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I think I just ran over a...vampire?(16)Terror |
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“So how did you heal me?” Cian’s voice broke the silence that had enveloped in the room. I heaved a deep sigh and thought. I mean all I did was think about how much I wanted him to live and it just kind of...happened.
“I don’t know...” I replied, “I mean I saw you there unconscious and I just thought of how much I wanted you to live and the glowing thing happened.”
"Glowing thing?" Great explanation.
“Hmm...” he sighed. I turned my head to see his face, leaning my chin on his chest. “You know that feeling that everything has happened before?”
I nodded.
“Maybe that has got something to do with it. But I’m not quite sure what that feeling is either so it might not help much.” he looked into my eyes and I felt myself blush.
WTF?! Why am I blushing?!
Then I realized, it was the way he was looking at me. His eyes held a soft, loving look in them. I silently cursed myself for feeling so innocent. I felt like a child with him. Then the song “Bubbly” came into my mind and I smiled before burying my face into his shirt again.
“Why are you smiling?” he asked with amusement. I shook my head, keeping it in his shirt. I didn’t want him to know. It was embarrassing! I mean it shouldn’t be, but we all have those moments where we feel embarrassed for no apparent reason, am I right?
He chuckled a bit and, I swear, my entire body vibrated with his chest, like a tickling feeling throughout my entire body.
He’s still in his torn shirt... I realized. I turned my head to lay my cheek on his chest and looked at the open holes in his shirt. I could see the new skin that I had helped grow. It would soon fade into his old skin, at least that’s what I thought. I softly traced the new skin with my fingertips and relished the moment.
It was his turn to shiver as I traced a certain patch of skin over his ribs. I smiled and traced over it again and again he shivered. I could feel his body tighten as he tried to suppress a moan. I kept my hand over the scar and peered up at his face. Cian stared right back and ran his hand through my hair pulling me towards him...
CRASH!
We both jumped and looked at the door. He slid out from under me and stood on one side of the door while motioning for me to get underneath the bed. I did as I was told and watched with bated breath as he opened the door and slid out. With my limited view I could only see his feet leaving the room and the bottom of the door close.
My heart jumped into my throat as I waited, straining my ears for anything. Finally after ten minutes I slowly crept out from underneath the bed.
I know by now you’re probably screaming at the page to go back under the bed and stay there, but when you don’t hear anything for a while you think that everything is alright and that it’s safe to come out. I figured Cian was just talking to someone about something, after all, he was the alpha male, I couldn’t expect him to devote all of his time to me.
I tip-toed to the door and opened it a crack. Nothing in the hall. I slid out the door and pressed my back to the wall. My heart felt like it was pounding in my throat, it hurt. I was a little scared. Okay, I was really scared. I didn’t like the silence that was pressing on all sides. It felt like I was deaf.
The stairs were right ahead, but I crouched down and looked from in between the bars under the banister to try and get a glimpse of something that would clue me into what was going on.
I saw the profiles of about seven men. Well, five men and two “things”. Two men were holding one thing by the arms and two other men were holding the other thing’s arms. The things looked like they were struggling against the men.
That wasn’t what made me want to piss myself. It was the growling and snarling that sounded so fierce and blood-thirsty resounding up the stairs. It was a wonder that I hadn’t heard it before. It chilled me to the bone, making me shake and want to throw up right there.
Cian was the last man but he was standing between the two men, all I could see was the back of his torn t-shirt. He seemed to have his arms crossed and was looking at one of the things. I could barely hear his voice but I caught snip-its like “why,” “can’t do this now,” and “what were you thinking?” His voice seemed to be a deeper octave, demanding attention.
one of the things tried to take a swipe at the other and Cian caught the arm and held it. I could see the side of his face and one of his eyes. It was shining such a pure silver, it seemed to be giving off its own light.
The look on his face, or what I could see of it, seemed to be beyond anger. He squeezed the thing’s arm and it let out a yelp. Cian pushed the arm away from him and turned to the other thing. But this time he was baring his teeth. He let out a low growl that seemed to vibrate the air itself.
It was at that point where my ankles weakened and I fell onto my butt with a loud “thump.” I saw Cian whip around, but before I could see his face I got back onto my feet and ran back to the room. I closed the door, not really realizing if I slammed it or not. I slid down the door and held my head in my hands.
His face...that growl...
I knew that Cian would never act like that with me, but to even witness it...I couldn’t find words to describe what I was feeling. It was like that kind of feeling you get when you were little and with your parents in a crowd. You stop to look at something for a second and look up to see that your parents aren’t there anymore. That sudden terror of being lost with strangers, where your stomach drops to you’re a** and you start to shake. It was something like that. Face flushed with fear, stomach in the a** and you can’t seem to catch your breath.
But with this there is no feeling of relief when you catch the eye of your mother and run to her, getting swept up into her arms and being comforted and carried for the rest of the time. I sat there shaking. It hadn’t been his eyes or his expression, but that rage filled growl that felt like it shook me to the core.
My neck began to burn again. I slapped my hand to it and whimpered.
Why now?
 VicinityObscenity · Tue Feb 19, 2008 @ 04:36am · 0 Comments |
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