How I Survived

Part 33

*slightly mature warning guys. Nothing too major only slightly, enjoy :)

"So.." i muttered to myself pacing up and down Niks bedroom, the small board of evidence with string on was now transformed into a huge one where we'd both made appropriate changes and additions to update it.

We got the ring of Alek and it was in fact the same ring that was in the picture in the file and we didnt get a chance to see what the photo was of since Alek printed it out when we arrived and it's drying now

"Would your boyfriend be happy that your in another guys room, wearing a shirt that isn't his" Nik raised a teasing eyebrow at me

I'd changed into one of Niks Henley shirts since the last one was so comfortable and a pair of shorts and he'd changed into sweatpants and a black Henley shirt.

"I don't have a boyfriend" i looked at him as though he was delusional

"The pyro isn't your boyfriend?" he asked not using pyro as an insult but just as a way of describing Amren, he also looked relived at that? But then disgusted for feeling relieved.

"No, Amrens just a friend the fuck and even if he was being in another guys room would not define our relationship" i shook my head laughing causing the sunglasses to slip down a bit.

"Phoenix what the fuck" Nik jumped up from his position on his bed and walked towards me, his eyes now focussed on the part my slipped sunglasses exposed, me not bothering to push them up since he's already seen it.

His fingers hovered over the sunglasses as if he didnt want to see what was underneath before he slowly removed them, his soft and plump lips parted at the sight.

"They did this to you" he muttered anger casing his tone

"It's not as bad as it looks" considering the fact that i could only see with one eye that was a bit of a lie
"It'll be fine to open the day after tomorrow" i said truthfully

"Your going to have a scar there forever" his fingers gently and lightly touching the area around it, his eyes more soft then i knew eyes could be. If it were anyone else i would have removed my gaze from theres, hating such an intimate moment but with him I'm drawn closer, always wanting more.

"Tell me, what will you do once you've killed those who dare defy us" my back hit the wall our gazes never leaving each other's as i was then pressed directly up against the wall

"I'll build our kingdom" i muttered as our heads drew together "and I'd make sure we'd always be on top"

The tension in the room overbearing, our hot breaths mixing as desire pooled in our eyes

His knee pressed between my thighs as he tilted his head, bringing our lips so much closer to touching

"That day you were drunk" he murmured so close to my lips "you said you hated me, said you hated me so much" his raspy voice made the situation 10 x more tense and desirable

i honestly had no memory of saying anything to him drunk but at this moment i didn't care about that. I cared about what was happening right at this moment.

"You said it was because i made you feel" our noses touched, my hand coming up to rest where his neck and shoulder meet.

"I fucking hate you for that to" his lips claimed mine hesitantly brushing over each other for a few seconds, the both of us nervous seeing as it was my first kiss and his reason I'm not sure, before it rapidly turned bruising and harsh as though we were each other's life support.

His hand rested at the bottom of my throat as he pushed me harder up against the wall our lips passionately fitting together as if made to be.

At this point in time i didn't feel stressed, i didnt feel plagued by nightmares nor useless. I felt alive. At peace.

Our foreheads pressed together as we both eventually pulled back gasping for air.

His thumb slowly raising to my bottom lip pulling it downwards, running his thumb over it slowly, his eyes focused on the sight.

I playfully bit his finger as it went in my mouth a bit causing us both to smile giddily.

He leaned foreword as though about to kiss me again before he pulled back his hand moving from resting on my throat and the wall to his sides until i took a step towards him.

The tension was still very much present in the room as my hands looped around his neck pulling us into another kiss, our lips moving together in synchrony as he stumbled backwards towards his bed gripping my thighs and picking me up to sit on his lap as our lips continued there assaults on each other.

We pulled back panting as i peppered small and soft kisses down the side of his neck as his fingers gripped my thighs, the Henley shirt of his i was wearing rid up to my hips as he whispered a small "fuck" under his breath, my tongue swirling against his neck, not hard enough to leave a mark.

He flipped us over using his strong hand to hold my neck in place as he imitated my actions for a few seconds as my fingers gripped the back of his curls. His kisses upon my neck started a fire within me no one else could ever ignite.

Until the sound of the doorbell was heard the both of us pulling away in shock.

My fingers grazed my plump lips as Nik walked out the room fixing his attire to answer the door with lightly pink tinted cheeks.

I looked in the mirror Nik had in his room and saw my disheveled appearance. My black hair was escaping out of my plaits, my shirt was ridden up, my lips were red and plumper then usual as well as red flushed cheeks.

Who the fuck was this person staring back at me and where is Nyx?

I also just had my first ever make out session with one eye.

Heading into the toilet i fixed my appearance, washed my face with cold water, put in the eye drops and took some medication for the pain.

With that i walked out of the bathroom to be greeted with the sight of the whole family, Kat and the lady from my funeral all in Niks living room. Nik standing there unimpressed at the front of the room.