The Beautiful Disease

Chapter 4: Can You Pass the Assault, Please

Fia POV
Theo stood still with his mouth open, a tear running down his face. I turned away, and looked at the time. My parents would be home in an hour, so I needed to get home, do my homework, and get ready for my stupid dinner with my parents and Lucas.

"I need to go," I said, putting my hand lightly on his face and slowly let it go, symbolizing the last time I might ever touch him. I went outside the school and into the flying zone. I took longer than usual to get up in the air, since my wings were weighted down with dread for the night's event. As the mate feeling inside me tried to get me to run back to him, I pushed it down and decided I made the right decision. In the future, I'll look back and be proud of myself.

"See you tonight, baby. Be behaved though, I know you won't be able to keep your hands off of me," Lucas said as he flew next to me.

As he landed, I yelled "Yeah, because I'll be using my hands to strangle you while you're choking on your ego!" I landed, my low tolerance for him dropping to none, which wasn't much of a change. I went into my house, aggravated, and looked at the mess I had to clean up in half an hour. This is going to be fun. I decided to listen to some fun music and I danced around the house with a garbage bag, picking up trash. Once I finished, I wiped off the table and set it up like they do in fancy restaurants, and started cooking dinner. I had 10 minutes before Lucas came, and then I would have to spend 10 more minutes with him until my parents came. Just what the doctor ordered.

I decided to do pasta, because I would need something easy while I babysat Lucas. I boiled the water, and prepared the sides of a salad and bread. When the salad was done and the bread was in the oven, I put in the noodles and set a timer. It's Lucas time.

As if on cue, the doorbell ringed, and I hesitantly opened it. I started coughing as he walked in with a whole bottle of cologne on. I stuck my head outside, breathing in the last breath of air I was going to get for the whole night.

"You must be having such a hard time resisting me right now. I understand. " I rolled my eyes heavily and went back into the kitchen. I checked the pasta, and saw it only had a bit to go and the bread was almost done. Lucas then barged in and ransacked the fridge, and then proceeding to return to the sofa.

"First of all, we're about to eat dinner, and second of all, you don't just ransack someone's fridge," I yelled, disgusted.

"I need to eat extra calories because I have all of this muscle," he muttered, pointing to fat on his arm.

"Whatever." I responded, and strained the pasta in the sink, returned it back to the pan, and took out the bread. I then skillfully placed some on everyone's plate and placed the extras elegantly in the middle. Wiping, sweat from my eyebrow, my parents walked into the house.

Lucas quickly jumped off the couch, shoved the food back into the fridge, and grabbed my hand. As much as I wanted to pull away, it was all for show for my parents.

"Wow, Fia, it smells amazing in here," my mom remarked. "And I see you're getting along with Lucas," she smiled. I rolled my eyes indirectly and Lucas smirked.

"Were getting along just fine, Mrs. Gabriel. And can I say more then fine," Lucas chuckled. I wanted to hit him so bad, but I needed to keep up the act. We all sat down at the table and began to eat dinner. As usual, my dad ate a large portion, which contributed to his round stomach. He didn't talk much, but I could feel his eyes testing me. I was surprised when my dad finally spoke, his deep voice shaking the table.

"Lucas, will you help me clean up dinner?" He bellowed, hinting at a hidden meaning.

"Gladly, Mr. Gabriel," Lucas replied back, shooting me a evil glare. I started to get worried and wondered what they were talking about, but if my dad found me eavesdropping I might be dead by the end of the night. I waited patiently, and looked at my mom, who was across the table. She tries to start a conversation.

"So have you and Lucas done anything yet?" She giggled. I almost vomited in my mouth.

"No mom, we have not," I replied, still grossed out.

"Well-," she started, but Lucas and dad walked back into the room. I was sickened when Lucas sat down and was laughing silently to himself. My dad cleared his throat and make a horrific announcement.

"Tonight is the annual mating day, and if you are of age and have a mate, you will complete it." My dad released.

"But dad-," I started, but was interrupted.

"There's no questioning it. Now Fia and Lucas, please make your way to the bedroom." He then gave me a stare that I couldn't talk back to. Lucas excitedly got up, and dragged me forcefully to the upstairs bedroom. I couldn't believe what was happening. When was this rule made, and to just scratch the surface, I barely knew Lucas. What was my dad's motive for separation and the parents get to make their child's match? The chance of happiness was almost none. I now understood more about what Theo was talking about, and it needed to be changed.

But there was no getting out of this. All of my plans failed.

"MATURE" CONTENT FOLLOWING ...................................

Lucas didn't loosen his grasp on my arm and dragged me into the bedroom. He locked the door and the single window, and turned to me, dripping with so much lust, I could basically smell it. I formulated a plan, but I couldn't escape all contact with him. He ripped off his shirt, not revealing anything impressive. No wonder I really didn't like anybody, because boy Angels were mostly skinny and boy-like or got fat when they aged. Talk about Peter Pan not aging. Meanwhile, the girls were beautiful and fully-developed. You need some type of contrast.

He then kiss my neck sloppily, taking off my top. I almost threw up thinking about it, but I had to go through with the plan. He then through me into the bed, and took of his pants, so he was left in his underwear. He then got on top of me and grinded by butt slowly. I saw his average-sized wings popped out, and the plan was almost done. Exactly when he touched my wings, I shot them out, blinding him. I got of the bed, quickly unlocked the door, and ran downstairs.

"MATURE" CONTENT END.......................................

I felt the cold air pierce my exposed skin as I stopped in front of my parents, panting.

"What are you doing? Get back in there!" My dad yelled.

"I can't! I hate him!" I spat out.

My father had a look of complete horror on his face. "He is the son of an important family in the government! If you don't go now, you can never return to this house!"

"Why are you forcing teenagers to mate when they don't want to? Why did you separate all of the sectors? What if I love a Demon?!" I yelled, and immediately put my hand over my mouth. I didn't pay attention and let my mate feeling come out.

"Don't question my authority! GET OUT NOW!" He yelled, shaking the foundation of the house.

"FINE! I HATE YOU ANYWAYS, AND I ALWAYS HAVE!" I stomped out of the house, grabbed my jacket, and flew into the cold night air.

Not paying attention, my wings headed in the direction of Theo's arms. I let my mate feeling come out, and I felt newfound strength in myself. I started crying, and only wished to be comforted by his warm body. I landed on his front porch, and knocked on the door. After awhile, the door opened, and I saw Theo's beautiful face. We stood there, transfixed on each other, as a tear simultaneously ran down both our cheeks.