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I think I just ran over a...vampire?(10) Familiar |
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I pulled my head back and looked at the huge wet stain that I had left on his dark brown shirt. Roughly, I wiped my eyes with my sleeves and mumbled,
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to....cry all over you like that,” I continued to look at the bedspread like it was the most interesting thing in the world.
Wow, it looks so shiny in the afternoon light...Ack! Am I actually really interested in the bedspread?
I could see Cian shake his head out of the corner of my eye. I just couldn’t face him right now. That dream...I hadn’t seen it since I was ten. The night that....everything went wrong.
After that night I didn’t want anyone to take pity on me. That was reserved for my grandfather and he was– I stopped thinking those painful thoughts and blinked the few stray tears that had risen, away.
Heh, I must seem pretty pathetic right now...
A sigh escaped me and Cian tightened his grip on me. He moved a hand from my waist and gently pushed my head onto his chest where he put his head onto of mine.
“I don’t know why, but I feel so connected to you. I felt a stab in my chest and immediately thought of you. So I ran up here, past a few very stunned looking couple who had been making out in the hallway,” that part made me smile a little, it was the tone he used when he said it, “and opened your door to see you sobbing in your sheets mumbling something about your grandfather...” his voice trailed off as I tensed in his hold. A few more tears escaped my eyes and I was about to wipe them away, but Cian beat me to it.
He lifted my chin and stared at the trails that the tears had left, as he wiped away the new ones. I felt connected to him too. It was strange. It felt like I had been in his arms before...
Cian brushed a few stray strands of hair behind my ear and let his hand linger on my jaw. I really wanted to know why it felt like I had known him for forever. He seemed to be thinking the same thing. The kiss last night felt like it hadn’t been our first.
We stayed there looking into each others eyes as if they held the answer to the question we were both thinking of...
~meanwhile~
“So, Nate. How is the girl fairing?” the platinum blonde man asked.
“Everything is going according to plan. Gregor...I don’t want you asking me that again. And the act you put on when you circled the girl and ordered me around did not please me...”
Gregor’s eyes went wide, “But that is what you told me to do–”
“I KNOW WHAT I SAID.” Nate bellowed. Gregor cowered for a minute before staring at Nate with wide eyes as Nate sat down heavily on the couch in the parlor, rubbing his temples.
“I told you that I didn’t want her to know who I am. I didn’t tell you to undermine me.”
Gregor looked at the ground, shame in his eyes, “I’m sorry your majesty, I thought that, that was what you had wanted,”
Nate sighed heavily then stretched his arms over the back over the couch and glared at the servant before him. He waved his hand and Gregor left the room, almost too eagerly. Nate put a hand to his head again.
Well, my cover isn’t blown yet, so at least she won’t get weird around me...yet. Winry...how long has it been since I had said your name before then...?
Ooohhhh....mysterious. What could Nate possibly mean? What is the answer behind the feelings of familiarity that Winry and Cian are feeling? I won’t tell you just yet! Eventually my dear readers. I have to keep you hooked until the end.... sorry if it was a little short it was a spur of the moment chapter. Feedback please!
 VicinityObscenity · Tue Feb 12, 2008 @ 10:43pm · 1 Comments |
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