dark devotion ≫ a.b.

17 - A Different Thing Entirely

A/N wow okay sorry I'm giving a note before the story but I'd just like to know if anybody would be interested in a story/author Q and A?? Could be with me OR one of the characters! All depends on how many are willing to participate and if I even get any questions lol. Please comment :)) okay enjoy!!!

Gerard's POV

"Idiot," she growled through her teeth. "Stupid. Insolent. Annoying. Useless."

Each syllable cut through Gerard's heart like a sharp blade, making him wince. "How," she hisses. "could you have been so ignorant?" Gerard directed his gaze to the ground, ashamed, pretending to suddenly be interested in the design of the bland carpet. "You couldn't have just followed the plan?" Ivy reprimanded him. She was furious, that was plain to see. "She was either going to fly or she would fall. And even if she did fall, she would've survived. Why else would we put in this much effort to transform her into one of us? She's powerful."

He agreed. She was powerful, and even if she had fallen she would not have broken. But he couldn't have watched her hit the ground. He wouldn't have let himself. It all happened in slow motion. Before he knew it, his wings sprang from his back and he went after her. But in the end he betrayed basically his entire race to save her.

He questioned if his actions were entirely worth it.

"From now on, I'm in charge. You're not thinking with your head," she said.

Gerard thought Ivy was probably right. He never thought straight around Quinn. His head always felt foggy. He didn't want to admit it, but he was in love with Quinn. He fell in love the moment he saw her at those lockers.

Andy's POV

Alara hadn't done anything but scowl through the trip. They were planning on going to Andy's house and conferring with the rest of the Wild Ones. A meeting was much needed. Andy had called his maid from the house, who was basically an assistant to him, to come and pick them up. Alara had suggested either flying or transporting, but Quinn had insisted against it. She said she thought they attracted enough attention lately and she was getting a bit sick from transporting. Also flying still made her faint, which made sense from her being pushed down a 3-story building, being expected to fly. He promised himself that he would eventually help her with her powers. She was still discovering and exploring who she was.

Quinn and Andy sat in the back of the car, while Alara sat with Ms. Smith, his assistant in the front. Ms. Smith seemed as happy and oblivious as she could be. Once they had all shuffled into the car she joyfully greeted them. "Hi kids! How are you?" Andy and Alara murmured basic answers. "My day's been great!" she said cheerfully. "I've been cleaning most of the day, and cooking for tonight, and doing laundry, and I even had some extra time to watch some of my soap operas! Have you kids eaten today? I sure hope you have. But even if you haven't, I can make some breakfast for you and..."

Ms. Smith's babbling trails off as she catches eye of Quinn in the rear view mirror. "Oh! I'm sorry, I had no idea company would be joining us. Now, dear, what's your name?" Quinn looks a bit taken aback to be talked to, as if she were in another world just a second ago. Andy had noticed she was staring out the window while they had been in the car. She probably hadn't listened to Ms. Smith's idle chatter. He certainly loved Ms. Smith, though she loved to talk his head off. Quinn was taking a while to pull together words so he spoke for her. "This is Quinn, you remember her don't you? She came over for a date just a few days ago. You two met when you greeted her at the door."

Quinn nodded her head. "Yes, you said I had... 'nice bone structure' I think." An expression that said she remembered appears on Ms. Smith's face. "Oh, dear, I'm so sorry! Curse this old memory of mine. I haven't had my coffee this morning. Yes, I remember you quite well."