Poison

Passive. 7

Adonis- Lucas

'What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuckkkk!!!!! Isabela's mother is in hospital because of some attacker. And now the attacker is threatening Isabela!!!!'

I rushed down the hallway back to Isabela's bedroom. I was hoping to sleep with her tight in my arms. I wanted to hold her. I needed to make sure she was safe. I wanted nothing bad to happen to her. She deserves to be safe. I guess she also deserves to know about her mother and maybe see her. These could be her mothers last moments. But a part of me wanted to be selfish and keep Isabela to myself. I wanted to give her another, much better life. Because her life with her father was shit.

I pushed open the door. She wasn't there. My heart clenched. Where was she? Where did she go? I left her right here.

'Maybe she went to the bathroom. she'll be back soon'

I waited on her sat on the end of her bed for almost an hour. I was getting nervous.

Tears formed in my eyes. But nothing fell. I began to fiddle with my hands in my lap. I then stopped suddenly. I realised I was doing what Isabela does.

The door then creaked open. Isabela slowly walked in, she looked tired and fed up. I had never been so relieved to see her. I stood up and rushed over to her. I grabbed her and pulled her into my chest. I hugged her as tight as I possibly could.

"Lucas?" She whispered.

"Shhh...don't talk" I told her. I pulled back so I could look at her perfect face. So innocent, yet so guilty and exposed. I tucked a stand of hair behind her ear. I looked deep into those emerald green eyes. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her up to me. I kissed her on the head and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I didn't want to let go.

I walked slowly over to her bed and sat onto it. I sat up so my back was leaning against the backboard. She was still wrapped around me. It was a very nice feeling. I stuffed my head in her neck. I breathed in her intoxicating smell. It made me crazy. She ran her finger up into my hair. She scratched and massaged my scalp.
I fucking loved it.

She pulled away and looked at me.

"Lucas.. what's going on?" She whispered.

I just stared into her eyes. Tears formed in my eyes. I wanted to tell her. But I didn't want to worry her. I looked down, if I looked at her any longer, I think I might have broken down into tears.

She grabbed a hold of my face in her hands. She lifted my head to look at her. A tear dropped down my cheek.

'Shit. She probably thinks I'm weak now. Why am I crying?!!'

She smiled softly and wiped the tear with her finger. Her eyes welled up too. Tears continued to stream down my face. I pulled her back in and I buried my head in her neck again.

She held me tight. She massaged my head again. It's like she knows I love it.

We sat there holding each other for a while. It was nice. We both cried in each others arms. And we didn't speak a word. We were just happy and comfortable to stay in each other's arms.

"Isabela.." I whispered finally. "Your mother's in hospital.." I told her.

She pulled away and looked at me.

Tears were in her eyes again. "Wha- what happened?"

I held back from telling her the gruesome details. "She got into an accident."

"An accident?" She stared at me blankly. It's as if what I had said had drained all emotions from her and now she was a walking talking puppet. "What do you mean by accident?"

"I'm not sure about all the details. All I know is...." I hesitated for a moment. "She was attacked. By some woman. No description. The only thing we had going for an identity, is a small tattoo of a swan."

Her face dropped. She looked as if she was contemplating something. She let out a breath and looked at me.

"so you have no idea who it is?" she asked. I shook my head. "where is she now? my mother I mean."

"She's in the hospital" I said quietly. "I promise I'll take you to see her tomorrow." I told her desperately.

"My mom is in the hospital?" She asked. Tears were pricking in her eyes. "I'm going now!"

She stood up and picked up a pair of leggings from in her drawers. She pulled down the basketball shorts, and slipped on the leggings and ran out of the room.

"Wait!" I jumped off the bed. "What are you doing?!" I ran after her. This woman is crazy. She is running out of this house to go to the hospital.

I can't exactly say much, I'd probably do the same.

"Isabela!" I chased her all the way down the stairs.

'Man this woman is fast!'

She ran all the way to my Tesla parked in the driveway. She unlocked it and jumped in the drivers seat. When did she get my keys?

She turned on my car and started to back up.

"Isabela, what the fuck are you doing?!!"

She stopped and looked at me. She looked desperate and pleading. I didn't know what to do. I walked around to her. I pulled open the door and grabbed her by the wrist. She didn't even put her seatbelt on.

"Who the fuck gave you the permission to not only run away from me, but then proceed to steal my car?!" She stared at me. Fear in her eyes. I got into the car. She stood there and stared at her hands. I looked at her. Then back at her hands. I swallowed and grabbed them in mine. I pulled her on top of me. She straddled me and looked at me in the eyes. I sighed and grabbed her head, and shoved it into my neck.

I know I was coming off annoyed. I understood why she would be scared.

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Isabela mae

I just kept my head buried in his neck. His cologne calmed my nerves. I was really worried about my mother.

I know exactly who attacked her, and that's what's freaking me out. I have the blade in my pocket. I grabbed it out of the drawer with my leggings. This was way to much for my brain right now. This quiet drive helped surprisingly.

We continued driving. I could feel his heart beating at a slow, steady pace, I felt my breath matching his as I watched his chest rise and fall peacefully. It made my heart flutter how caring he was while still being quite annoyed with me. It made me both nervous and soft at the thought.

For the duration of the drive I had my head resting on his shoulder and my hands played with the drawstrings of the hoodie he gave me.

I could almost feel myself fall asleep.

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AN: HEY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN A WHILE. IVE BEEN REALLY BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND STUFF SO I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND. HOPEFULLY I CAN FALL BACK INTO A REGULAR UPDATING PATTERN. I KNOW HOW FRUSTRATING IT IS TO HAVE TO WAIT AGES ON AN UPDATE TO A STORY. BUT I HOPE YOUR LIKING IT SO FAR.

ALSO BTW I THINKING OF MAYBE MAKING A NEW STORY CALLED 'Guilty as charged' UPDATES FOR THAT WILL BE COMING SOON.

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