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Athena

"Okey, you too move". I try to escape from they hold, but they make more force. The surprising thing is that even though Milo is five years old, he does know how to force himself. I sigh. 

"No". The both of them say, at the same time. And I giggle at their childish behavior. 

Milo in the end gets tired of standing, so he sits down near my feet and starts making meaningless figures. Atlas seems to be very happy to be able to have me completely in his arms, I turn my body towards him. Sticking them. And rest my head on his chest. Atlas and I sigh at the same time, I don't know why, but what I know is that right now I'm calm. I am fully aware that this will have to end, but not right now. 

"What are you drawing, sweetie?"

Milo turns his head towards me, and pulls back a bit so I can see it. Its a wolf. The details aren't very good, but you can recognize that it is a wolf. 

"Do you like wolfs?". I question him, his face lights up at that question.

"Of c-course. My p-parents were the gammas, and everybody in the pack loved them. My parents s-somet-times let me walk around the area, and I always came to the same place. A not very large field, where there were more w-wolves; a little bit older than me. Who were playing and running among themselfs"

Pack? Gammas? What does it mean?

"What do you mea-". Before I could finish, Atlas interrupt me. I give him an annoyed look, tired of being interrupted.

"Nothing. He is just a little shaken up, so he doesn't know what he is saying"

"I know exactly what I'm saying". He says it almost screaming and gives Atlas a hard look, while he sticks out his tongue at Atlas. I kneel down, to be eye level with him, and I high five him. We both smile and giggle at each other. 

"Hey!". Atlas exclames, and tries to come to me. But I shake my head, he gives me a confused look and I shake it again. 

"Please, let me touch you, let me be at least next to you". Now I feel sad, but I have to stick to my plans; that are put myself in favor of Milo. 

"Karma can be very fucked up". I tell him with a playful smile. He shakes his head, smiling, in diesbelief. 

"What does it mean 'fucked up'?"Milo asks, while he makes strength to be able to stay between us. Shit, I didn't realize I have said that. What do I say, what do I say? Noticing the nerves, Atlas answers for me. 

"Its something you can tell when you're older". Atlas tries to tell him, with the voice as calm as possible. I can see that Milo is starting to get some confidence with him; not to touch him, but at least he doesn't freak out when he hears Atlas voice anymore. 

Step by step. 

"So I want to be older!". He exclames, all excited.

"You're so cute, sweetie"

"T-thank y-you". I can see a little blush forming in his ears, he tries to hide it, but with his short hair its impossible. 

"And what about me? I'm not cute?". I am starting to like this side of him; the jealousy. It makes him adorable. 

"You're other things". The eyes of Atlas changes completely, to jealousy to interested. 

"And what exactly am I to you?". Atlas puts his hands in my lower back, to get me closer to him. I don't protest. I don't want to. And brings his face closer to mine, our breaths synchronized. And starts kissing the center of my neck, I supress a little moan, when he arrives at my jawline, he continues kissing it, sucking it. 

"Ew, this is so gross. M-mommy and daddy did that all the time"

I am such a bad person, for a moment I forgot about Milo being here. My mind focused only on Atlas. He on the other hand, is not affected, on the contrary, he looks happy, as if he didn't care that Milo had just seen us. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, sweetie"

"But my m-mommy told me that a person will do these things so intimate with someone when they are in l-love". Milo mutters. The shock clear in my face. Atlas smiles at him, and nods his head. Now I'm even more confused. 

"Oh no, no. We aren't in love. It just, that we got carried away, right Atlas?"

"Speak for you, because from my part it is different". Atlas contradicts me, and now I'm twice as confused. 

What?

I don't understand anything. 

"So you're not in love?". Milo asks again.

"No"

"Well..."

"Don't even think about continuing that phrase". I tell him, pointing at him with my index finger. He drops his head back, and nods his head. 

Then the ground begins to shake; it starts slow then it goes a little bit faster, and the leaves of the trees fall to the ground. 

"It seems, love, that for the moment our time together has come to an end"

"What are you saying?"

"I don't want for her to leave". Milo screams while crying, his tears falling from his eyes.

"But I assure you, love, in a very short time we will see each other again, and that is a promise"

I don't know whats happening, but I take them both, and hold them to my chest. Milo and me crying, and Atlas has red eyes, but he doesn't cry. 

"Take it out". I tell him delicately. Then he starts crying, and he sticks me to his chest while he cries in my hair. 

"I don't want to lose you, I just got you"

"You won't lose me". I say while passing my fingers through his hair. 

The thing is that I can't say or do anything else, because suddenly all I can see is black, and I hear something before I pass out completely.

"Athena! I will come for you" 

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