Roy's alarm clock buzzed so loudly that Al swore a string of Spanish curses as he got up from his own bed to shout down the hall. "For Christ's Sake Reynaldo, would you turn that damn thing off!"
Roy's eyes suddenly shot open and he sat up in his bed. Confusion ran through his mind like water currents making him wonder what the hell had just happened. He placed his left hand on his sweaty face, and closed his eyes to concentrate harder. Only to regret it when he realized that what he thought had happened between him and Aradia had just been a dream.
"Figures," He scoffed. "Totally figures."
Emotionally and physically drained, Roy fell back onto his bed.
A part of him wanted to fall back asleep in order to recapture the passion he had so recently lost, but being the practical guy that he was he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"It'd only be a dream. A figment of my imagination." Roy muttered through gritted teeth.
Slowly closing his eyes, he vaguely remembered the look that had been in Aradia's eyes when he was dreaming. The look of desire, passion, and wanting, but most of all the love. The love he had seen in Aradia's eyes was what he truly remembered and what he wanted from her. He knew Al had a point and that Aradia was clearly in love with Dax, but he also knew that he didn't care. He was the one who deserved her and was going to have her. Besides, he couldn't handle losing another woman in his life.
He may have been very young when his mother left after Johnny's birth, but he still had problems dealing with it. Ever since, he awoke that morning to find his father crying in the kitchen holding a letter hand written by their mother. In spite of Al constantly telling him and his other brothers stories about what, lousy a mother she had been, Roy still missed her. He didn't really know how that was possible because according to Al all she had ever done was drink, smoke, and come home late at night dressed like a skank. Al was verbal about how awful their mother was. The way she yelled at them, cussed them out, slapped, and punished them on a frequent basis. In fact, according to Al she was so awful she made the woman from Misery look like Mother Theresa. Worst of all, Al said that the reason D was so quiet and shy was the way their mother treated them. So when she finally left, Al was glad about it. Unfortunately, he seemed to be the only one who outwardly showed it. Maybe because Roy didn't really know her so he always had to wonder, what his mother was like or perhaps without his mother he lacked female attention, which was why he felt awkward around other girls.
Aradia, however, had changed all that. When they had first met at the racetrack and she smiled at him, Roy had felt something special with her. Roy could honestly say that from the moment they danced at Jayce's party to even the time when she caught him as a werewolf and threw him in jail for safekeeping, he had never felt so in love.
As he finally hauled himself out of bed and got dressed, Melina's face appeared in his thoughts. He frowned at this because he felt bad that in spite of her finding out that, he was a werewolf and still wanting to be with him, he could not return her feelings of love. She was attractive, smart, nice, and Roy did care for her but no matter what he did he couldn't stop thinking about Aradia. But Aradia is in love with Dax, Roy thought bitterly.
This fact plagued him constantly as he finished his breakfast and got into his truck. However, it as he was turning the key and getting ready to drive to school that he also began to remember all the times Dax had made Aradia miserable. Twice she had come to him in tears over something he had said or done.
She deserves better than that, Roy thought, she deserves better than some leech who plays with her heart like it's some sort of toy. She deserves a guy who wouldn't make her cry, who would buy her everything she needed, who would worship the ground she walked on, and make her feel like the goddess that she is named after. She deserves...his thoughts trailed away as he parked in the parking lot of the school.
Suddenly, he heard a shrill laugh echoing through the air. He automatically recognized it as Aradia's. He then turned to stare at her as she got off the school bus, talking to Rhonda. Hearing her laugh made Roy smile with pleasure. How he loved to look at her with her long mane of red hair swirling in the air shining as brightly as polished bronze. How he loved everything about her in general. How he loved her and only her!
His smile, however, disappeared as soon as he saw the oh-so familiar gleam of wavy blonde hair as he walked over to where Aradia stood and swept her into his arms. Dax didn't even hesitate before giving her a passionate kiss in front of everyone and Aradia did not even seem to mind. Quite the contrary, she slipped her hands around his neck as her foot popped up from the ground.
Roy scowled as he saw all this.
You don't deserve her Dax, he thought to himself as he gripped the steering wheel and heard the crunching plastic, you don't deserve a woman as good as Aradia. You don't, but I do.
"Hmm God I've missed you," Aradia cried out passionately as Dax broke the kiss. "It feels like an eternity!"
"Aradia, you saw me just two nights ago," Dax chuckled.
"Wow that long," Aradia said in a playful yet sarcastic tone.
Dax laughed as he drew her even closer to him.
"Jesus! Get a room you two!"
The two of them both broke the kiss to stare at who had spoken. They groaned, however, once they realized it was Tristan. He was walking up from his grey Porsche convertible, swinging his coat over his shoulder, and propping his sunglasses onto his long brown hair. He grinned wickedly as he began to walk towards them.
Aradia, however, scowled.
While Dax, in contrast to his girlfriend, looked highly amused. "It's alright Tristan, I forgive you."
"Huh?" Tristan stared at him in astonishment.
Aradia too looked at him in confusion.
But Dax's intentions were soon revealed. "I can understand how jealous you are of my being with the most beautiful woman in the history of creation; both hidden or human, and how spiteful that must make you. Therefore, I forgive you for all the comments you must make as a result."
"Furthermore," He said dropping his voice to a low whisper. "I forgive you for just being you because out of all the offensive things you do I can honestly say that that is the biggest."
Aradia threw her head back laughing while Tristan scowled.
Slowly inhaling and exhaling a breath, Tristan said, "You know ever since Aradia moved here a lot of things have changed. Before I never even bothered to talk to you and now I have to tolerate your presence more than I care for."
Aradia stopped laughing and began to go practically red in the face.
Dax, however, still managed to keep his face smiling.
He was even able to retort, "Hey how do you think I feel Tristan? Before I didn't even know you existed, but now I have to put up with you and the fact that you speak to me when I really don't give a damn about your opinions."
Aradia laughed once again to which Tristan snapped, "God don't you ever stop laughing?"
She wiped laughter tears from her eyes. "Only when things stop being so funny."
For the first time, Tristan didn't say anything he merely snorted and took off towards the school.
"You know as obnoxious as the guy is I really do admire him," said Dax.
Aradia looked at him, extremely confused. "Why"
"Because God knows how hard it must be for him to walk around having the IQ of a rock and yet still act secure."
This time Aradia's laughter echoed throughout the entire parking lot, catching the attention of several passerbies.
Dax just chuckled as he turned back to look at her and began to draw her into yet another kiss. However, this was when the bell signifying the beginning of the school day chose to rang. They both groaned heavily as they drew themselves apart from their passionate embrace, and walked hand in hand to the school's entrance.