what’s in it for her ? the nerve of her that she would even ask that question shows just how well her acting worked. ian wouldn’t have believed it a month ago. she’d covered herself up so well that he thought he’d be with her for a long time, after high school, maybe after college —— but she’d proven to him again that they could never be. well, unless he was able to really reach out to her. it didn’t stop him.
he lets out a sigh as he thinks of his next move. ian isn’t sure if it’s what she wants — no, it’s not. she wants the bomb to go off, she wants these people to die. but he could never be able to see why. not from his perspective. his duty was to protect, not destroy. and scarlet — well. she obviously raised herself in a different line of thinking.
he relaxes himself. play it safe, ian. offer something else she’d want.
❛ alright. uh —— call the bomb off, get rid of it, disarm it, and you and i can…do something later. you know. like, get in bed something. if that’ll get you to stop, then sure. ❜
god, he hates himself at the moment. but if it’s what he has to do to save people’s lives from her explosion, it’s more than enough of a chance that he’ll take.
❛ we got a deal, scar ? ❜
it’s almost a snarl, and the irritation is clear in the way she leans back in her chair, arms crossed and long, dark hair tossed to the side. she likes the idea –– perhaps even misses the feel of him under her, the warmth of his neck in her grip –– but the reluctance, the hesitation in his statement offends the ego she’d hidden away for the longest time. it wouldn’t be accurate to say that he’s wounded it, no. all he’s done is misstep, misspeak, and all she’s going to do is set him straight.
❛ sounds awfully like you’re the only one getting anything out of that. what, you think you can save the school, get your dick wet and do it all while in that uppity moral high ground you think you’ve got ? ❜
the laugh she gives him is humourless, and she shakes a dainty little finger at him, her grin nothing like the seemingly genuine smiles she’d afforded him once upon a time. no, she is all sharp teeth now, and he would do well to remember that.
❛ uh-uh. you don’t get to do that and then keep parading around as a paragon of righteousness and virtue, baby. you suggest something like that to me, well –– you’re going to have to be honest and own the fact that you want to do it, too. only way i’d ever consider taking such a subpar, half-hearted offer. ❜
scarlet sets her chin atop her palm, the fire of her anger tempered momentarily and replaced with a playful glint in her eyes. for a moment, she looks like normal scar. nice scar. like she’s about to whip out a good-natured joke, tease him for his disheveled hair.
but she’s not nice, not anymore. and she never was. seeing him struggle with that is perhaps half the fun.
❛ see, baby, if you wanted me to fuck you, all you have to do was ask. ❜
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