Kiss with a Scent

Chapter 9

"How are you feeling?" He looked like he was about to cry in the relief that washed over him.

"I don't know..." I felt blank when I combined all the emotions that came over me after what had just happened. Looking at Blake I knew why I loved him all over again. The times in hell where he was the only one there for me, we told eachother everything in the hole that was our lives. But those lives where one together.

I started to cry thinking of all the nights we had together, all the days that weren't days since they were darkness. I forgot someone who had been mine for 500 years. Under the watch of our keeper we had no one to laugh with, no way to grow, besides our other half. Now looking back on those 500 years even in Hell, these 17 years alone on Earth have been bleak.

Blake had saved me many times in hell, but not from death. Death had been all around, but he made me smile. The only real source of happiness. Laying here with him, I wished I could tell him how much I missed him.

"Blake?"

"What?" He started to lye down next to me. He looked exausted, but I had only been out for a night hadn't I? "You're sure you're okay? You've been out for days."

Well that answers that question. As soon as he said that, I felt so hungry. Ignoring my stomachs protests I continued.

"I'm sure. But Blake?"

"Yes Raven?" He said,  with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"I love you." I got the sentence out smoothly and he only froze. For a moment I was afraid he didn't want to hear that. The fear tore across me and sunk deep while his arm slide across my waist. I was pulled onto my side to face him. His cheeks were streaked with silent tears and I could feel myself sobbing.

My body shook with each incoming breath and I cuddled close into his chest, hopeing to calm down. His hand stroked my back and he hushed me.

"I love you too. Always." He pulled away and brushed the hair away from my face to kiss my forehead, but I pulled him down to my lips instead.

There was more to this kiss than there had been before in the woods. He pushed closer to me but only lightly, like he thought he might hurt me after I had slept so long.

"I remember." I chocked out.

His lips paused, sitting on my jaw. "Remember how much?"

"Everything, I think. I mean it's hard to tell what I can't remember when I can't remember it."

He smiled and held in a laugh. Light was streaming through the curtains of a small window and it looked like it was about mid day. After Blake led me to the bathroom I got into the shower. I could feel the build up on my skin from not taking one for so long. While the steam filtered out of the bathroom, the smell of food filtered in.

My stomach growled and I cleaned myself as quickly as possible while still making sure I was scrubbed down. My hair was tangled but I brushed through it and once again the loose curls fell. I felt my muscles relax and tention wash away with the water. Breathing in the steam I held back a cough.

After I finished showering I turned off the water and pulled a single towel off the rack. I didn't want to put my dirty clothes back on, but my other clothes were in my bag back at the hotel. I wrapped the towel around me tightly and folded in the end so I wouldn't need to hold it up, still I held it to myself and stepped out of the bathroom.

I felt very uncomfertable walking around with Blake, while I was only in a towel. Maybe I didn't really remember everything if I did feel this embaressed. It felt like so long since I had been with him, even though these 17 years were a miniscuale amount compared to the 500 we were together.