Use Somebody

Just as a warning, it may get a little inappropriate. Not to bad, but a bit.
One boy and one Girl. The boy is a drug addict, and the girl is a daddy's girl. Who knew two people from different worlds.........different dimensions could ever meet.....let alone become friends......or more....


2. Confusion + Understanding + Tears= Love....

Xaphan's POV

"Really? Why? Couldn't you just be yourself?" She was so curious as to why I felt like I am inhuman and why I feel lost. "How could you feel inhuman? I saw proof of your humanness." I smile at her 'below the belt' comment. I turn the water off and step from the show stall. "I am myself, but no one sees me. They see my family, my past mistakes and my inhuman qualities." I grab my boxers and pants and pull them on. I pick up my shirt, socks and shoes but leave them off.

She grabs me, again, and looks me in the eye. "You are not leaving this bathroom until you answer my questions." Curious little twit. I arch a brow. "Is that a threat or a promise?" We are nose to nose now. "Both, now get answering." She licks her lips while she waits for me to answer her questions. Well, actually, expand on my previous answers is what she wants. I watch her carefully. Her IPod is still on, and I can vaguely hear Use Somebody. Damn song.

"I don't know how to explain it."

"Well, try." I shoot a glare at her.

"Let me speak." She nods. We are still in one another's personal space. "I don't know how to explain it, but I will try. People look at me, but they don't truly see me. They see what they want to see. They look threw me to my past, and my families past. It is a bad past, my father raped my mother and killed others, my mom was an addict, like I am now, and she didn't raise me, and we can't ever forget when she tried to kill me and herself. Too bad she succeeded with herself but not me. The world would be better off." I say the words with venom and look away from her. I grip her biceps, waiting for the slap and the yelling. She will react the same way everyone else dose.....

Penelope's POV

Oh my god, no child should be put threw what he described. He looks anywhere but me. He really dose need somebody, and that somebody is me. Tears roll down my cheeks as I cry for him. I reach out and hug him close. He is ridged and tough in my grip, but as he understands I don't condemn him for actions not his, he relaxes.

"I am sorry. I am so sorry for what you went threw as a kid, I am sorry for the way people look at you when they hear who you are. I am sorry. So, so sorry." I say into his naked........oh wait...naked, mmm. FOCUS! His chest. He slowly lets go of my biceps and encircles my waist with his long muscular ar- FOCUS, Pen, focus!

I pull away a bit and look up at him, he looks scared, shocked, and maybe lost. "What's the matter?"

"It has been years since someone.....hugged me....cried for me....and...and....." He sobs and I hug him closer. "Shh, It's ok, Xaphan, shh, lets get you back to my room. Shh." I look out the door and lead him to my room.

I sit him on my bed and lock my door. I drop his shoes, socks and t-shirt on the floor. I grab my P.J.'s "Xaphan, I'm going to get changed."

None of his vulgarness appeared so I changed right their. Still nothing. I sit beside him. I smooth his hair back from his face. I hug him again and he holds me tight. "Xaphan, I care for you, and I believe every child needs and craves love. I wish you could have gotten yours."

"No one has cared before, and now someone dose, I think this is magical. Penelope, I don't think I will be able to sleep tonight. I'm....afraid..."

I lean back and push him down on my bed. "Then you can sleep on my bed with me, I would never let anything happen to you."

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