Title Less than Perfect

Author Aqua 6969

Summary I was just messing around on my computer and ended up writing this. What if Serena and Stanton's relationship was less than perfect because lets face it: it is perfect. I for one am a little sick of it aren't u? It's just one chapter maybe I'll add more if ppl like it.

"Get the fuck away from me." Her voice was calm, but he knew that deep down her anger was immeasurable.

"Serena, please let me in." He begged. He wanted to tell her he was sorry, that he loved her but the barriers were up.

"Stanton get out of my room, get out of my life! Fuck! I don't love you anymore! Leave me alone!" The words hit him like a block of ice on the back after a warm shower. She didn't mean it, he knew that but…it still hurt to hear her say it.

"Serena please, let me in; I'm begging you, please. I need you to trust me."

"Trust you?" She spat, "I did trust you. You took that trust and stuck it up your fucking ass! Let you in? You want me to let you in? Fine! Let me show you what I saw!" Stanton felt himself being pulled into her mind, into her memories. He knew where she was taking him, but that was one memory he didn't want to see. He tried to pull back, but she wouldn't let him. She had become incredibly strong since she had chosen to become the Goddess of Darkness. Suddenly he was standing in a dark, cold alley. To his left he saw a girl dressed in a tube top and a mini skirt. Serena. Her normally beautiful features were twisted in an expression of deep sadness mingle with fury. She was looking straight at him, at least he thought she was, but as he turned to his right he saw himself. He was hugging someone. A girl. The girl was good looking in a sluttish kind of way. He immediately recognized the girl's face. Cassandra. Stanton stood there, watching himself kiss Cassandra's neck, cheek, nose, forehead and finally her mouth. There was no passion in the kiss, no love. It was pure physical attraction, at least on his side it was.

"You bitch!"

The voice came from his left. Stanton turned and saw Serena. Her face was dry now, showing no emotion. She started walking towards him, or rather towards memory Stanton and Cassandra. He heard memory Stanton mutter something under his breath and turned to see him hastily pushing Cassandra away from him. Cassandra laughed and leaned against the wall, preparing to take in the scene hat was about to unfold.

"Serena I can explain" memory Stanton said.

"Save it!" Serena spat, "You always have an excuse! And I always believe it, like the dumb ass that I am. We can't go on like this! I can't go on like this."

"Serena I—

"No! I really don't need to hear it."

She turned to Cassandra and before anyone could move Serena had slapped her hard across the face. Everything came out in that slap, her hate for Cassandra, her hate for followers in general, her anger towards Cassandra for trying to ruin Serena and Stanton's relationship.

"You bitch!" Cassandra muttered, as her cheek grew red.

"You wanted him, you can have him! Look! There he his! Go kiss his ass! Fucking Slut!" Only then did memory Stanton notice she was rising into the air. And he and Cassandra were rising with her.

"OH shit, Serena!" Stanton shouted as the distance between his feet and the floor increased. "Let me go!" He attempted to fade into shadow but couldn't. Serena wasn't letting him. He didn't know how but she had found a way to bind his molecules. Cassandra started to scream for help but no one came.

"Go ahead bitch! Scream your fucking lungs out. No one is going to hear you." Cassandra only screamed louder. But then, their feet touched solid ground.

Serena laughed, bitterly "I won't even waste my energy. The both of you can rot in hell for all I care." She turned to Stanton and, unable to resist kissed him fleetingly, but tenderly on the lips. He responded almost immediately but she broke the kiss before he could put his arms around her. She didn't know how she would respond to his touch. "Bye" she whispered and then she started to rise. Reality Stanton was rising with her, he was in her memory after all. But then he was back in her room and she was on her bed.

"This is the last time I'm going to tell you Stanton, get out"

'Serena please…" He reached to take her hand but she pulled away. She'd had enough. This wasn't the first time that Stanton had cheated on her, but it was going to be the last. She loved him and he loved her, she knew, but when they were together they only hurt each other. When she saw him with his arms around Cassandra the pain that coursed through her bones was more than that of any physical injury. This pain went beyond the skin. A blow to the heart. She didn't know if she could handle that pain again. She seriously doubted it.

"Serena I…"

"Please Stanton' she said, her voice breaking. "please…just leave me alone" As Stanton's physical form started to fade, Serena's eyes clouded over and one fat tear rolled down her cheek. She didn't wipe it away, she wanted him to see it, but when he gently wiped it away, she broke down. She buried her face in her pillow and sobbed furiously. Tears of anger, tears of sadness… And when she felt Stanton's hands encircle her she didn't resist. Instead she put her arms around his neck and buried her face in his firm, yet comforting chest. "Why do you do this to me?"

The aguish in Serena's voice brought tears to Stanton's eyes. "I'm sorry, Serena, I'm sorry." They were both crying now and that was how they fell asleep, wrapped in each other's arms. Neither knowing what would happen in the morning. If it ever came…

Title Less than Perfect

Author Aqua 6969

Summary I was just messing around on my computer and ended up writing this. What if Serena and Stanton's relationship was less than perfect because lets face it: it is perfect. I for one am a little sick of it aren't u? It's just one chapter maybe I'll add more if ppl like it.