Tragic Emo Heaven ERIK and ALEX

When you got home, you were wondering how this was all going to go down. It felt strange to be doing this after four years of the abuse. How could you be conspiring against him when, really, he did give you a home to stay in it. At least he wasn't your REAL dad. But then you remembered Alex's words from earlier.

"Don't worry about the rest, ___. We'll do it, you just stay back, okay? It doesn't matter if he is your foster dad or if he's your real dad. You don't need to be raped."


Smiling, you headed up the stairs to your bedroom. Finally, someone told you the words that you've wanted to hear forever. That you didn't deserve to be raped. Of course not. No one does.

That's when your thoughts were messed up by someone forcing you into a dark room. Was it your dad? It has to be. He's the only one in the house and LOVES these kinky dark rape games. Especially if he's hit the vodka hard.

Usually, you didn't fight. But today, you had to. It was the only thing to do. You couldn't just let Alex's family take care of you. You had to take care of yourself, too. No matter what. "No! No! Stop it! Not again! Please! Stop it!" You began to kick and punch him, trying to shoo him away.

"Ow! God, ___. It's just me."

You recognized the voice, instantly, as Erik's. What the hell was he doing in your house? That was odd. Did he sneak in? What if her dad had caught him while he was drunk?! He would've been killed!!

"Erik? What are you doing here?" You found the nearest light switch and saw Erik--beautiful, sweet Erik--holding his arm from where you'd hit him. "Are you okay?"

He nodded. "Yeah. Don't worry about it." He smiled at first, but when he saw a fresh bruise on your neck he frowned. "What's that from?"

You simply shrugged, not wanting to tell him. "I probably hit my neck on the bed last night."

He nodded, considering.

"What are you doing here?" you asked, confused.

He sighed. "___. I couldn't just let things between us end the way they did. I was a jerk, I know. So, I thought I'd surprise you--" he cut off, eyes glazing over. "Wait a minute..."

Suddenly, you had this uneasy feeling. "What?"

He looked at you, brushing your hair away from the bruise on your neck. "When I dragged you in here, you did think I was going to rape you, right?"

You nodded, looking down.

"And you said again. ___ are you being raped?"

You didn't say anything, just went to the door and opened it. "Erik. I think you should leave before you get hurt."

He shook his head. "No. Was I right, ___? Are you being raped?"

You shook your head. "Erik. Please don't--"

"Don't what? Don't make you admit it? ___. You are being raped. Now just tell me so I can do something about it."

You saw your door open, and then felt your cell phone vibrate. You looked down at the number. Alex texted you.

Alex: __ you are on. He's at your house. Now come up with something. There are agents outside.


You looked around, trying to come up with something. Then, sadly, you figured it out. But you were going to hate yourself later for it.

"___?" Erik pressed, grabbing your wrist.

"Yes, Erik! Yes! You're right! My foster dad is raping me! There. I said it. And that's what this bruise is from, too. Okay? You were right!" You yelled loud enough so your dad would hear you, knowing that he was going to be drunk and furious.

Erik's eyes looked down at you, sad. He wrapped you up in an embrace, kissing your forehead. "I'm so sorry, ___. I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do for you? I can't just leave knowing--"

"YOU LITTLE WHORE!!" The scream echoed behind the door slamming open. He pulled you out of Erik's arms, shoving you up against the wall hard. "How dare you! I told you not to tell anyone! That I'd get over it in my own time! You lied to me you little bitch!" He had you pinned up, holding your wrist and spitting into your face.

You were shaking your head, hoping that Alex would get there soon. You couldn't hold on for much longer.

"You promised me you wouldn't tell anyone! You lied!" He yelled, making you take in the smell of his alcohol-filled breath.

You shook your head. "Stop it! Please! Ow!" You said after he slapped you.

"No!" Erik yelled, grabbing your dad and pushing him off of you. "Stay away from ___!" He knelt down to you. "___. Are you okay?"

You nodded, then your eyes widened, seeing your dad stand up and go after Erik. You pushed Erik out of the way, so your dad's fists hit you in the face instead. You cried out in pain, your cell phone flying out of your hands and landing next to Erik. You looked at him and mouthed "Call Alex."

"Dammit, ___! You got in the way! That was all your own fault!" He knelt down to you, shaking you. "I thought we were happy with the way things were! I thought you didn't mind! Why did you complicate our life with this boy? Now everything changes!"

You looked to Erik, saw that the phone was at his ears. You yelled, "Alex! Now!"

That's when the door downstairs burst open and footsteps echoed on the stairs. Several police officers surrounded your dad, guns aimed at him. He looked at you, hurt. "You did this?"

You nodded. "With help."

He shook his head. "I hope you burn in hell." Then he stood up, arms over his head, going along with whatever the cops said.

Erik helped you up. "___, are you okay?"

You nodded, then smiled when you saw Alex. "Hey."

"Hey, ___. Ouch! Are you okay?" Alex said, walking over to you, spotting the blood that was running down your nose and the corner of your eye.

You nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. No worries."

He sighed. "I still want the paramedics to take a look at, okay?"

You smiled, nodding.

He smiled, then looked at Erik. "Who's your friend?"

"Oh. Yeah. Alex this is Erik. He's the one who called you."

Alex offered his hand to Erik, but Erik simply looked at him suspiciously. "__? Who is he?"

You sighed. "Well, Alex is the one who made this all possible. He goes to NorthStar prep."

He nodded. "Oh yeah. Vodka kid."

Alex chuckled. "Yeah, that's me. I was grounded for a month that." He winked at me.

I smiled, then looked to Erik. "He's also the one who I'll be living with."

Erik's attention snapped back to me, eyes wide.

Tragic Emo Heaven ZANE

"Does that answer your question?" you asked, smiling. Your arms were wrapped around his neck and was glad that he was just the PERFECT height for you. Not too tall and not too short. Just PERFECT.

He smiled and shrugged. "I don't know..."

You giggled and kissed him again. You kissed him long and passionately, pulling him closer to you.

He chuckled in the kiss as he kissed back. He licked the bottom of your lip, asking for permission that you gladly gave to him. His hands were at your waist and he pulled your hips closer to his, so that there wasn't even an inch between you two.

"Wait..." he said, pulling away. He stepped back a little, leaning against the car. "We can't..."

"Can't what?" you asked, confused. "Can't kiss? Why not?"

"It's not that we can't kiss. We just...can't get too wild. Not here anyways." He begged you with his eyes to not ask anymore questions.

You simply nodded. "Okay. Fine." You pulled back away from him, grabbing your purse. "See you later." You turned around to go inside, but Zane stopped you.

He pushed his lips onto yours, kissing you just as passionately as before but not as wild. "Don't be mad, ___. I'm doing this so that we don't get caught making out in front of your parents."

You sighed, smiling. "Okay. You're right. That WOULD be embarrassing." You both laughed.

He groaned. "I don't want to leave you." He pulled you into an embrace, kissing the top of your head.

"Me either." You said, hugging him tighter.

He sighed, then he pulled away to look into your face. "This weekend...let's get a motel. You can say that you're staying with Kate, and I can say that I'm staying at Corey's. Okay?"

You thought about it for a moment, then decided to take the risk. "Okay. Let's do it."

He smiled at you, then pecked you on the lips. "I'll pick you up in the morning."

You nodded. "See you then."

You both parted ways and you couldn't wait for tomorrow morning to see him again.

<<Time Skip>>

"'Kay, Mom! I'm heading over to Kate's! See you Sunday!" you headed out the door and headed down the block where Zane said he'd pick you up at.

When you saw his car sitting there waiting. He was smiling, looking as beautiful as ever. "Hey, gorgeous!" He gave you a delicate kiss on the lips as you got in.

"Hey yourself." You smiled. The whole week has been absolutely perfect. He was yours and there weren't any bitches giving you crap for you two being together. "Where are we headed?"

He smiled as he began to drive. "Well, I thought we'd have the perfect dinner, then go to the beach and watch the sun set perfectly, and to finish the night off we'll go to the Motel and I'll give you something that you'll think is--"

"Perfect?" you giggled.

He laughed. "Yeah. How'd you know?"

You shrugged. "Just a hunch." You looked down at yourself. "But, um, am I dressed for the PERFECT dinner?" You were wearing http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=28104577 and didn't think his restaurant would like her wearing teenager clothes.

He smiled. "__. You're perfect."

You laughed. "Seriously Zane. Can we stop so I can change into something more appropriate?"

He looked at you with a devious smile on his lips. "Trust me, ___. Where we're going you won't need to change." He leaned over, quickly, to peck you on the cheek.

Smiling, you said, "Okay."

(me: I really wanna write in my others too so this one is going to be a cliff hanger. Sorry, y'all.)

Tragic Emo Heaven XAVIER

When you got back home you were so pissed. How could he do such things?! That was such a dick move he pulled. Dammit. Your mom was going to be mad too. How were you going to explain?

You didn't have to. Xavier beat you to it.

"Mom...I'm soooo sorry that asshole left those messages! It will never happen again, okay?"

She shook her head. "Don't worry about it. The boy called and straightened everything up. Pancakes?"

You were startled by all of this. He called again? What did he say? God, you hated this.  "No thanks, Mom. I've lost my appetite."

You decided to go to the mall, but then looked down at yourself. There was no way in hell that you were going to the mall dressed like that. As attractive as it was, you only wore to tease Xavier. As bad as that sounds, it was the truth.

When you headed to the mall you were wearing http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=27827939 and you thought you looked good but you didn't really care. You were too upset to even THINK about getting with a boy. All you cared about was teasing them. That was fun enough.

You had called me to come hang out, and I said sure. We met at Hot Topic and ran sacked the awesome store. You noticed that my eyes kept glancing over at the Eclipse and Kingdom Hearts jewelry (me: don't ask please haha). You decided you knew what you were going to get me for my birthday.

"So, ___? Did you talk to Xavier?" I asked.

You nodded. "Yeah. He didn't even understand when I said I don't date."

"If he had done his research, he should've known that. You don't date anyone. You guys just get together and go places."

"EXACTLY! God, he pisses me off sooooo fucking bad!" you yelled, causing people to glance our way.

I thought about his point of view for a moment, then sighed. "I mean, I guess I understand his point. If a guy just had sex with me and then told me he doesn't date, that'd hurt and piss me off. But not so bad that I'd call him and leave messages on his machine. What is wrong with that boy?"

You shrugged. "Who knows? All I know is that if he tries to get with me it's a straight up--"

"___!"

You froze, spinning around. There he was. The one and only Xavier...ruining your time with me and in your favorite store.

I gave you a sad look, but left. I didn't want to feel like a third wheel. So...I'll just spy on the conversation from a far hehe.

Xavier ran up to you and grabbed your shoulders. "Please. You have to listen to me, okay? Please!"

Your expression was of pure evil. "Why should I, asshole?"

"Because I'm trying to clear this all up. Please. Listen to me."

"I don't listen to people who call me a slut and tell me to burn in hell. I mean, HELLO! That was a dick move."

He nodded. "I know. And I'm sorry. But I was still hurt from my girlfriend dumping me, then you go and tell me that. I guess, I was just still hurt and worried you were doing the same to me that she did."

You sighed, thinking about his point of view. "I understand better, I guess."

He smiled. "So...you'll give me another chance?"

You shook your head. "Nope."

His smile turned into a frown. "What? But you said you understand!"

"I do understand. I understand that you took your hurt feelings out on me. That doesn't get me all hot for you. All you get from me is a maybe."

"Maybe?"

"As in, if you were hard enough for it, MAYBE I'll give you a second chance. But for now, nada."

He sighed. "Dammit."

"That's the consequence to your mistake."

He nodded. "I understand."

"You do?"

"Yes. I understand that you're worth the struggle and so I'm going to work for it."

You smiled. "I was hoping you'd say that." And then, swiftly, you pecked him on the lips. "And every time you earn a point you get a kiss."

"What happens if I win the whole game?" he grabbed you around the waist, eyes gazing at your lips.

Your heart was pounding out of control, and you were gazing at this lips as well. "I think you know what happens then." You whispered.

Tragic Emo Heaven ERIK and ALEX

Guy: WHAT?! How come you've never told me about this before? I thought you told me everything?!

You: I know. But I just...couldn't admit it.

Guy: So why are you telling me now? I'm not trying to be mean, it's just out of curiosity.

You: Because I don't want it to happen again...I met someone at a party I went last night...and I just can't let him find out. He's already suspicious.

He didn't message back right away. Almost ten minutes passed, and by that time you wished that you hadn't said anything at all. This was so horrible. You suddenly wished you could speak with me, but knew that if I found out your dad did it AGAIN that I'd probably a) kill him or b) call the police. Most likely a.

Eventually, he messaged back. You wondered what took him so long, but suddenly knew that it wasn't your business.

Guy: Call the police. That's all I can say. I mean, you don't deserve to be raped by a drunk the rest of your high school year.

You: I can't call the police. I'm adopted. If I call the police...than I could be shipped somewhere else. I'm not kidding.

Guy: Well...then at least tell them you have another place to stay. I'm sorry...but I can't keep this a secret. My dad is a cop...I told him.

You: YOU DID WHAT?

Guy: I told you. I couldn't keep this a secret. I'm sooo sorry.

You: This is just great. Now I'm going to have to move all over again.

Guy: No. You don't. You have a home if you need one.

You: Yeah? Where?

He didn't message back right away. You grew more curious. Was he implying that you should become emancipated? You couldn't afford a place on your own! And you sure as hell weren't staying in this house where all the pain and memory was everywhere.

Guy: My parents and I said you could stay here.

You jumped at that. Was he serious? You could stay there? For all they knew you were a psychopath...or he could be a 20 year old rapist. Should you? Well...either way. Even if he was rapist it'd be better than getting raped by your "father"

You: Are you sure? I mean, you don't even know me.

Guy: :) Don't worry about it. I promise. We will take care of you.

You smiled: Can we meet first, at least? I mean, I want to make sure I can trust you.

Guy: :) no problem. Meet me at the food court at the mall. K?

You: Sounds good.

<<Time Skip>>

When you got to the mall your heart was racing. You were looking around the food court, intent on finding your virtual friend. Somewhere in your mind you couldn't stop imagining if it was Erik. Could that be possible?  That's be very awkward at the private school then. Shit.

You had just sat down with an orange smoothie in your hand when you got a text message.

Guy: Where you at?

You: I'm sitting in front of Amigos. I'm wearing a black plaid tank top with an orange smoothie in my hands.

Guy: Found you.

You looked around for someone who was coming your way. There wasn't anyone. At least not that you could notice.

That is, until someone pulled out the chair in front of you and sat down. Your head snapped to them in amazement. It wasn't Erik, of course. That would be just too coincidental. No, you didn't know this guy very well, you have seen him before.

"Hi. Are you ___?" He asked, eyes blazing.

You nodded. "I am."

He smiled. "Good. I'm Alex, the one you've been messaging."

You nodded with a slight smile on your face. "I've seen you around before."

His eye brows scrunched. "You have?"

You nodded. "At some of the football games. Your private school faced mine for the Championship."

He thought about it, then remembered. "Oh! Yeah. God, that one was embarrassing. I ran around the field in my boxers with a bottle of--"

"Vodka in your hands." You finished, giggling at the memory.

He smiled. "Yeah. So, my parents said that you could stay with us. Don't even worry about it. We have a guest bedroom that you can stay in."

You looked down. "I'm scared."

He reached over and caressed your face. "Don't be. You don't deserve to be treated like that. I'll be here for you and so will my parents. I mean, we're not complete strangers, right?"

You nodded. "Okay."

He smiled. "Okay. We'll do this tonight. That alright?"

You nodded. Finally...this will all be over. you thought.

Tragic Emo Heaven part 4 ZANE

The next morning you woke up in such a daze. Did...Zane really ask you out on the date? No...it couldn't be. He had a girlfriend...but, then again, he had said he broke up with her...right? God, this was so confusing to you. You just wanted to call him to make sure what he said had been--

Your cell phone buzzed right on time. You looked at the number, unknowing who it was until you read the message.

Zane: Hey, there, sexy! Ready for our romantic date tonight?

You smiled. So it hadn't been all a dream. You really were going on a date with Zane.

You: I'm as ready as I'll ever be...jk :P Where's our date being held at anyways?

Zane: That is for me to know and for you to dress sexily fancy for :P

You smiled. You completely couldn't wait now. Though, you were a little concerned. What if you got all dressed up and then ended up going to Pizza Hut, er something?

You decided it didn't matter. If you were going to walk into a Pizza Place wearing a diamond dress you would. Sometimes...it's good to show off to the world.

>>Time Skip<<

The door bell rang below you as you finished getting ready to go. You hoped it was Zane. You were so ready for this...waiting to find out if you guys could actually be together or not. You had already talked to me about the whole thing and I gave you a list of things to be looking out for.

1. His clothes. Is he dressing casual or formal?

2. His smile. If it's a half smile then you can slam the door in his face. If he's shocked at first then smiles then go.

3. Watch his eyes. If he checks out any other girl besides you (or even the waitress/ waitor hehe) then get up right away and leave his punk ass.

4. If he walks you to the door, hand in hand, smiling contently all the while, then he's good.

5. And last but not least, if he slowly (slow enough for you to pull away) plants his lips on yours then tells you good night...he's a keeper.

You smiled down at the perfect fool-proofed note I had given you, tucked away in your black leather purse, and headed down the stairs.

When you opened the door, you watched Zane's face closely.

His smile had started off into a half until he saw you. Then he looked completely shocked for almost a minute before swallowing his lust and smiling wide again. "___! You...look beautiful!"

You smiled, looking down at yourself wearing http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=27762994 and then scunching your curly hair up a little more. "Thanks." Step Two... you thought, examining him. He wore http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=27763425. Aww yes. Fancy enough for what you wore. Very good.

"Shall we?" Zane asked, holding out his hands to you.

You smiled. "Yes. We shall."

>>Drive to Fancy Restaurant<< (me: LOL i was just too lazy to write in the car ride.)

When you guys finally stopped at the restaurant your eyes bugged out big. This was the most fanciest place you've ever been...and your parents do alright for themselves.

You turned to speak with Zane but he wasn't there...was this a dream after all? That was the thought that went through your mind before your door opened and Zane was two inches from your face. "Don't start looking for an escape just yet. I've only just begun."

You laughed at him and got out of the car, his arm placed around your waist. "I'm not looking for an escape. At least, not yet anyways." You teased.

He smiled. "So...have you been to the La Bella?" (me: I think I took that from Twilight haha).

You shook your head. "No. This would be my first."

He smiled. "Good. Then let me order you the finest."

Your face contorted into confusion. "Zane...how can you afford all of this?"

He looked at you as if you were crazy. "___...c'mon. We both go to private school. Don't you think that most of the people there are rich?"

"I never thought of that before. I guess...maybe it's because I'm only there on a scholar ship."

He stopped, staring at you. "You are?"

You nodded. "Yeah. Why else do you think that I don't hang out with anyone besides Kate? It's because she's the only one who isn't a bitch at the school even though she has money."

He nodded. "I guess, I never noticed."

As you guys walked into the restaurant you sighed. Step 3. You watched his face closely as you approached the manager. It was a fairly pretty girl, and you sort of felt jealous for noticing the look she gave you guys.

"Hello, Zane! Who's your friend?" she kind of gave you a suspicious look as she said the last. All you could think was, she knows him?


Zane smiled, gesturing to you. His smile wasn't like the one he shared with you. It was fake...more like the way you smiled when speaking with one of your parents' colleges. "Manda, this is ___."

When she smiled, it was more like a sneer. "Hello. Well. Right this way."

You guys followed Manda. As you did so you watched his eyes even more. He didn't check Manda out...well that was a relief so far. The anxiety wouldn't be over until after the date, though.

Manda offered you guys a table in broad view of her desk, but Zane simply steered them toward a booth away from everyone else. Behind a shelf where Manda's desk was.

"A waitress will be with you momentarily."

Zane nodded, eyes only on yours. He didn't seem to have much interest in Manda...his eyes showed a deep annoying loathe.

When Manda left you were finally able to breathe. "So...how do you know her."

"Well, if you could believe it, my family actually owns the restaurant."

Your eyes bugged out. "What?" You couldn't believe your ears. This place...is Zane's?!

He smiled, amused. "Yep. I know I said I'd buy everything, and that fact doesn't change just because we're at my family's restaurant. I'll still pay for it."

You nodded.

For the rest of the night you watched his eyes. Not once did they stray from yours, not even whilst eating. It was as if he knew what you were planning and wanted to show you that you were all he saw in his world. In fact, he was so good you were beginning to believe him.

When the night ended Zane paid for the dinner, as promised, and took your hand in his. You were so happy that he passed Step 3. Now it was time for 4 and 5.

You had realized that you had so much in common. (me: you decide what it is you guys have in common.)

When Zane turned the corner that reached your house, your heart filled with sadness. You didn't want to go. You were having fun.

He parked along the curb of your house. He got out and over to your side of the door before you could even lift your hand to let yourself out. He took your hand in his, kissing the tips of your fingers. "Have I told you, yet tonight, that you look absolutely stunning."

You blushed. "Only a few dozens." There was a smile playing on both of your guys' lips. You just wanted to kiss him. Ignore step 4 and make out. You wouldn't mind that. You've already done it before.

Zane seemed to want the same, because he lifted his hand to your cheek, caressing it slightly, before slowly pressing his lips to yours. He kissed you so passionately you thought you were going to faint. The aggressive passion that blew from him into your heart was so intense that your legs went numb and buckled beneath you. It was a good thing he had your back.

"Thanks," you said, your lips breaking since you fell.

He smiled, pecked your lips once more. "___, don't you know by now? I'll always have your back. That is, as long as you'll let me."

You debated, wondering if he did such a good job. So, he skipped step 4. Oh well. He kissed me slow enough to where I could pull away and that is all that matters in the end. You leaned up, kissed him as passionately as he had been kissing you. "Does that answer your question?"