we had that fire``monique

[jeremy roger hills]

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Jeremy walked along the sidewalk of homes with his hands in his pockets, feeling a whole mixture of emotions. It had always been that way since the incident with Monique. That whole day had just been one big catastrophe and a confusing puddle of questions that both of them were left puzzled with. His reaction to her having fallen in love with someone else was quite a blow up and he was always completely healed from the cut wounds; they only appeared as light pink scars, now. He tried shaking away the thoughts but knew he would be facing them head on when he went over to apologize to her.

Jeremy hoped that Mona didn't think he would just do it because his parents told him to, which wasn't true, because they were so shocked with the fact that he claimed he did not want to marry Monique anymore, which also was not true. His heart was still incredibly broken and not healing as well as his hands; then again, it wasn't trying to heal at all. Jeremy's parents didn't help when they refused to let it happen unless Monique's parents agreed as well, which would have most likely been impossible because they seemed like the ones that wanted their marriage to happen the most. He sighed as he approached Monique's home, making sure her parents' cars weren't in the driveway and hoping she was there. As he came up to the door, his heart raced a bit, knowing it would only hurt more to see Monique now. He finally gathered the courage to raise his hand and knock on the door, daring not to call to her.

[monique bailey quentin]

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Monique wandered from room to room, cleaning away as she did so. The girl had been on a bit of a cleaning kick lately, she figured it was probably because she didn't want to give herself enough time to sit down and think over what had happened between her and Jeremy. Every time the thought popped into her head, she quickly found a way to distract herself, and how she did that, she really wasn't sure. Mona made sure she was always busy at work and when she'd come home, she'd either be to tired to even think or have to do something to distract herself until she was to the point of exhaustion when she hit the bed.

As she stood there in her front room, glancing all around her she sighed out, knowing there wasn't an inch of her home that wasn't clean. If there was, well, she was going to have to search them out. Mona was ready to start searching out those spots, until she heard a knock at the door. She was a bit confused as to who it would, not her parents, cause they never believed in knocking. Brushing a few strains of hair away from her face as she got to the door and, grabbing the knob and turning it. Mona glanced up, with a smile to her face to the unknown stranger "Hel--" she cut her words off, as she saw Jeremy standing there on her porch. She felt her smile falter just a bit, before she began to chew on her bottom lip some.

Opening the door a bit more, she stepped out of the way, holding her arm out to invite him "Would you care to come in?" she asked him politely. Part of her was a bit excited to see him, mentally she was cursing those emotions and feelings that had surfaced during the last time she saw him. The other part of her was curious as to whether he was here to force her to marry him again or if he was going to still be that caring sweet Jeremy she got to see.

[jeremy roger hills]

Jeremy thought about just running away, his knee twitching at the thought. But, no. He knew he had to face this, whether or not he liked it; and he was definitely not liking it. Before he could even have any more time to think, the door before him opened and the young woman he hoped would answer stood there. Her greeting was cut off when their eyes met and he refrained from cringing from the pain that stung in his chest at the sight of her. Swallowing unnoticeably, Jeremy's smile only lasted a second as he stepped forward and spoke in a low voice. "Yes, thank you."

Though he knew it was probably a bit inappropriate for them to be formal to each other, Jeremy still spoke in that tone of voice. He walked into the living room and looked around a bit, having been there multiple times yet needing something to occupy his eyes until Monique joined him. Turning around to face her, he knew he had to get something off his chest first before they talked about the wedding cancellation ordeal. "Before we talk about anything, I just wanted to apologize for...kicking you out of my house, the other day." Since Jeremy had been holding a lot of feelings in, the sentence came out in a sort of rush with only slight pauses. He knew he probably could have used better wording, but it best described what he had done to her. "And I didn't mean it when I said it was your fault. It's not, it's mine, but I was just really upset."

Finally, Jeremy let himself settle and breathed a deep breath. It felt good to tell Monique at last that he didn't mean the harsh and hateful words he had aimed at her to get her to leave. Of course, he didn't even really want her to leave at the time, but he couldn't go into too much detail about his feelings. She would probably only get confused.

[monique bailey quentin]

Once he entered into the house, Monique shut the door behind him and followed into the living room. She stopped and stood there, staring at his back until he turned around and faced her. She slowly started to open her mouth to ask him how his wounds were doing, but closed her mouth as he started to speak. Though the words came out in a bit of a rush, she heard what he was saying and she found something inside of her flutter at his apology. After trying so hard to have pushed that night out of her head, she found the images and the words flooding right back to her. She mentally cringed when she remembered how the kitchen looked and the wounds that Jeremy had ended up causing himself.

She took in a small breath, letting out slowly before shaking her head some "It..It was my fault. I--If I would of never said some the things I did, then maybe you wouldn't of gone off in a frenzy like you did." she told him. A bit of a concerned look came across her face, she knew that he would heal pretty good and faster than a human, but she still had worried all that night and many days after if he was okay. Of course, she knew he was. Or else he probably wouldn't be standing here right now in her living room.

Mona glanced away from him, her looks staring at a wall, but she really didn't see it. She really couldn't lie to herself, because that night was still so fresh in her mind. She could still feel the warmth of his hands and lips on her own. Blinking a few times, she jerked herself away from those memories and looked back at Jeremy and found that longing deep inside of her reaching out to touch him. But she resisted. She needed to make sure what she was feeling just wasn't because of a moment of kissing. She needed to make sure it was real. Mona knew she already hurt him to much already, she didn't want to cause him anymore pain.

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Jeremy looked down at Monique for a while before she began talking. He would have protested against her saying she still thought it was her fault, but he desperately did not want to do anything to ignite even the smallest argument between them. He just wanted the conversation to be as pleasant as it could be, though he tried not to let his mind wander in that direction too much. Then, for some reason, Jeremy noticed Monique had a confusing expression on her face and a look in her eyes that showed concern. What was she concerned about? Who was she concerned for?

His thoughts were cut off when she looked away from him and at her wall. Out of all things Jeremy thought the situation could turn out to be, he had prepared himself the most for the awkward silences; and now was one of them. Making himself at home, he walked to her couch and sat down. A part of him wanted to immediately stand up and walk out because that was all he felt he came over for. Just to apologize. But the other part of him wanted to stay with Monique, to not let her slip through his fingers again the way she had so many times before. Although he thought he might have still somewhat had her, though, Jeremy wondered over and over if he had already lost her.

Sitting with his knees facing forward, his elbows resting on them, and his fingers intertwined with both hands, he wished there was something else he could say, or do. Looking at Monique, he knew he just didn't want to do anything else but remember her, memorize her and never forget his first love. After her and her male friend would express their love for each other, if they hadn't already, Jeremy knew for sure there would never be a chance at her ever again.

And looking hopelessly into her eyes, he was sure he was right.

[monique bailey quentin]

She didn't like the silence that fell between them. It was..well, a bit awkward. Mona watched him as he made himself comfortable in her home, sitting down on the couch. She really didn't know what else there was for her to say. Honestly, she was tired of the fighting and arguments that they always had whenever they tried to have a conversation. And she was just so sick of them all.

Looking down to his hands, it brought her back to an earlier thought she had about him. Before she knew what she was doing, knowing full well what she'd find, Monique moved towards Jeremy, kneeling before him and pulling his hands apart gently and turning them palm up to check them over. She stared down at the little pink scars that were now on his hands. Had it been an actual human to of done what Jeremy did, she knew the hands would still be bandaged up.

Mona looked away from his hands to look up at his face, remember that he also had a head wound. She reached up gently with one hand and touched lightly where she remembered there being a wound "Did you go to the hospital after I left?" she asked him curiously, as she looked at his face with concern.

[jeremy roger hills]

Jeremy watched as Monique came over to kneel before him. Unsure of what she was going to do, he was about to sit up straight but she took hold of his hands gently and he swallowed. Letting her turn them this way and that to see that they had healed at the normal lycan rate, he guessed, Jeremy held himself back from holding her own hand in his. Clenching his teeth as well, he wished he didn't still have the feeling and strong urge to kiss Monique with their close proximity. It became worse when she reached to touch his previously wounded head that was now nothing more than a slight bump. With his heart pumping at max speed, Jeremy heaved a strong exhale.

Monique's question broke his slight panic attack and he felt his body relaxing a bit. Jeremy knew she should have known the answer to that question and since he was becoming more and more uncomfortable with the fact that every second he wanted to take her in his arms, he rolled his eyes in a bit of a rude manner and answered the question dully. "Of course not. It finally stopped bleeding as soon after you left." Jeremy removed himself from her and stood up to walk around her. He stopped just a few feet away and kept his back to her, his fists clenched with the immediate regret of just not following his strongest feelings. Releasing the tension, he lifted his hands a little to look down at them, feeling the warmth from Monique's hands beginning to fade away. He wanted it back so badly.

And Jeremy started to get a little bit mad. He was angry because he couldn't have her, because he still loved her, and because she almost seemed like she did, too. Why couldn't she have just never showed any feeling and accepted his decline in the wedding like he had suggested for her? It had hurt him so much to do that for her and she completely turned the tables on him. With the negative emotions beginning to build up little by little, Jeremy just turned his head slightly to murmur his broken words to Monique.

"Why can't you just hate me like before, Monique?"

[monique bailey quentin]

Monique felt a bit of a stab at her chest at the eye rolling and the dull way he spoke to her. Of course his head stopped bleeding after he left, but..when someone was concerned, they tended to throw things right out the window of what they knew. Because she did know that, but she still had to ask. And apparently, it just got her stabbed. The pain only kept going when she watched him jerk his hands away, stand up and walk away from her. Mona just sat there on her knees staring down at the floor before sighing out softly and standing up herself.

When he spoke again, she slowly turned around to stare at him. His words echoed in her head and she stayed silent for a few moments to just give her a moment to really think them over. Though, she knew why she couldn't hate him anymore. Mona had found out that he really did care for her and actually loves her. And that he was willing to cancel the wedding for her own happiness, after she finally cave in herself. She only really hated him because him and their parents were forcing her into doing something she didn't want to do. She didn't want to marry Jeremy and she still stands by that, no matter how much her old feelings are coming to the surface.

Taking in a small breath she let it out slowly, as she kept her eyes on his face "Because I don't hate you, Jeremy. At least, not anymore. I only hated you then because you were forcing me to marry you when I didn't want to." she kept her voice calm, hell, those words stung herself and she didn't want to make them sound harsh "You and our parents were pushing me into something I didn't want. I don't like the other part of me. To continue on with it and marry into it, I just couldn't." she shook her head some "Maybe if you were---" Mona caught herself before she finished the sentence out loud and bit down on her bottom lip as she looked away from him.

Maybe if you were human, things might of been different.. she finished in her head.

[jeremy roger hills]

A small part of Jeremy wanted him to calm down immediately, but it was nothing more than a small voice in his head. His anger was starting to build up and he knew he wouldn't be able to stop it until he felt he got it all out. As Monique began speaking, Jeremy tried listening to her words, though got a bit sidetracked by his own thoughts. She said she had only hated him when he was forcing her to marry him, and Jeremy almost even threatened to throw her back into the situation again. He was just so fed up with heartbreak. His head had faced forward by now, so that his whole back was facing Monique and she wasn't able to see his expressions. It was probably a good thing, because he almost felt like he would cry with frustration.

But as she began speaking about another part of her, Jeremy became confused for only a moment until she said she did not want to marry into it. The main reason their parents had gotten them together was the whole fact that they were both Beta lycans, and he was soon to become the Alpha. Monique was caught off her sentence and it took a bit of silence for Jeremy to think of what she would have said or was thinking. Then, it hit him and he was honestly a bit stunned and confused. Did she wish he was human? Completely? Was Mona a prejudice to her whole kind and never even told anyone about it? After blinking a few times, Jeremy's regular, anger building self came back and he turned around to face her with the emotions he felt showing in his eyes.

"What, Monique? If I was human you might have felt differently? If I was human things would have been a bit different between us?" Jeremy could feel his voice rising as he inched towards Monique as he spoke. Then, another epiphany hit him, though he was done with being too shocked about anything. She wouldn't have fallen in love with any other species than a human and Jeremy knew that he had most definitely lost her. The pain only flashed across his face a moment before the anger returned and he spoke his words lowly and condescendingly.

"He's a human, isn't he? You fell in love with a human.

[monique bailey quentin]

Mona kept staring down at the floor, though still standing her ground as she took in his words. It was exactly what she meant. And she couldn't help but to only nod slightly towards him. She knew it was wrong to hate the other part of her, but she was just never comfortable with it and would never want anyone to have to endure through it all. When she looked up, she saw for a brief moment pain flash across his face before it was completely taken over by anger. Monique resisted the urge to take a step back, but she made her feet keep her in the her place.

But once the other words left his mouth, she felt them sting her. Mona always figured he knew that night she told him, why else would she of kept such a thing from him. She slowly shook her head "I never intended to fall in love with a human. You have to believe me." she said, staring up at the man before with with a bit of a pleading look. Of course, as her mind began to go through the past few months, she felt the pleading and hurt disappear before a bit of her own anger came to the surface. Monique stared at the floor once more, glaring at it before she finally realized something and looked back up at Jeremy, the glare being pointed towards him.

"You know, if you would of never agreed with our parents to marry me, none of this would be happening."

[jeremy roger hills]

Jeremy's face was hardened, his jaw tightly shut and his hands were balled into fists as he stared down at the woman he was so incredibly confused about. As she made up some excuse that sounded as if just trying to cover up the problem about falling in love with a human, Jeremy rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms, his arm muscles flexing a bit automatically. Feeling no mercy to her, and definitely not believing her, he spat his words at her for practically betraying their kind. "I bet you did it on purpose - to rebel."

But a part of Jeremy was becoming more surprised and surprised at everything he spoke badly about and to her. This was not supposed to be an argumentative, blown up visit; thankfully, Monique hadn't returned with anything negative and for a moment, Jeremy softened, feeling a bit of remorse as his arms and shoulders relaxed their tension. Unfortunately, the moment Jeremy was about to try and make peace with Mona, she instantly came back with blaming him in the first place for having agreed about the marriage with his parents. The anger returned and he threw up his hands in exasperation.

"There you go again, blaming me for this whole mess!"

[monique bailey quentin]

Monique felt her mouth drop open at Jeremy's words "I would never do such a thing!" she came back at him, her eyes burning with hate all over again for the man in front of her "One cannot control who they fall in love with." she told him, glaring deathly up at him. She really couldn't believe he was trying to make it seem like she made herself fall in love with a human. There was always a very tiny part of her that knew it was wrong and knew that she should love her other part and be happy to have it and be happy to get married to another wolf. But..Mona just pushed that tiny part away and allowed herself to fall in love with the human.

"That's because it is your fault!" she took a step towards him and gave him a hard shove in the chest, not caring how mad that most likely would end up making the man. Mona was pretty upset and angry herself "Maybe if you wouldn't of been such a jerk when I had shown interest in you years ago, I don't think we'd be in this situation right now." she glared up at him and took another step towards him, standing her ground, even though she hated that she had to look up at him "I take back everything I've said to you. I was stupid to think that you were a different guy than I believed you to be. You are a complete pig-headed jerk!"

[jeremy roger hills]

Jeremy felt the anger in his eyes as he glared down at Monique, not even having the time to appreciate the fact that he was above her and that it would have added to his ego. He didn't believe that she was telling the truth when she spoke of never purposefully falling in love with a human. Jeremy might have laughed at it if he wasn't so mad but, of course, he was coursing with anger. As came the strong feelings came the blind hate and Jeremy began to think that he never really loved Monique but lusted after her, and now just purely hated her, wanting nothing to do with her anymore and wanting to leave.

And as she continued yelling at him, the fire grew. When she shoved his chest, Jeremy fell back slightly on pne foot, but replaced it back in its spot and standing stronger for any further physical abuses on Monique's part. Feeling his hands ball up into his fists, even hurting his hands a bit as they shook, Jeremy let out a feral growl at her as she spoke but she didn't let up. Her cutting words were getting to him but he refused to let down his guard. Not now, not when it was getting this heated. But suddenely, Monique said something that hit below the belt and Jeremy could feel it immediately puncture him. She had hit a weak spot.

All the tension in his body was immediately released, including the anger in his face. His facial emotions took on that of shock and disbelief. So Monique was feeling the same hatred and opposition of previous feelings as Jeremy previously felt, but she had spoken them out loud and the damage was done. Feeling himself recoil, falling backwards with wavering steps, Jeremy blinked a few times and held on to the wall for support. Swallowing, feeling numb but managing to get out his words, he spoke and staggered for Monique's front door.

"You're right. I need to leave."

[monique bailey quentin]

Honestly, the way Jeremy became to lose the tension in his body and the anger disappear to be replaced by shock on his face, she slowly felt herself calming down a bit, but she was still standing her ground. What if this was just a trick, to make her let her guard down and then he attacks. Though, she would never think of Jeremy be the type to harm a woman, sometimes, that inner animal of theirs could take over and then..God, Mona would have not only herself in wolf form, but Jeremy as well if he attacked.

Mona felt confused as she watched Jeremy holding onto the wall for support. But the anger inside of her wouldn't really allow her to move and reach out to him, to let become concern and tell him that he didn't really mean what he said. leave.. she found herself glaring at him, as she moved quickly past him and stood in front of the door way, with her arms stretched out, each making a block with her body to keep him from leaving "I don't think so." she told him, as she glared up at him.

But she found it to be hard to keep the glare to her face. She really had just hurt him..Again. Why did she keep doing this? Mona couldn't really keep blaming herself for all of it, he too had a part in all of it as well. But as the words that were said back and forth between each other, she mentally winced as she knew it had been her that caused all of it this time if only i didn't say that i would rather he be human than a werewolf. he wouldn't be standing looking as if i just broke his favorite toy. Mona felt a pain ache inside of her chest, causing her features to soften and the glare to disappear. Maybe all of this was really her fault. If she just accepted who she truly is and accepted the arranged marriage between the two of them, maybe she would actually be happy and not feeling as if her world is crashing.

Before she could even stop herself, she pushed herself off of the door and wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips gently to his own. If he pushed her away, it would kill her, but she couldn't deny that she was finding herself falling in love with Jeremy. No matter how much they seem to argue "I'm sorry Jeremy. All of this is my fault." she whispered against his lips.

[jeremy roger hills]

Jeremy could feel himself caving in at last, no more barriers and no more support to hold him and he could almost feel even the sting of tears. Reaching out his hand as he came towards the door, he quickly withdrew his hand as if burned. Monique had stepped in his way, appearing more menacing than he could imagine and he quickly turned away from her but did not retreat. He knew that as soon as he wasn't feeling as emotional as he did now, he would physically move her to get through the door, but of course would refrain from inflicting any pain on her. But Jeremy could feel himself slipping still and he took in deep breaths, slowly losing the need to cry.

And suddenly, he felt two odd, unexpected objects around his neck instantly. They were arms, Monique's arms, and he didn't have anytime to think of why she would be doing it. Jeremy's subconscious, though, knew exactly what was happening and forced his body to turn in her direction as she did so. Jeremy's lips met Monique with the same surprising expectedness as he kissed her back. Feeling his arms wrap around her waist, he let his body do whatever it wanted now and knew that thinking would only screw the moment up. Just make her happy, he simply thought to himself. When Monique had pulled away, she apologized again and Jeremy felt himself saying words but did not think them and didn't think they made sense but did not care and continued kissing Monique after he finished.

"It's not anyone's fault. It just happened, and that's it..."