys around her starting looking at her differently, though she was completely unaware of it. Vals, with her naive self, thought that whenever a guy looked at her funny, he was picking a fight with her so she'd end up getting defensive and chasing him away. But I knew better. They looked at her and liked what they saw.



And that seriously ticked me off.



That's when I knew I had to step up and stake my claim. No, I wasn't bullied since the fifth grade, and yeah there had been some who tried to since they saw me an easy target whenever I was in "shy geeky Austen" mode around Vals but I straightened them out to the point that they didn't dare tell her what I was really like when she wasn't around.



Sometimes to occupy my time I'd let them hang around me, they had suddenly seen me as their "boss", their leader. How pathetic was that? Beat a couple of fools senseless and their world suddenly revolves around you. It was annoying how they kept trying to stick to me but I kept them around because they had their uses. They kept an eye on Vals for me when I wasn't there to do it myself. Before I knew it I had become the secret gang leader to a pack of gangsters.



When Vals would see us together, she'd automatically assume they had been "picking" on her poor defenseless Austen. I never corrected her and I made sure they didn't either. How would she react is she found out the real me? The real Austen McKennzie?



I stared up at the ceiling.



No, I knew she wouldn't be able to handle it. Her reaction to me when I came back was bad enough. She rejected anything that wasn't her old Austen. The Austen she was used to. That night in the club, I had tried to show her that the old Austen was gone and the new one was much better, but she hadn't reacted well to it. In fact, she freaked out and tried to run away from me.



No, I couldn't have that.



I had been so happy about the ring she gave me that I fooled myself into thinking that I could finally show her the real me, that she'd accept it. What a fool I'd been.



I sighed.


I've been keeping a lot of things from her. The web of lies were too tangled to unravel. During break I had worked hard to change my outer appearance, in hopes that she'd notice me. I'm not a vain person but I knew I attracted women and thought to use my looks to reel her in. But no such luck. If it wasn't Vals, I didn't give a damn about other women. I didn't care about the women who threw themselves at me, I never even saw their faces, only Vals would do but I made her feel uncomfortable whenever I'd step out of character from the Austen that she knew. The fake Austen...



I didn't want her to run away from me....so for now, I'll be the Austen that she knew..that she trusted...but the question is...how long can I keep up the act? How long before I completely lose it and take her...even against her will? I'm so fucking messed up that it would probably come to that. Me...hurting her...me...devouring her...me...possessing her body and soul.



I wanted her to look at me and only me.



The feeling of possessiveness burns darkly in me. Too strong. That was the reason I started calling her Vals when we were younger, it felt like she belong to me since I was the only one allowed to call her that...the only one who knew her passionate side...how vunerable she really is...



It was painful. To be so close to her yet not able to touch her, carress her the way I want to.



So fucking painful.


Just how long?



How long before I would be forced to show my true self to her?



How long before Vals finds out about the real me...and hate me forever?



How long?

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