Unconditional Love

V-G-075. Well that was my government given name. But I choose a name for my self. This time its Alex, last few times it was Abby, Becca. Yeah. Well I like the name Alex, for now anyway. It's hard to say how long I've been alive but I've been with the academy for about 126. So the year is 2139. Today's date is July 5th. Its Saturday. That means we get the day off. Did I mention there is a huge war going on, oh and I'm immortal and have super powers. I don't think I can handle being a superhero.

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8. The party

 

Adam's POV

I'm talking to a group of guys. They are telling me about a time someone caught on fire, but I'm not paying attention. I keep scanning the room for Alex. I take a long pull of my beer to seem normal. I'm about to tell the guys bye when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I see that it's Alex. I give her a huge smile. The guys seem a little freaked. 

"Hello boys. I see you've met my friend Adam." 

"Yeah." The brunette with brown eyes quickly downs his champagne and grabs another from a woman. The blonde with blue eyes can't stop shaking his leg. The blonde speaks up. 

"Hey Alex."

"Hello Andrew. How have you been?" His leg stops shaking and he seems to calm down. 

"Good. What about you?" He flashes her a huge smile. 

"Oh excellent." 

"So you're not mad anymore?" 

"No. I finally accepted the fact that you cheated on me with the sector slut." Andrew's cheeks flush red. 

"But I'm not going to try and kill you anymore. So no need worry, and I'll try my hardest not to kill Nicole." 

"Well I truly am sorry. I never should have slept with Nicole. I'd really love a second chance." 

"Andrew, you know that's to much to ask. I never give a second chance, to any one." I make a mental note of that. I'm enjoying watching Andrew get flustered.

"I know. I should have known better. I am sorry though. Do you forgive me?"

"Yes." 

"Brandon. How are you?" He instantly chokes on his champagne. God he is really nervous. 

"Do you forgive me?" Alex laughs and shakes her head. 

"Yes. I forgave you as soon as I found out."

"Really? You're not mad?"

"No." 

"Thank God." I'm confused. 

"What? Sorry it's none of my business, but I'm curious? Why aren't you mad at him?"

"Brandon is gay. Andrew was my first husband. Brandon was my second."

"So Jake is the third?"

"No." I decide not to ask anymore questions for the night, considering I already know who her third husband is. 

Alex grabs a beer. She begins telling funny stories of her train wrecks marriages. The mood seems to lighten a little.

 

***

 

They bring out a huge cake with the words "Welcome Adam" scrolled on the top. 

"It's tradition." Sarah tells me.

"Whats tradition?" I suddenly feel two hands on either shoulder and two hands on the back of my head pushing me down with great force. Cake fills every pore of my face. I lift my head and wipe my eyes and mouth of frosting. 

"Great. Thanks guys." Everyone is clapping and cheering. They bring out another cake to cut this time. I push my way through the crowd and find Alex. Frosting is blurring my vision though. She hands me a towel to wipe my face off. I try to get every last piece of cake and smudge of frosting off my face. We quietly leave the party without anyone noticing us. We walk for a while.

"Well that was fun." I can't tell if she is being sarcastic or not. We make it to the lounge and we just fall onto the couch. Today was a long day. 

"How old are you?" She laughs and shakes her head.

"I don't talk about my age."

"Come on. You can trust me."

"For anything?"

"Yeah." 

"Duly noted. Honestly I don't remember how old I am." I let out a small laugh. 

"Movie?" 

"Sure." We end up choosing a movie about Greek gods. I don't really pay attention, only because Alex scoots close to me. She lifts my right arm and puts it around her shoulder. She grabs a blanket, kicks her heels off and puts them on the couch and covers us both with the blanket. My heart beats faster. Alex gets up and walks to the kitchen. My heart beats faster and faster. God Adam calm down. She's the target. She returns with two coke cans and a gallon of mint chocolate chip ice cream. My favorite. She hands me a spoon and a coke and returns to her previous position on the couch. We dig in immediately.

"It's been a long time since I've had mint chocolate chip ice cream." I put a huge glob of the ice cream in my mouth. I almost choke. I manage to pull my self together. Alex is laughing hysterically. 

"Are you ok?" She can hardly contain her laughing.  

"I think so." We crack open our cokes and sip. We sit there for a while not saying anything. Occasionally our spoon clink and our eyes lock. Sometimes our spoons fight over an extra big piece of chocolate chunk. I faintly hear the sound of people calling my name. We whip our heads to face each other. We jump off the couch in panic.

"You teleport right?"

"Yeah."

"Ok, then teleport us to the party."

"I say flash. Its shorter than saying teleport."

"Who cares?! Just flash us outside the doors of the party." Her head whips around to face the hallway. I grab her hand and spin her into my arms. I hear her let out a small gasp. I pull her close, very close to me. So close that our lips almost touch. She closes her eyes.I summon the energy to flash us to the doors.I feel the pressure build then we land on the marble floor with her still in my arms and on top of me.

"You can open your eyes now." Reluctantly her eyes open. I push a strand of hair behind her ear. She smiles.

"Adam..."

"I know, a few more weeks." Her smile breaks. She leans in a slight bit and closes her eyes, but she stops and opens them a bit.

"We should get back to the party."

"Yeah." I help her up. I dust the aftershock off her shoulders.

"What is this stuff." She rubs the shiny dust between her fingers.

"Aftershock. I get covered with the stuff all the time. It happens every time I flash somewhere. I don't really know what the stuff is or where it comes from, but it's in my hair and on my face every time." She looks up at me.

"Your face is coated in this stuff." She reaches up to brush the stuff off my face. I feel my pulse quicken.

"Yeah. There is always extra when I flash somewhere with someone. I guess it comes from us, in a way."

"You look like Edward Cullen." I quickly rub my face I hard as I can.

"God I hope not." She giggles. Her smile drops immediately. "What?"

"I thought there was a war going on. I thought there where no signs of life. Only a few numens come through these doors. Are there people?" I panic. Shit. what is this war story? I better find out why they tell them there is a war going on. I keep this little rumor going for now.

"If there is a war, doesn't someone have to be fighting it?"

"Yeah, But they said the war ended years ago. We only find a few lost numens every few centuries. Ones that survived the war."

"The war did end years ago. Listen, we better get back to the party."

"This conversation isn't over." Oh man, this is bad.

"OK." I offer her my arm."Shall we?" She takes it and we walk through the doors. Music is playing and people are laughing. I usher her towards the middle of the room. A huge circle of people are around us. No one is dancing. I take this opportunity to distract her. I rest my hand on the small of her back and take her other hand. We begin to move around the dance floor. Not in a slow prom dance but a waltz.Her frown fades and she begins to move to the music with me. I pull her closer. I take in a huge whiff of her perfume. Got that's addictive.

"I like that perfume." Her somewhat of a smile turns into a huge grin.

"Thanks. I never get to wear it."

"why not?"

"Jake doesn't like it."

"You two don't seem to see eye to eye."

"Yeah. well that's just the way Jake is."

"Why are you two together then?"

"He comforted me after Ben died. I slowly became more and more attached to Jake. I guess I just never let go."

"Ben?" Ben. her third husband. Her smile falls and her face turns white.

"I didn't mean to say that. I...I meant to...um..."

"It's ok. I understand." I wipe away a tear and she smiles. She mouths the words thank you. We stop dancing and just stare into each others eyes. Her beautiful electric blue eyes. Eyes exactly like mine. Jake comes by and steals Alex away, but that doesn't break our gaze on each other. Jake tries not to notice but I can tell he hates it, and yet I hate the fact that he stole her out of my arms and is dancing with her, hugging her, and kissing her. I hate it.

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