Save Me

Chapter 56

A light sound buzzes waking me up. My eyelashes flutter and it takes me a few seconds to adjust my sight and realize where I am. I gaze up only to find him laying under me.

His eyes are shut as I hear his rhythmic slow breathing. His chest rises and falls slowly while my hands are placed upon it. His head is leaned in the side making his hair fall gracefully on his forehead. The moonlight that has slipped in the room through the glass window strokes his face, allowing me to see him clearly.

He indeed looks like an angel now more than ever. He looks so calm and peaceful as if all the weights have been lifted by this shoulders, freeing him. He doesn't appear to be an evil demon that was raised from Hell to trick me. The way the light graces his eyes and lips, casting shadows upon his beautiful face provides an angelic peace. A peace that passed through me too. A peace I craved and offered me so generously. Angels have this heavenly ability, not demons.

I glance at the nightstand next to the bed and looking back at his closed eyes, I take it in my fingers. A message flashes on the screen.

Nice talk babe. Can't wait for the next one. A name appears on it, Racheal.

I read the text again and feel the anger pass through me in waves. I place it back and attempt to get up from the bed. How stupid I must be to even consider his words? He lied to me like he always did. He just used me again wanting to get back together and I almost thought about it. I can't believe my own stupidity.

His arms are so tightly wrapped in me and I can't move despite my constant actions for it. He realizes me before his eyes open. His blue eyes gleam under the light and I see relief dominated them as he realizes that I'm still here. Not for long though.

"Let me go,"

"Why? What happened?"

"Nothing, I just need to go,"

"What time is it?" I roll my eyes not having any luck controlling my nerves. He used me again to processed his plan that fell off the tracks and I almost bought it. Again.

"I don't know. Let me go!" I exclaim taking his arms in my hands. I try to take them off but he has got a different opinion. The sleepiness seems to leave his eyes. He sits up taking me with him. I pull away but his arms slide further around me circling me.

"What's going on?" I stare down at his concerned blue eyes. All the tranquility has evaporated.

"Corbyn let me go. I want to leave,"

"Alright, I will but first tell me, what is it?" He asks, his eyes never quitting following me. And unfortunately, I can't help the fairies that dance inside my stomach. Even my heart flutters in my cage rib.
"Check your phone," I snap and he frowns. His hand leaves me and I grab the chance to take off rapidly. But he's stronger and faster than me; he always was. He rolls us over so I lay under him looking up at him. His weight is pressed on me not giving me a portal to go.

"You need to stop doing that," He murmurs causing me to roll my eyes.
"You're the one to talk," I retort and see him ignore my comment as he takes the phone in his hand. I see his eyes going from one end to another, reading it before they land on me.

"What about it?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm not. It's just a text," He replies as if nothing is wrong and I'm being nothing but insane and exaggerated.

"Oh, it's just a text," I repeat. "Do you see the word baby in it?" He cocks his head running his head through his blonde hair. "I didn't even call you that," I add and I notice the corners of his lips curve upwards.