The Boy With The Red Sunglasses

Evelyn James is just an average teenage girl - clever, relatively popular, friendly. But after the unbelievable events of her prom night, she manages to fall into more and more trouble, and there is only one person who understands - the boy with the red sunglasses.

*Basically, an X-Men fanfic set in present day, explaining Scott's first experiences with his mutation and the X-Men. I've been told it makes total sense even if you don't know anything about X-Men! So, please check it out. :)*


83. Guardian Angel

I swing my limbs wildly, searching the empty space for something to cling to - I don't want the die. I close my eyes and brace myself for impact and my inevitable death. I feel my flames retract at my command. I want to die a human.
But suddenly, my fall is halted. I feel as if I am suspended in the air. My eyes sneak open to find an explanation. I relax when I see Warren's face above me. I sink into his arms, sighing heavily. Although I am still at a dangerous height, I feel completely safe.
"Warren- You-" I cannot find the words to thank him for saving my life - again. He looks down at me and flashes me his perfectly white smile.
"Hi." He says simply. A part of me swoons slightly. I know Warren's just a friend and I only want Scott, but hey! I dare any women not to get entranced by the charm of Warren Worthington III!
"Hi. Thanks." I reply. It's impossible to find the words to explain how grateful I am.
We land back through the window I was falling out of less than a minute ago. Voltage is nowhere to be seen. Instead, Scott stands alone in the centre of the trashed room.
"Where is she?" I question, quickly pulling Scott into a tight hug.
"On the X-Jet." He kisses my hair. "I'm so glad you're okay."
"On the jet?" I pull back in surprise.
"Yeah. Turns out, Jean has this rather weird telepathic ability to control a small amount of people's minds. With a little telepathic help from the professor, she sent the rogue mutant straight to sleep!" He explains.
"That's pretty impressive!" I admit. Scott turns to Warren as the mutant passes us.
"Thank you. I owe you, man." Warren stops and looks at Scott. There is a moment of silence as Warren calculates his response.
"Anytime, Scotty." He smiles shyly and leaves.
"Woah!" I exclaim. "Two things. One - did he just call you Scotty? And two - is this the end of the notorious conflict between Cyclops and Angel?"
"I guess he did!" He laughs. "And possibly, but I still don't trust him with you."
"Are you kidding me? He's totally into-" I stop lowering my voice in case anyone's listening. "He's totally into Jean!"
"I'm not taking any chances." He kisses me on the nose quickly.
"And I'm not taking the stairs again!" I take hold of his shoulders and turn him around to face the door. "Elevator. Now."
"You're so lazy!" He laughs, taking my hand.
"I need all my energy to beat up that freak after she kissed you!" I growl.
"Woah! Calm down, crazy lady." He hugs me and I feel his chest move with his laughter. "Don't be so possessive!"
"Hypocrite!" I smile into his uniform.
"Come on." He wraps his arm around my waist and guides me towards the elevator. "Let's go home."

Once we reach the jet everyone is already seated and waiting for us to arrive. I give Scott a sweet kiss on the cheek before he takes his seat at the controls. I, however, walk back to the seat behind my own - I need to talk to Warren.
"Umm... Angel?" I kneel down beside his seat.
"Yeah?" I still wonder how his wings could ever be comfortable against the back of the X-Jet seat.
"I wanted to thank you from earlier. You saved my life... Again." I twist my hair through my fingers as an awkward impulse, as I feel the jet rise from the ground.
"Honestly, it's fine. I wasn't just gunna let you fall, was I?" He smiles awkwardly.
"Well, I guess not. But I really owe you - big time." I stand slowly. "This is the second time you've saved my life."
"It's okay. We're a team now, Ardor. Anyone would do the same." I notice him relax more now.
"Well," I hug him tight, which is slightly awkward with his wings. "Just... Thanks."
"It's fine." He repeats, laughing slightly. I release him from my embrace and take my seat in front of him.
Once I am seated, I decide to contact John. I should still be totally pissed at him, but I'm not feeling any anger anymore.
"Pyro? I need to know something." I think strongly.
"Sure." His voice is in my mind immediately. "What?"
"Why did you send out Voltage? I want the truth." I know that it can't be to stop mine and Scott's intimate moment.
"Okay, so this bet we have going on? I said if you win, I'd tell you the plan. I lied. I'll tell you the plan anyway. If you win, I'll tell you the motive." He explains slowly.
"I don't get it. What does this have to do with Voltage?" I am so confused.
"Her attack, and mine when your hurt the X-Man, they're both build ups to the final plan." His serious tone lightens slightly as he adds a final sentence. "It wasn't supposed to happen so soon, but you and lover boy were annoying me so I sent her out early."
"Why did you hurt me?" My thoughts sound weak - scared, even.
"Evelyn, you have to believe that I didn't mean to!" His serious tone returns. "It was an accident. I would never-"
"What did you do?" I cut him off.
"It's a form of psychic attack. What happened to you was a lot stronger than I intended. I planned to just sever the bond between our minds temporarily, but you pushed me so far that I lost control." He sounds guilt-stricken.
"Oh." Was it my fault?
"Listen, I want to see you again. When can we meet up?" His words sound like a beg.
"Scott's taking me out tonight; I don't know what time I'll be back." I won't let my boyfriend forget that he promised me a date, no matter what happened today! "Tomorrow night, maybe?"
"Deal." I repeat. Why am I forgiving him so easily?

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