{"id":11038,"date":"2014-04-29T19:56:51","date_gmt":"2014-04-29T19:56:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/04\/29\/skinnydefenselessheroism-iamthefirechild-50\/"},"modified":"2014-04-29T19:56:51","modified_gmt":"2014-04-29T19:56:51","slug":"skinnydefenselessheroism-iamthefirechild-50","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/04\/29\/skinnydefenselessheroism-iamthefirechild-50\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

skinnydefenselessheroism<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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Summer is just shoving herself flat against the counter behind Stiles because of all the possible things to go wrong this hadn\u2019t occurred to her at all; Jesse hasn\u2019t actually spoken to her in weeks, not since that final disastrous meeting when he took her heart and stomped it into the mud. Andnow he\u2019s here, he\u2019s right here, saying the same ugly things \/in front of someone else\/.<\/p>\n

Jesse and Stiles are actually kind of similar in appearance, she notices idly, both tall and lithe and dark-eyed, but Jesse wears his hair long and curly and wild like the raver he is and Stiles seems more clean-cut, more straight-up geek than outright rebel. The smile he\u2019s wearing looks more like a slash across his face.<\/p>\n

Jesse looks Stiles up and down, obviously taking note of the Star Wars shirt and Converse. Summer cuts in before he can say anything, though. \u201cI can be here if I want to. You \u2014 you left, you don\u2019t get to have any say about my friends.\u201d<\/p>\n

The smile gets more cruel, and he leans over her petite figure. \u201cI\u2019m just doing my Godly duty, protecting people from \/you\/. It didn\u2019t work on me because I don\u2019t believe in it, but this guy obviously isn\u2019t so lucky.\u201d<\/p>\n

All she can do is protest, \u201cIt doesn\u2019t work that way.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Okay,\u00a0pal<\/em>,\u201d Stiles says, and now he\u2019s bristling, taking a step forward and\u2014yes\u2014seemingly unconsciously putting his body between Jesse and Summer. \u201cI don\u2019t know you from\u00a0Jack<\/em>, but I can\u00a0tell you<\/em> that I don\u2019t need\u00a0anybody\u00a0<\/em>‘protecting’ me. You wanna\u00a0back up<\/em> a little, \u2018cause it\u2019s\u00a0obvious<\/em> the lady here ain\u2019t feeling it and I\u2019ve known you for\u00a0three seconds<\/em> and I already don\u2019t like you so I\u2019m not\u00a0blaming<\/em> her.\u201d<\/p>\n

His shoulders are tense but his hands loose by his sides rather than balled up into fists. It\u2019s hard to really see the shape of Stiles\u2019 body beneath the multiple layers of clothing he wears, but Summer\u2019s seen his bare arms in and was just prodding at his chest\u2014he isn\u2019t entirely without\u00a0muscle<\/em>. Despite the fact that it seems his go-to<\/em> defense is\u00a0running his mouth<\/em>.\u00a0\u201dSavvy<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Jesse shoves Stiles in the shoulder, hard. “She’s already put you under her spell. Figures. It’s not like the little slut can get laid without lying.” His dark gaze flicks over to Summer, behind Stiles. “Quit stalking me, bitch. I’m immune to you, and I know how to deal with your kind now.”<\/p>\n

She opens her mouth to reply, and stops short at Jesse’s final words. She isn’t sure what he means, but the vitriol behind it implies bad things. “You loved me once,” she whispers, instead, “I know you did.”<\/p>\n

“You forced me to,” he spits back, trying to push Stiles out of the way to get to her. “You made me until I figured out how to escape.”<\/p>\n

“I didn’t! I wouldn’t.” She wants to cry. Why does this have to happen now, at a time when she most wants to make a good impression, a new friend? She’d no idea Jesse hated her so much now.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

skinnydefenselessheroism: iamthefirechild: Summer is just shoving herself flat against the counter behind Stiles because of all the possible things to go wrong this hadn\u2019t occurred to her at all; Jesse hasn\u2019t actually spoken to her in weeks, not since that final disastrous meeting when he took her heart and stomped it into the mud. Andnow … Continue reading <\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,867,21],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11038"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11038"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11038\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11038"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11038"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11038"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}