A Taste of Darkness

Chapter 7: A New World

Scarlett

After the beach, I returned home where I managed to get a couple hours sleep. To be completely honest, for the first time ever in my life, I found myself not wanting to fall asleep. I wanted to have as much time as possible to make myself sure of my decision, but now that I woke up, now that I can hear the song of the morning birds and see the little rays of sunshine peaking through my window, it meant that my time was up. Today was the day. The day I'd meet his icy blue eyes once again.

He didn't seem like the type to like to be kept waiting, he even said it himself, so I quickly jumped out of the bed that surely was the cause of my back pain, and threw on the first outfit I could find. I didn't have any of what you would call 'fancy' clothes, skinny jeans and a cheap crop top- today's choice was one black in colour- would have to suffice, it was all I had, all I could afford.

I quickly retouched my makeup by reapplying my signature red lipstick, as if wearing red on my lips would scream to the outside world not to mess with me- as if it would scream to him not to mess with me.

I was really doing this, I was going to go out there and come into contact with his huge frame and burning blue eyes once again, I was going to tell him my decision. He was probably already out there, waiting for me to leave my apartment, cursing himself for how long I was taking, even though it was early and I had just gotten up and ready within five minutes. I wasn't afraid of him, I wasn't afraid of men like him, I had known and met many men like that already- but that's just the thing, something tells me that I haven't, that I never will, because there is no other man like him.

Stepping forward and gripping my hand on the door handle, I walked out of my apartment, carefully, to meet Ocean Eyes- Julio- once again.

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It had been a couple minutes. I was standing outside of my apartment, waiting to see any sign of some fancy car pull into the parking lot and a classy, put-together man walk out of it, but I didn't. All I saw were the usual and repeated things I saw everyday, such as the old woman struggling to walk her well-groomed Shih Tzu into the apartment building. Boring- not that I was calling Ocean Eyes exciting or anything.

You know what? Maybe he wasn't coming, maybe he had forgotten all about me, maybe this whole time he was just bluff-

Suddenly, I found myself being pushed around the corner and my back being crashed against a wall behind me. I felt something on both sides of my waist, holding me in place, hands to be exact; which I confirmed when I looked down. Everything around had started to become very dark, as if the day had been magically changed to night, as if something had completely blocked the sun above me. Tearing my gaze away from the hands wrapped around my waist, I turned my eyes up to meet the source of the problem, where two bright lights- a pair of bright blue eyes- seemed to light up the dark atmosphere around me, and I immediately knew what it was- or who it was. Only one person in the entire world had those colourful eyes, only one person I had ever met looked at me with that much intensity.

Julio.

His large, wide frame towered over my small one, it was just now that I realised how tall he actually was, that I really took it in. I was 5'6'', and I wouldn't exactly call that that short, but yet, I only stood as tall as his shoulders. He had to bend down quite a bit to grip my waist and angle his face so that he could look directly into my eyes with that intense stare of his, so I was sure that he was to share my back pain soon as well. Good.

He was wearing yet another ridiculously well-tailored and cleaned to perfection suit that left little to the imagination, shit. He had to be doing this on purpose, there was no way in hell that he always looked this good.