~Magnolia Knight~
I look at the ceiling of the treehouse, tears sliding down my rosey cheeks, while I listen to the wind slipping through the trees of the forest making them swing from side to side. I stand straight, when I feel the presence of someone climbing up the tree I found safety in, and my breath gets caught up in my lungs. I stare at the only entrance, waiting for the intruder to show his face. It must be one of my brothers or maybe even Jace. But I don't want to see either of them, I need to be alone. I nearly choke on air, when I see the chocolate brown fluffy hair of no-one else then Jace Reed pass through the small entrance of the treehouse. I wip my head to the side, not wanting him here. He betrayed me.
"Hi, princess." he says in a low voice, almost as is he was hurt. He shouldn't be, he left to leave me alone. " please don't give me the silent treatment. I have been waiting for months to finally be able to speak to you and now that I can finally hear your sweet voice again, you won't even look at me." I don't move, while he speaks and stay silent. My heart wants my body to throw itself at him, this invisible force attracting me towards him, but my brain knows better and forbids my body to get close to him.
Silence fills the treehouse for long seconds and I just fiddle with the hem of my hoodie, staring at the hurt I am hiding under it, while Jace keeps his burning gaze on me, sending warmth through my body.
"I didn't have a choice you know... it was either fake my death and protect you in the shadows, away from everyone or let you getting hurt and die. I couldn't let it happen. I couldn't possibly loose you princess..." he says and his words stay stuck to my mind. Protect me ? from whom ? Him leaving me nearly killed me physically and it definitely killed me on the inside. Was that worth it ?
"You broke me you know ?" I whisper and let a sob escape my trembling lips, as I look straight into his pained green eyes, those eyes that I searched for so long. "When they told me you died after the accident, my heart stopped beating, and I have the feeling it never started beating again, until I saw you in Blake's room today." I stop a second and watch, as the emotions wash over his face, before disappearing again. "Tell me the fucking truth for gods sake Jace, I can't take it anymore." I sob and cover my mouth to stop the cries that would only spill the hurt I try to hide on the inside.
I stand up in a rushed manner, unable to actually listen to his answer and decide that I need to get out of here. But before I can ever make a move forward, Jace is already towering over me and grabs my wrists and holds them in a tight grip on his chest, so I was now stuck. Feeling the warmth of his body so close to mine, I am unable to contain myself and fall into his protective figure. He let's go of my wrists, making the stinging on my left wrist go away and he wraps his strong arms around my tiny figure, making me snuggle deeper into his chest.
I sob into his shirt, gripping harder onto his back, because I am scared he might just disappear under my hands, making all this just a hallucination. He gently rubs my back and kisses the top of my head, while mumbling sincere apologies to me.
"I didn't get you out of that abusive household, because Nick and his dad are involved in a gang and they are under their protection. I could kill them and be enemies with their gang, but it would be even more dangerous for you." He sighs and inhales slowly, as if he was inhaling my familiar sent to calm him down, before he continues. " When I found out that you had a family, all thanks to your necklace I discovered two months after we met, I figured it was best for me to leave you. Get you some real protection, one I am sure I couldn't give you. So I faked my death and kept my leader position for the gang as an unknown man."
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Their Shattered Angel
Teen FictionTHIS BOOK NEEDS TO BE EDITED ! Living in a hell hole with her abusive foster parents and older brother is all she knows. Magnolia Cambell's body is covered in scars of her past and her present, as she tries to fight her way through life. She thinks...