Apocalypse Within The System [OM&M, AA, BMTH, PTV]

Twenty Four

Random note: who watched Doctor Who last night? I died and shit... Farewell to Matt Smith too... Life of a fan girl... Fml that I'm a bandwhore and a superwholock fan... ;-;

ANYWHORE back to more important things. (The story is ALMOST over) here's the bloody chapter I've been procrastinating on. Prepare your anus.

Rachelle's POV.

I laid awake all night. Having anxiety an worrying about Blake was te major problems. I sat up and tried to get out but I was pulled back. "Danny I need to go check on Blake..."

"She's fine," he mumbled with his sleep voice. Not going to lie it was sexy. I kissed his temple. He fell back asleep and loosened his grip on me. I walked out of the room in a Oversized sweater and some boy shorts. The sweater was so long it covered my ass. Yet it was still skimpy. I walked down the stairs and smelled coffee. "Pit stop," I mumbled to myself. I walked into the kitchen and saw Matt and Oli. Oli smiled widely and Matt gave me a head nod. I didn't know why though. We used to be close, now we barely talk. The awkward silent thing kinda started after the whole Danny bringing me back thing. Oli pulled me into a hug. I automatically hugged him back. "You anxious too?" Matt finally said.

"I've been anxious since day one." I let go and Oli let me go to an extent. He rubbed circles into my hip farthest away from Matt so be wouldn't see. I began to walk to the stove to pour me a cup and since Oli had his hand latched onto my hips he was pulled along with me. " I'll talk to you two tomorrow." Matt said awkwardly. I nodded. As soon as Matt left Oli began kissing down my jawline. "Oli what are you doing?" I hissed. He wrapped his arms around me and use the top of my head as a headrest. "Kissing someone cute." He said blankly. I smiled and shook my head. "Ol, you know how I have a thing with Danny."

"You can't deny that we don't have something though love." "British people and their pet name 'love'," I mumbled. Oli chuckled and kept pecking my cheek. "Kiss me."

"Let me drink my coffee."

"I will if you kiss me."

"Oliver Scott."

"Rachelle Anne." I rolled my eyes. I playfully bent over and got my face away from Oli's kisses, I didn't think about how my ass and his dick were very close. I heard his breath hitch. I sipped my coffee . Oli's hands trailed down from my hips. I turned my head as he got to the too of my thighs. Looks like he wasn't going to stop until I kissed him. Two could play that game. I wiggled my hips around which made him hitch his breath. I stood up fully and brought his hands more up. He playfully squeezed my boobs. "Pervert," I muttered. "Tease," he replied. I sat my coffee aside then turned my body around. I didn't realize how close we were. I touched his chest. He looked down at me. I reached up pecked his lips. I began to pull away until he brought a hand and placed it on the back of my neck. Oli kissed me again a little roughly. I found my self kissing back.

"You're just proving your role as the whore in the Apocolypse." I heard Danny scream in my head. I gasped and pushed Oli away. My eyes were full of tears. "Shelle..." He said concerned. I grabbed my coffee and walked down to the basement. Alan was just walking out of the bathroom as I got down there. "Hey Shellie!"

He said to me. I was grateful it was dark. A tear slipped down my cheek. "Hi, how is she?" I managed to say without my voice cracking. He turned on a lamp and I looked down at her. She looked so peaceful. She had a horse blanket over her. I silently prayed that she was a heavy sleeper. I moved hair and looked at the stitches. Her skin was red and it looked scary almost. "Kinda wanna call her Sally Stitches," I whispered. This caused Alan to chuckle.

"Take off your shirt now. I need to look at your shoulder. "

"Oh my god, my shoulder is fine!"