I'm No Superman

Chapter 1

"Evil is a point of view.

God kills indiscriminately and so shall we.

For no creatures under God are as we are none so like him as ourselves."

-Vampire Lestat from Interview with a Vampire.

My fingers chilled under the carriages glass as I traced rain drops that had started to fall. I leaned in closer to the window, fogging it up with my breath. I ran my fingers through the fogged spot, smearing the mess my breath had made before leaning back into my seat.

Looking over at the other side of the carriage, I saw Evan smiling at me. It was a thoughtful smile that tugged gently at the corners of his lips. 

"What?” I shyly asked.

“Your beautiful, Phoebe.” was his only reply.

The look of admiration on his face was enough to make me return the smile. After a second of looking into his eyes I looked forward to the driver and asked politely, “Stop the carriage, please.”

“Madame, it’s raining.” The driver was confused.

“I am aware, but if you would please.” I tried to be as polite as possible.

Evan wore a look of confusion and concern, maybe even a little hurt. “Is everything okay?”

The driver pulled on the reigns to the horses. As we came to a bumpy rough stop, I opened up the carriage door and jumped down into the rain with ease.

“Phoebe, what are you doing? What is wrong? It is starting to rain.” Evan said just barely standing within the carriage door.

“Come on.” I said smiling up at him, and gesturing to him to come out of the carriage with me.

“But it is raining?” Evan said looking up to the sky as he said it. Confusion plastered all over his handsome features.

“I am aware.” I repeated, “You‘ve never played in the rain as a kid.” I asked comically.

“Well yes but…” He trailed off. This time he was looking me in the eyes, after a moment of contemplation he jumped down from the carriage and was now standing a couple of feet in front of me.

I walked to him, closing the gap between us. I gently rested my hand on his chest and looked up into his dark brown black eyes. Standing on my tip toes, I reached his ear and whispered, “Catch me.” just before I turned around, lifting my dress to avoid sliding it across the already damp muddy ground, and ran into the open meadow that stood before us. It was a small opening leading to deeper woods, crawling with tall grass and sprinkled with bright wildflowers.

I turned around to look at Evan after I started running and saw hesitation, before a smile came to his lips and he became in pursuit of me. In no time at all he caught up to me, but he prolonged actually catching me to keep the game and the fun going longer.

I tried my best to dip and weave and run, but eventually he did catch me. He grabbed me around the waist with both of his hand, wrapping them around me in a snug yet comforting bear hug. Just before he had grabbed me I stepped in a hole. Therefore a trip that was intended for just me became both of ours, as I plummeted to the ground with Evan following close behind. In the last second of falling Evan managed to get himself under me. I didn’t even see it coming he was so quick about it. I landed on top of him, landing face first into his chest.

“I’m sorry, Evan.” I said apologetically, “I can be a complete klutz sometimes.”

“No harm done.” He said simply as he tucked a fallen strand of hair behind my ear, leaving his hand to linger. Softly caressing my cheek.

We were staring into each others eyes, and I felt such love radiating from him to me. Even though neither of us has said it yet, we both knew of the others love. Evan slid his hand up through my hair to the nape of my neck. “You are so beautiful, Miss Phoebe Howard. I love you, more than you will ever know. I guess I’m just scared that maybe you would see me as I really am, and never love me back.”

It was the sweetest thing I have ever heard from him, and he really was quite poetic. In other words cute and adorable things left his lips all the time. That was a side of himself he didn’t let others see, he wanted to be portrayed as a tough guy and he was, he could do anything.

“Evan, I do see you as you are. The handsome man I love, and will marry someday.” I said with the most confidence. I have had gentlemen callers before, but they were never him. Evan was different, special. It’s in the way he carries himself, his charm. He can light up any room he enters with his bright smile, comical wit, his roaring laugh. He makes you fall in love with him; even from a distance you become magnetized. There was no doubt in my mind that I wouldn’t eventually marry this man. If it is his wish as well, that is.

With that he leaned up closing the small space between us, and pulled my face to his and kissed me passionately. Our kiss radiated such an emotion of bliss and admiration. It was perfect. He still had one hand in my hair at the back of my neck, and the other found its way to the small of my back. As I rested both of my hands on his chest.

The rain that was once soft and enjoyable began to beat down on us, but that didn’t stop us. Evan rolled over putting me on the ground, positioning himself over me. He did this with out breaking the kiss or the intensity. He started to kiss my cheekbone, moving farther down to my neck, and farther to my shoulder bone. He kept moving up and down his sweet kisses turning rougher, harder. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips, and pleasure radiated throughout my body.

I grabbed his face cupping it with both of my hands. He stared into my eyes, as I stared into his for a long moment, before I brought his face to mine and we began to kissing again. His hands began to search my body just barely running over my curved torso, letting his hands stay around my waist. I found breathing becoming harder and harder, unable to control the emotions that were unfamiliar to me. Nobody has ever touched me the way he was right now, and I never wanted it to end.

On the opposite side of the meadow lightning fell hitting something at the edge of the forest with a loud crackling sound. This was enough to break the intense moment we were sharing. Evan yelled over the rain and the noises of nature, “Maybe this isn‘t the safest thing in the world.”

I yelled back my voice a little strained, “Yes. I am sure it is not, yet I always feel safe with you.”

Evan gave one single kiss to my bare forehead before rising up above me helping me to my feet. As we walked back to the carriage hand in hand, Evan said, “Your father‘s going to have me killed if he sees your dress.”

“No, it’s the maids you‘ve got to look out for on that one.”

We both laughed as he helped me into the carriage.