❝We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.❞ | Eleanor Roosevelt
♕ SAIGE ♕
"Oscar?" I call out again, cringing at the sound of my strained voice.
The ceiling lights suddenly lose their life, enveloping the entire house with the darkness that comes after the sun has set. The moon's light weakly shines from behind me where I had left the front door ajar. Its faintness barely reaching the edge of where the horror in my house began. The feelings of loneliness and worry tug at my heartstrings.
Shaking back to reality, my hands instantly go to the closest wall, feeling the thin wallpaper for the light switches that would somehow save me from the that darkness surrounds me. It nearly consumes me, filling my veins with fear and utter terror. Who the hell did this? And then the real question came to mind— are they still here?
My fingers shake and I suddenly feel the plastic outline of the switch and I hurriedly flip it upward, only to be extremely disappointed when the lights don't flicker to life. My shivering body stays planted in the ominous hallway, listening to every creak of wood and whistle of the wind.
My breath hitches when a large shadow suddenly appears before me, it stands at the opposite end of the hallway. It is very tall and has glowing eyes that pierce through my very being. My eyes widen in horror when the large figure begins to move toward me. A voice at the back of my mind yells at me to run.
That's when the adrenaline kicks me in my ass and I scream so loud that it shakes the entire house. My body spins around and I leap toward the kitchen where I can hopefully find something to defend myself with. But my plan is cut short when a pair of muscular arms wraps themselves around me, trapping me in their embrace.
"Saige!" A familiar husky voice shouts in my ear, making my body melt into a puddle.
I stop my thrashing and shouting. My skin recognizes the electricity that comes from making contact with only one vampire in this entire town. The grip from his arms loosens and I twirl around. I wrap my arms around his waist and bury my head in his chest.
"He's gone! He's gone!" I cry out repeatedly into the brick wall that is devoid of a human heartbeat. The body encasing it is cold to the touch, but somehow that comforts me.***
Chilly fingers caress at my backside all the way up to the base of my neck. A comforting tingle follows in a trail like manner. There's a slight tug at the rear of my head from my hair being gently pulled. My already puffy eyes lift to meet the chocolate brown hues that I often find myself staring in.
A furrowed brow contradicts the emotion I receives from the eyes. "Who's gone? What on earth are you crying about?"
"It's Oscar! He's not here and I—" The panic in my chest squeezes my throat tight and it becomes difficult to breathe again.
Carson hugs me tighter, "shh, baby. It's alright. I'm here and I'm not going to let anyone or anything hurt you."
My sobs begin to transform into an upset hiccup type thing as Carson rocks my fragile shaking body. The chaos of everything that's happening is calmed in an instant. A similar sensation to when a thunderstorm ends and rain stops falling. Everything turns peaceful and gentle again.
"Wait," I giggle and wipe my snot-filled nose on my jacket. "Did you just call me baby?"
Carson's eyes widen for a second, realization evident before his lips turn upward into a smirk. "Only because you were crying like a baby."
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