{çhängęd} //Alli&Felicity

[Alyssa :)]

Aidan walked through the market, a redheaded girl glued to his side.  His buddies, they had some girls plastered to them as well.  The group wandered past stores and booths, not bothering to stop and look at the items for sale because they were on their way to the docks to stir up some trouble.  Maybe take a ride in a boat they didn't own, maybe hide some person's supplies in a different boat, who knew.  Just something "fun."  However, the bunch came to a stop in front of Clayton Riddle's shop when one of the young men asked Aidan, "Hey isn't this that one jerk's place?  The guy who flipped out at you?"

Yes, Aidan had told his friends about the incident...or parts of it.  All they knew was he was in the store when Clayton came in, pretty drunk, and started shouting at him, threatening to hurt him for no reason.  Aidan told them it was probably the alcohol.  Of course, there were many more details to that story he hadn't mentioned.  "Why don't we trash that place instead?"

"Yeah, that's the place," he answered, glancing at the store as if he thought nothing of it.  "And I don't care what we trash, I just want to trash something."

"Let's do it, guys!" his charming friend said, starting for the store.

And Aidan wasn't about to stop him.  He was much different from that boy who kissed Felicity the other day.  Since then, he had been beaten for talking to her, therefore realizing how stupid it was to go through whippings to stay with a girl who couldn't even give him what he wanted, seeing as she was fourteen.  He was back to his usual self, the self that talked back to adults.   The self that jumped to a different girl nearly every night.  The self that loved stirring up trouble.  The self that could look at the store where the girl he had very strong feelings for worked and pretend it wasn't important.  The self that didn't care if his friends completely trashed said store.

Yeah, Aidan had changed.

(haha I had some fun with the title XD)

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[Allison]

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[atrb=background,http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd455/Revenge_xx/FelicityPostingTableMiddle_01.png] "Life would be boring if there was no wild side" Felicity sat on the counter of her fathers shop, thin fingers working in a rhythmic pattern as she hummed a gentle tune. Today was a fairly decent day despite the fact she felt so lonely. Though she was getting used to be alone. After the day Aidan stopped by her father had decided to control every little aspect of her life and more importantly she was trapped at home or in the shop for hours upon hours. Slowly she drew in a breath and laid the half-weaved net down on the wooden counter before dropping to the floor. She needed a break and more importantly something better to do then sit around weaving threads all day. Longingly she looked out the window, the day looked nice and cool. Oh how she wished she could leave the shop and just stroll down the streets, talking to who ever wanted to chatter for a bit. Gently she tucked her hands in the pockets of her shorts. Someday, she thought with a light sigh. Effortlessly she strolled across the shop with the occasional stop to tidy a small mess or two. After awhile though even just walking around go boring. Silently she perched back up on the counter with her feet just barley hanging off the edge. It had been awhile since she'd seen Aidan. He was so different in the shop that it had to be a bit of luck on her part. She ran her finger through her blond hair and leaned back on her left hand. Silent memories fluttered along her thoughts; the kiss, the water fight, her drunk father's shouting, the brash hand across her face, the hug from Aidan, the fight with him and then finally the awkward moment before he finally left. It was sad really that their night had ended so terribly. She looked down at the floor as a gentle wave of sorrow washed over her. Lazily she shook her head and looked back at the net. It was completely pointless for her to dwell over such a hot-headed teenage boy, one in which would never like her in return. Then the sound of the bell tied to the front door sounded. Though the door didn't shut right away which could only mean a large group of people wandered in. Quickly she pulled herself together and pushed a smile onto her face while carefully moving the half finished net behind the counter. Then she almost appeared to float across the wooden shop floors with a sweet, innocent appearance. "Hello" she called out lightly as she neared the door. Her blue eyes stopped as she realized it was Aidan and some rather idiotic looking people had come in. Instantly her smile faded away and she tucked her hands into her pockets. Her blue eyes flickered to the red-headed teenage girl plastered to Aidan's side. Well her dad was clearly right about him. She took a slow, deep breath of air and looked at the group. "If you need any help don't be afraid to ask." She mumbled before turning away from the group, lifelessly walking back to the counter in which she would once again sit on. Comments: N/A Word Count: 572

[Alyssa :)]

Just the sound of Felicity's voice sent a pang of hurt through him.  Aidan knew he couldn't see her anymore, and he was getting very good at convincing himself that he didn't want to see her anymore.  But that didn't mean she didn't stir up strong, overwhelming emotions in him. Anger that she had caused problems in his life that was already filled with them.  Remorse for letting him get so close to her just to pull away completely.  Irritation because she had tangled herself into his life, and he wasn't going to be able to shake her from it for a long time, if not ever.  But Felicity also brought a layer of indifference upon him, covering and hiding the rest of his feelings.  He had to feel indifferent about her and their relationship, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stay away from her as he was doing now.  And he needed to stay away from her because all she gave him was beatings from his father, or so he told himself.  Aidan was lying to himself quite a lot lately.

When Felicity came around to meet him and his group of buddies, he saw her smile vanish.  It really was a shame, since he loved her smile so much.  Of course, when he saw it today he didn't feel anything.  He listened to her mumble about telling her if they needed any help, then watched her turn and start to walk away.

"Where ya going, Blondie?" Aidan asked with a crooked, easy smile.  He called her by the nickname he had used when they first met, when he was still an arrogant jerk.  Before she turned him into a sweet, thoughtful boy.  This only proved he was back to his normal self, the jerk.  "I want to introduce you to my friends here."  He pointed to his tall, brown-haired friend who had originally asked Aidan if this was Clayton Riddle's shop.  The brunette was presently digging through a package of fishing hooks when he ran into a shelf and knocked a dozen more packages off with a not-so-sincere "oops."  "That's Trevor," Aidan continued, acting like nothing had happened.

Next he pointed at the third male in the group, a strawberry blonde (unlike Aidan's dirty blonde) with stunning green eyes.  "He's Brandon," he introduced.

Then he motioned towards the girl with obviously dyed dark purple hair, Brandon's girlfriend.  "She's Tawny."

Finally, Aidan looked down at the redhead by his side.  "And this beautiful girl here," he started, putting an arm around her waist and pulling her closer to him, "is Julia."

Tawny rolled her eyes at Aidan's introduction of Julia before turning to Felicity with a wicked smile.  "Hey, girl.  Nice shop your dad has here, but we have a few adjustments we'd like to make."

"Yeah, like you should let a little more air in here," Trevor added with a smirk.  "I'll open the window for you."  He lifted a tackle box up and moved towards the window, about to throw it and shatter the glass.

(I was thinking you could rp Brandon and Julia? Sorry if u don't like the names XD

oh and I was thinking Felicity could stop Trevor cuz I don't think the Peacekeepers would appreciate him breaking windows....unless you want to let him to make it exciting :)

aaand I guess Trevor isn't gonna have a girlfriend. I kinda forgot about him and I'm tired of introducing more characters XD)

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[Allison]

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[atrb=background,http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd455/Revenge_xx/FelicityPostingTableMiddle_01.png] "Life would be boring if there was no wild side" "I'll open the window for you." Destruction. They were going to destroy her fathers shop and Allison would be responsible. She stopped in her tracks, spun on a heel and looked at where the voice was coming from. To be honest she hadn't payed attention to which figured belonged to which name. The only one she knew was Aidan but that didn't matter because it wasn't his voice that just threatened to break a window. She briskly walked up to the group with a frown on her face. This wasn't fair in the least bit. How was suppose to deal with people set out on destroying a shop? She was only one person and not strong enough to put up a fight against so many people. Maybe she should go get the peace-keepers although she really didn't like them either. A small, thin boned hand formed in a fist and she bit her lip as thoughts rushed through her brain. What was she suppose to do? Against better judgement Felicity threw a punch towards Trevor's face. Hopefully the blow would cause him to drop the tackle box or at least throw it in some other direction as opposed to throwing through the window.

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Julia felt Aidan pull her closer and she didn't pull away, she liked being close for that matter. Her hopes that the gang could watch the window break with Trevor's nice through of the tackle box rose as Felicity Riddle just stood there, biting her lip and forming a fist that she probably didn't even know how to use. Then the amazement as the dirty blond let a blow fly towards Trevor's face. She flinched slightly, although she was a career she wasn't a big fan of watching people get battered up by the weak, it was embarrassing. Though she couldn't pull her eyes away from the scene.

Brandon was quick to take care of the problem after the fist flew he left Tawny's side. A large fist was aimed at Felicity's head. Nobody was going to throw punches at his friends with out paying the price. He watched with cold eyes as the small figured blond fell to the ground clutching her head. Then he grabbed Felicity by the arms with a tight grip and pulled her back to her feet. "Anyone want to teach blondie here a lesson about starting fights?" He asked calmly with a toothy smile.

Felicity had seen the guy coming toward her but was to slow to avoid the fist to her left temple. She fell to the ground with her left hand holding her head as a sharp pain sent chills down her spine. Then before she realized there was someone's hands around her arms and pulling her off the ground. The words the guy spoke seemed slurred but that might just be due to the fact she was finding it hard to focus on anything. Her blue eyes looked around at the faces that were across from where she was being held. Now there was just two guys and two girls. The third guy must be the one holding her up. Slowly she blinked and tried to jerk away but that didn't work. Brandon had a pretty good grip that Felicity couldn't break. Despite her mind being clouded Felicity tried to work out a plan on getting away from this guy. Nothing popped into her mind at that second and she sighed, her head lowered to look at the shop floor.

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[Alyssa :)]

Whoa, Aidan thought as he saw Trevor getting ready to shatter the window. He knew his friends were destructive, but...well, this just seemed a little extreme. This could get them in trouble not only with Clayton, but with the Peacekeepers. But Aidan wasn't about to stop his friend, no siree. Not with everyone around to see him defend the one girl who they knew had caused him so much trouble.

But when Aidan saw Felicity moving to stop Trevor with a balled up fist, he started to regret not doing anything. If this girl fought back, she would really be in for it from his friends. And sure enough, Felicity took a swing at the guy. Aidan tensed, forgetting Julia was in his arms and now probably getting crushed, as he waited for the retaliations. Brandon was already moving towards Felicity, and Aidan felt a sinking feeling in his gut.

Trevor grunted in surprise as he felt the girl punch him. She actually punched him. And no one dares punch this guy. He growled and dropped the tackle box to the floor with an enormous bang! and some rattling as the items inside were jolted out of place. Then he turned to Felicity, only to find that Brandon was already taking care of the freak. Trevor was fine with this because he knew Brandon could pack a bigger punch than he could, so he just stood back to watch the show. He smirked as Felicity fell to the ground after the first punch. "C'mon, girl! You gotta stay on your feet!" Trevor mocked.

Aidan turned his head away before Brandon's fist met Felicity's temple so he couldn't see it, but that didn't stop his imagination from telling him what happened. It was just like earlier when Clayton had slapped Felicity--Aidan felt a savage need to attack her abuser in her defense.

Then he remembered: Felicity was nothing to him. It didn't matter if she got beat up by his friend while he stood back and watched.

He faced the group again just in time to see Felicity be yanked to her feet. He snickered just to show his friends he was still himself, still the guy who always caused trouble and didn't care what people did about it. When Aidan saw Felicity act like a rag doll in Brandon's hands, her eyes unfocused and legs a bit wobbly, he actually laughed. But deep inside of him, the part that cared about Felicity was screaming and trying to get his jerk half to help the girl. She's getting beat up! ...So? So you should stop them! Why should I? This was the internal battle inside him.

Tawny hissed when Felicity actually had the nerve to punch Trevor. But the scowl quickly morphed into a smirk when she saw her boyfriend approaching Felicity. She knew he would take care of the problem. She started cheering when Brandon landed a punch on the girl's temple. "Show the little twerp who she's dealing with!" she encouraged. When Brandon asked who else wanted to teach Blondie a lesson, Tawny suddenly got an idea. "Aidan!" she exclaimed, turning to the Career. "Here's a chance for some training!" Tawny knew that since he was a Career, he was the one who would make the beating the funniest. He would be the one who could hurt Felicity the most.

Uh oh. Aidan's gaze traveled around the room, reaching each of his friends--Trevor (whose face was starting to swell slightly from Felicity's punch), Brandon, Tawny, Julia by his side--before finally landing on Felicity. What to do, what to do? Aidan asked himself. He was still convincing himself she meant nothing to him, but it still felt wrong beating up a girl... And if he didn't do anything, he knew his friends would make it very painful for her. But what if he could somehow make it less painful? Knock her out right away or something so she wouldn't have to slowly black out from pain as would happen if his friends got at her? That would probably be the best thing to do. But then again, he wasn't the best guy around. He made his decision.

"I can't pass up an opportunity like this!" Aidan replied, nonchalantly strolling up to Felicity and Brandon. As he looked at her, his mask was on. There was a smirk plastered on his face, and his eyes weren't giving away anything. He was going to beat up Felicity. Or was he?

(hey, idk if you want me to add more to the end? if you do just tell me :) )

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[Allison]

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[atrb=background,http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd455/Revenge_xx/FelicityPostingTableMiddle_01.png] "Life would be boring if there was no wild side" Julia could feel how tense Aidan became. What is going through his mind? She thought to herself with a glance at the guy who held her like she was a trophy of some sort. He was looking away when Brandon slammed his fist into the blonds left temple. Seriously what was wrong with him? Generally he was into that sort of thing. Though she remained silent and watched as everything went down. C’mon girl! You gotta stay on your feet!” Even those words had been nothing but slurred for Felicity. Slowly she looked up to scan the face of the guy she had just punched. His face had swollen slightly and she couldn’t help but smirk slightly. At least she wasn’t the only one that was going to walk out of here with a bruise or two. A large part of Felicity was still mad at herself for punching Trevor because let’s be honest she was just promoted from a toy of Aidan’s to a warm, boney, flesh covered punching bag that would be covered in bruises the next day. Then again that was still better than being a toy for Aidan to mess with. Aidan. Wow her dad was right about that boy. She couldn’t even think of him as a man because a man would never do such a thing. Her gaze dropped to the ground in defeat. Brandon couldn’t help but smile over Trevor’s mocking. Good thing he had a sense of humor when it came to being punched. Although Trevor should have been the one to throw a punch back at the scrawny shop keeper’s daughter because it wouldn’t have made him seem so weak. Oh well. Besides Trevor wasn’t protesting about anything so apparently it didn’t matter. Show the little twerp who she’s dealing with! By the way the slurred words had sounded Felicity knew that Tawny had been cheering on Brandon, her attacker. An uneasy feeling gripped her stomach and she felt like she would lose her senses. Julia chuckled about how Tawny cheered on her boyfriend. At least there was one cheer leader in the group to keep the show going. She looked at Aidan once more who seemed to have gained his composure once more. Then she looked back to the rest of the destruction party. Anyone what to teach blondie here a lesson about starting fights? This had been the last bit of slurred words Felicity had heard as she started to clear the fuzziness from her cranium. She could feel her heart begin to race as reality started to set in and her odds of being allowed to fight back had turned from slim to none. For once in her life since she was grounded she had hoped that her father would show up, to scare them all away and comfort her by saying that everything would be okay. This wasn’t fair! Then again what in her life had ever been fair especially recently? Now it was just time to try and slow her breathing before she had an anxiety attack or even worse. She knew her heart wasn’t the strongest or healthiest and that she might not even walk, though it would more likely be her limping, home. Aidan! Here’s a chance for some training! Brandon adjusted his grip on Felicity and smiled at Aidan. He knew that his pal could teach this string bean a lesson in just a few hits. “Aidan you’re the only one for the job.” He stated firmly with a smirk. Felicity looked up from the ground and now she really regretted punching Trevor. Certainly she wouldn’t be walking home after this painful experience. What had she really ever done to deserve this? Oh that’s right, she punched their friend. She held her breath as she waited miserable for Aidan to say something. I can’t pass up an opportunity like this! No! Felicity pulled against Brandon’s grip trying to just get away so she could run out of the shop. When she tried to breath is seemed to catch in her throat and she felt like she was about to die. “Please don’t’! Please. Please don’t. I won’t do it again. Take whatever you want. Just please…don’t.”She begged her voice tinted with fear. Her blue eyes locked on Aidan. What had happened to the good one that she had kissed in this very shop? She wanted to scream for help but that would be useless but then again so was begging for them not to hurt her. Her eyes water as she was on the verge of shedding tears. Her legs buckled and gave way but she remained upright for the most part due to being held up. Brandon once again had to adjust his grip on Felicity because she no longer seemed to be able to hold herself up with her legs. He laughed a cold laugh as she begged for mercy. There was no such thing as mercy to a career, everyone knew this. After a second he let her fall to the floor, kicked her torso about where her rib cage was and then as if nothing happened, picked her back up off the floor. He was tired of listening to her plead and whimper. If she had no air then she couldn’t make a sound. Felicity was glad that he had let go and was trying to find the strength to get up so she could run. Then wham! He kicked her along her rib cage and knocked the breath out of her. Once more she was being pulled off the floor only this time, she was trying to catch her breath. Slowly she took several breaths and looked up at Aidan as he came closer. Well at least now she had her senses somewhat straight. Aidan wasn’t her friend but yet she still liked him. Julia was glad that Aidan was back to being his normal self. Part of that was because he wouldn’t be squeezing her like a python as someone taught Felicity a lesson. She smiled boldly as she waited for Aidan to throw a punch or some sort of movement beside just strolling toward the blond. Comments: None Word Count: 1014

[Alyssa :)]

Aidan smiled as Brandon and Tawny encouraged him to teach Felicity a lesson. It felt good to know someone appreciated his strength and skill--it made it feel like all that training and hard work actually paid off. He had spent lots of time on it after all, and if he couldn't impress his dad, at least he could impress his friends.

When Aidan left Julia to start his "training" on Felicity, Tawny took his place next to her friend. "Just look at her," she muttered into Julia's ear, referring to Felicity. "So weak and pathetic. I mean, even I can take a beating better than that!" She laughed and shook her head as if she was ashamed of the girl getting attacked.

In answer to Felicity's thoughts at this moment--What had she really ever done to deserve this?--it was for more reasons than just her punching Trevor. It was also in punishment for what her dad did to Aidan. According to what Aidan had told his friends, a drunk and raging Clayton had threatened to hurt him for basically no reason. Also, they all new Aidan was already abused by his selfish father, and he didn't need another jerk going after him. So, they were planning to give the shopkeeper a piece of their minds, but Felicity would do just fine as well.

Back to Aidan. When he heard Felicity's pleading, he gave her a crooked grin and said, "Although that was very touching, we Careers never show mercy." His words echoed Brandon's earlier thoughts. He tilted Felicity's chin up so she was forced to look at him instead of the floor, which she seemed to find rather interesting at the moment. His eyes bore into hers, hard and unfeeling, as he continued, "So, I'm afraid you're just gonna have to toughen up a bit, Sweetheart." He released his grip on her chin and balled his hand into a strong, firm fist. Then he pulled back and swung, hoping it was a hard enough to knock her out. If it wasn't...maybe she would fall against the counter, and he could slam her head into it?

The problem was, Aidan didn't know his own strength. He wasn't used to trying to knock people out. His training focused on killing. What Aidan didn't know was that his punch--if it hit Felicity in the right spot--had enough power to knock her out and probably even give her a concussion. However, none of this would happen if he didn't hit her in one certain spot...but there was still a whole lot of danger in this one swing of his.

(sorry it's a bit short....like half the size of yours...XD)

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[Allison]

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[atrb=background,http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd455/Revenge_xx/FelicityPostingTableMiddle_01.png] "Life would be boring if there was no wild side" The faint sound of muttering touched Felicity's ears but she couldn't make out the words. She recalled how Aidan promised they would see each other again and she didn't think their meeting would end up like this. Although that was also before their fight about him being a career. Silent she thought about the good times they had shared just a day ago and how everything had gone bad within a matter of seconds. Just look at her. So weak and pathetic. I mean, even I can take a beating better than that!" Julia listened to what Tawny had to say. It was somewhat sad and shocking to hear come from someones mouth. Uneasily she bit her lip to prevent herself from defending the young teenager that was about to be beat up. "It is rather pathetic," she muttered lightly. Although that was very touching, we Careers never show mercy. Felicity felt Aidan's hand touch her chin and force her to look up. His voice was so cold and so unlike the one she remembered from their time in the shop. If only her hands were free, she would be able to fight back and she knew exactly where to aim once more. The knee. Aidan had clearly stated to her on the beach that he had bad knees. She could easily bring him down like she had that night. A scowl spread across her face as she remembered that he was one big jerk. So, I'm afraid you're just gonna have to toughen up a bit, Sweetheart. Oh how Felicity wished she could find some smart come back but sadly, nothing. Then Aidan removed his hand from her face and probably expected for her gaze to fall. She focused her blue eyes on the career as he balled a fist. Slowly she took in a deep breath and braced herself for the onslaught of pain from a well aimed, hard blow. Then the strike. A sharp blow struck her and everything started to blurr as the air that had been in her lungs just vanished. In some magical way she managed to stay conscious, Aidan's blow had just missed the spot that would have knocked her unconscious in a second. Her head hung limp for a second before she managed to pick it up. "Is that all you got?" She question boldly, her hands forming her own fist as she tried to fight off the stinging pain in her head. "Your not as strong as everyone says you are. If you go into the games, I hope you die a slow and painful death because lets face it you're not a man. A man would never lay a hand on someone who can't defend themselves let alone a fourteen year old girl." The words were cold and harsh but to be honest Felicity didn't care anymore. Clearly the nice Aidan she had met was gone, or maybe he had never existed. She narrowed her eyes and tugged against Brandon's grip. Sadly he hadn't let up just the slightest bit. Brandon stood strong as Aidan had thrown the punch. The impact was strong and he could feel Felicity's weight be moved with the punch. He was almost sure that the punch would have put the girl in that black fuzzy screen of being unconscious. To his amaze the young blonde lifted her head and spoke. Uneasily he adjusted his grip and looked at Aidan to find out how his friend would react. Comments: None Word Count: 576

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[Alyssa :)]

Tawny nodded in agreement to Julia's statement. However, while Julia may have just been humoring her friend, Tawny actually believed the statement. She wasn't a very nice girl (probably because of the people she hung around with) and didn't really think about other people that often. Everything was about Tawny. Tawny, Tawny, Tawny. And of course she never even imagined that this might become a problem between her and boyfriend Brandon. This may also be the reason why she didn't currently pity the fourteen-year-old who was getting beat up--she didn't think about what it would be like if she was in her shoes.

As Aidan pulled his arm back before the punch, he couldn't ignore Felicity's hard gaze on him. It was very unnerving, and it made him feel a bit more guilty about punching her. But it was for her own good. Better Aidan's quick knockout than a drawn out beating from his friends.

However, that wasn't how it worked. At first when her head lulled to the side, Aidan thought he had been successful. But then she lifted it again and he wanted to growl in frustration. The girl hadn't even blacked out! Oh, God, Aidan thought darkly in his head. Why does she have to be so difficult?! He might have laughed at that thought if he wasn't so frustrated. Obviously Felicity was going to be difficult when someone's trying to knock her out! But it was a problem. Aidan was trying to be a little nice here and she ruins his plans.

Trevor was in shock when Felicity wasn't knocked out by Aidan's blow. He knew how strong his friend was, and he didn't know how she could've made it through that punch. And when he heard her start to mock Aidan for it, he couldn't help but let out an "Oooo...Girl, now you're in for it. No one doubts Aidan's skill."

That was when Aidan heard Felicity talking. He silently fumed, hands balling into fists and jaw clenching, as she continued mocking the very guy who was trying to help her. "You should learn to keep your mouth shut," he hissed, and suddenly he found himself slapping Felicity in the face, just as her father had earlier this week. Well that was different, Aidan thought. Slapping wasn't really his style--punching was. He decided he wasn't going to hold back now; he knew his relationship with Felicity was now irreparable (she had told him to die a slow painful death after all), so he'd do her this last favor and make sure she's thoroughly knocked out.

Gripping both of her arms with his firm hands hard enough to leave bruises, Aidan pulled Felicity from Brandon's hold and threw her against the counter. He took her hair in his hand and was about to slam her head against the table when he leaned in and whispered in her ear (for some reason even he didn't know), "I'm trying to help you, you stupid girl." Then he pulled her head forward and slammed it back with considerable force against the counter. But Aidan made sure it wasn't a killing blow.

[Allison]

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[atrb=background,http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd455/Revenge_xx/FelicityPostingTableMiddle_01.png] "Life would be boring if there was no wild side" Oooo...Girl, now you're in for it. No one doubts Aidan's skill. Felicity listened to the teenager she punched earlier. A scowl spread across her face and the next thing she knew, Aidan's hands gripped her forearms in a rough way. The teenager who had gripped her arms before disappeared and she watched birefly she the male walked back to the side of his girlfriend. She took in a deep breath and sighed. That certainly had not gone as planned. Brandon let his hands drop to his side and he moved away to let Aidan do what ever to the sassy fourteen year old. Then carefully he moved to Tawny's side and wrapped a well built arm around here. "She's in for it now." He confirmed with a deep smile. Afterward in a rather gentle manor he kissed Tawny's cheek before turning his attention back to Aidan. You should learn to keep your mouth shut. The hissing of Aidan was cold and Felicity didn't like it one bit. However she probably deserved it because of what she said. In all actuality she didn't want him to die a slow and painful death, she just wanted to see the nice Aidan again. Then what she had least expected, the slap across her face just like her father had done. Her emotions set off and her blue eyes began to water. Why did she have to break down now when she had tried to look so tough just seconds ago? A single tear broke across her bottom eye lid and slid down her face. Then just seconds after the slap she was moved toward the counter and Aidan was pulling her hair. It was painful and she wasn't used to having her hair pulled. That was something girls did when they got into a fight and didn't want to just cause bruises but create humiliation or even a devastating "remodel." I'm trying to help you, you stupid girl. Silently Felicity looked at him with watery blue eyes. How was he trying to help? He was only hurting her and trying to prove what an "amazing" career he was. "I don't want you to die but I don't like this side you." she whispered back. Then the next thing she knew, her head was being pulled even farther forward before being slammed against the counter. The one that they had sat on and laughed while the counter groaned under Aidan's weight when ever he sad. For a brief second she could see clearly before that dark black cloud glazed over everything. The sound of laughter from the teenagers touched her ears before she finally blacked out. It was so cold. Comments: None Word Count: 440

[Alyssa :)]

Aidan's cold, hard mask softened the tiniest bit when he saw a tear fall down Felicity's face. It was so much easier beating up a tough, stubborn person than a helpless, innocent, crying person like Felicity. Then he heard her words and felt regret well up inside him

The guy that Felicity was talking about, the nice one, was someone Aidan didn't know anymore. He was so used to acting like the jerk that he was becoming convinced that that was the real him, and the other nice Aidan was the act. That's what happens when your dad, your friends, your boss, and basically everyone you know is a jerk to you. You become one as well.

So when Felicity said she didn't like this side of Aidan, he wasn't even sure if the other Aidan was alive anymore. If he was, he was hidden deep down inside him, and it would take a lot to pull him out.

After he pushed past Felicity's words and slammed her head into the counter, he watched, both triumphant and guilty as her eyes slowly closed and she lost consciousness. Then he fell into the grasps of his jerk act--or was it an act?--and turned to his friends, smirking.

Trevor saw Aidan punch Felicity maybe two times before he knocked her out. He didn't understand. Why had he knocked her out so soon? Was it that he couldn't control his own strength? "Dude, what's your problem?" he asked in confusion. "It's no fun when you just knock her out like that! I thought you were gonna make a big show about it!" He looked around at his friends for support.

Tawny was confused as well. Number one, Aidan was fighting like...well, a girl. Not meaning he was fighting weakly, but that he was using methods that usually girls would use--pulling hair, slapping--but it seemed to be very effective and it didn't look that girly when Aidan did it...so Tawny supposed it was fine. Number two, exactly what Trevor said. Why would he stop the show so soon? It wasn't like him. She turned to her boyfriend. "Why is Aidan acting so weird? It's not like him," she whispered so others wouldn't hear. Her face showed concern and suspicion.

Aidan struggled to find an explanation. "I was just so angry," he finally said menacingly. "I mean, did you hear what she said to me? Between that and what her father did the other day, I kind of just...lost it."

[Allison]

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[atrb=background,http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd455/Revenge_xx/FelicityPostingTableMiddle_01.png] "Life would be boring if there was no wild side" Brandon had watched as the whole scene went down. He studied the way Aidan had moved and how the girl whispered something to him. Although he wasn't the smartest male in his class, he certainly wasn't the dumbest. In silence he listened as Trevor called their friend out about his actions. Certainly it was odd that he had taken it so easy on this girl and had fought in a girly manor. Why had Aidan knocked that fourteen year old out so quickly? It was an odd thought that someone who liked to make people suffer would act in such a manor of "kindness" if one could call his actions that. Why is Aidan acting so weird? It's not like him. Then Tawny's question brought Brandon back out of his thoughts. Smoothly he put his hand in his pocket and looked back his girlfriend. "I think there is something he isn't telling us but I'm not sure." he replied in the same low whisper. That was the only thing that truly made sense to him but as of now it was just an assumption on a wild whim. Julia watched with a straight face as she watched Aidan slap and then slam Felicity's head to the counter top. She fought against all urge to flinch and rush over to make sure she was okay. Then she listened as the Aidan was called out on his actions. Why did guys always enjoy such a fight? Silently she studied the unconscious figure that laid on the wooden floors, the faintest breath made her relax just a bit. At least the young teen wasn't dead. Carefully she stepped away from Brandon and Tawny as she moved towards Aidan. With a soft and gentle hand she reached out to Aidan. "You don't have to defend yourself. One way or another you would have taught her a lesson and this one just ended faster than any other. She won't talk to anyone of us like that ever again." She stated calmly looking from Aidan to Trevor, to Tawny and finally to Brandon. Comments: None Word Count: 344

[Alyssa :)]

Tawny looked puzzled as she heard Brandon's suspicions that Aidan wasn't telling them something. She agreed, but she couldn't think of any reason why he would go easy on this annoying 14-year-old. The only explanation would be that he was friends with her or had feelings for her, and that...well, that was just impossible.

Aidan felt Julia come to his side. He looked down at her as she told him not to defend himself, that it was fine, and Felicity wouldn't bother them anymore. He had done what he had meant to do--he had taught Felicity a lesson. He was a little relieved that at least one person was sticking up for him.

Trevor wasn't completely satisfied with Aidan's answer saying that he had just lost control of his anger. Something about the way he said it or how he acted...it just didn't seem right. But the explanation made sense, and Trevor couldn't find a reason not to believe it, so he just shook off the questioning feelings and decided to believe his friend. "Okay. If you say so, then I believe you," he replied truthfully.

And as Trevor listened to Julia, he found himself actually agreeing with her. Aidan had taught Felicity a lesson, after all. Why did it matter how long it had taken to do so? If anything, it was impressive that Aidan could knock someone out so quickly. And besides, Trevor's face didn't even hurt from the punch anymore. "Julia's right, it's really not that big of a deal. The girl got it worse than me anyway, so it's all cool." Since he was talking about Felicity, his gaze automatically dropped down to look at the unconscious figure on the floor. After a long pause he asked, "So, what should we do with her?"

Aidan turned to look at Felicity as well. You know that sweet Aidan who's buried deep down inside, hidden behind the jerk? Well, right now he managed to fight his way closer to the surface. So, Aidan found himself saying, "I'll take care of her. You guys can go down to the docks if you still want to, I'll catch up with you later." He was hoping the thought of stirring up trouble would attract his friends and they wouldn't notice that it was a little weird that he was going to take care of a girl whom he had just knocked unconscious.

When the thought of going to the docks came up, Tawny immediately jumped at the idea. However, she was a little curious as to why Aidan was even going to do anything with the girl. Usually they just leave them be and they'd eventually gain consciousness again and it was all good. But the idea of going to the docks and pulling some funny pranks was just too enticing, so Tawny ignored her questions and turned to Brandon. "Yeah, a ride in someone else's boat sounds really nice right now," she said, gazing up at Brandon and holding onto his arm. "Don't you think?"

[Allison]

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[atrb=background,http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd455/Revenge_xx/FelicityPostingTableMiddle_01.png] "Life would be boring if there was no wild side" I'll take care of her. You guys can go down to the docks if you still want to, I'll catch up with you later. Brandon eyed Aidan as he volunteered to take care of the girl that he had just knocked out and physically abused. It was unuassual and not something Aidan had ever done before. After a second of doubting his friends honesty, Brandon made sure to push his doubt away. Besides they just got an offer to go to the docks and reak some more havock so might as well take him up on the offer. He looked over at Tawny and decided to keep her happy. "Yeah that sounds good. Catch up with you later Aidan." He confirmed with a smooth nod of his head. Then casually he walked toward the door, paused with his hand on the handel and looked back at the unconcious girl before finally leaving. Julia looked solumnly at Felicity as she listened to Aidan speak. How was he going to take care of her? The question would probably remained unanswered but it was one that wouldn't haunt her as long as the unconcious figure didn't vanish from the face of the earth. Then the sound of the bell caught her attention and she had managed to look just in time to see Brandon leave. "The docks do sound fun. Please don't hurt her anymore than she has to be." She stated softly before wrapping her arms around Aidan's neck, pushing herself up on the balls of her feet and kissing him gently. "I think she's been through enough. I'll see you later." Her voice had dropped into a hushed whisper so only Aidan could hear. Then she moved away and walked out of the door. Later It was cold, dark and the worst feeling in the world. It was like a bad nightmare but worse because there was nothing but darkness around every corner and every sense. There was even a sense of time in this darkness just a bitter cold and the sickening feeling that had brought on the sudden onslaught of pain. Flecity moaned in pain as she finally started to gain conciousness back. Ackwardly she turned herself, blue eyes still shut tight however. Although the hadn't been socked in the abadomen she felt her stomach churning as a wave of sickness struck her hard. Her thin arms wrapped around her abamon as she curled up into a ball. Slowly she took in several deep breaths as she tried to push her feelings away. The faint recollection of being beaten up had shown itself. She fought hard to push it away along with the twang of sadness and tears that would be brought with it. After several seconds she touched a thin boned hand to the part of her head that hit the counter top. Quickly she pulled away because the pain of touching it was to strong and to top it off her head was throbbing. Once again Felicity moaned and pushed herself to sit up. Why did she hurt so much? Three hits to the head shouldn't cause her whole body to hurt. Oh yeah- she had forgotten about the well aimed kick to her rib cage and being dropped like a rag. Slowly she sighed and opened her eyes blinking a couple of times to clear away the fuzziness of her vision. Aidan. He was still in the shop. She wanted to scream and run but there was no use in that, for all she knew the others were still here as well. "What are you still doing here?" She asked in a faint but rather bitter voice as she glared at the dirty blonde teenage boy. Comments: None Word Count: 617

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[Alyssa :)]

Aidan was relieved when Brandon finally just agreed to go to the docks.  He had seen his friend's uncertainty and how carefully he had been watching Aidan, and a wave of relief washed over him when Brandon finally decided to let it go.  He watched uneasily as his friend took one last look at Felicity, then left.  Aidan allowed himself a small exhale.

Tawny grinned when her boyfriend agreed to go to the docks.  She was so excited!  Being with her friends, her boyfriend by her side, while stirring up trouble--it just filled her with joy!  Tawny continued to smile as she followed Brandon out the door, yelling a "See ya soon, Aidan!" on the way out.

Before Aidan could relax for too long, Julia was in front of him.  He looked down at her, the girl he thought he might be able to develop at least a few feelings for, and returned her kiss when she gave one.  Then he listened to her speak, and he was very surprised by what he heard.  He had never thought Julia was actually a caring person--he had thought his whole group was just like him, a bunch of jerks.  But what she was saying, about being nice to Felicity, showed that she was very sympathetic and did indeed care.  Aidan looked at Julia with a curious expression, but he whispered back, "Don't worry, I don't plan to hurt her anymore."  Then she left, and it was just Trevor left.

Trevor let out a sigh.  He was actually quite tired, and he would rather go home and take a nap than go mess with some people's boats down at the docks.  However, peer pressure is a powerful thing, so he just gave Aidan a nod and headed for the door as well.  "See ya, man," he said tiredly as he left.

For the second time, Aidan let out a breath.  Then he turned to the source of all this stress: Felicity.  He studied her unconscious face as he tried to decide what to do with her.  He wanted to stay until she woke up again so he could make sure she was okay, but what should he do with her while he was waiting for that to happen?  If there was a bed or something, he would've put her there.  However, there wasn't a bed, so he just left her where she was and sat down on a barrel.  Watching.  Thinking.  Waiting.

After a while he started picking at the thin layers of wood that made up a plank on the barrel.  He was getting nervous.  She should've woken up by now, he thought to himself, gazing at the unconscious figure.  He jumped as she let out a moan, and he slowly cautiously stood up, as if she was a wild cat and he wasn't sure if she was going to pounce.  He watched as she curled up in a ball and reached up to touch her head.  When her hand abruptly pulled away from the bruised part of her head, Aidan knew she was in pretty bad pain, and his eyes tightened slightly in sympathy.  It wasn't fun to see anyone in pain, unless he hated them.  And although he had convinced himself that he didn't have feelings for her, he hadn't quite twisted his frame of mine enough to hate her yet.

Finally, Felicity opened her eyes after pushing herself into a sitting position.  He met her gaze with an unemotional one, not letting her see the nervousness underneath as he waited for her reaction.

"What are you still doing here?"

Aidan smirked.  So this was all he got for staying behind to make sure she was okay, at the cost of making his friends suspicious?  Of course, he had just beaten the girl up, so he shouldn't have expected much.

"Well, Blondie, if you must know," he started in his usual mocking tone.  "I stayed back to make sure you were okay.  See how bad the concussion was, if you got one.  Do you know who you are?  What's your name?"  Aidan just couldn't get that crooked smile off his face as he started the usual questions medics ask people with possible concussions.