Oakley Arison, she had so much yet nothing all at the same time. Bleeding into her chords, she promised that she would make their deaths worth something. That she would be exceptional. The posh well known lifestyle and pretentious foster parents was...
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"Wait..." I whispered out, my mind spinning with the possibilities of how she could have hurt it this bad.
But then my mind zero's in on when every one had left for thanksgiving and it was only her and myself at the academy. How that night that I had had a nightmare and Oakley was there and how she'd held me. But when I woke up the next morning with a headache, she wasn't there and the door looked like it had been pushed in. I knew I locked it before I had gone to bed but when I woke up the lock was gone and pieces of wood around it were broken off.
I dismissed it thinking I had probably done it myself by accident but when I found her playing the cello that morning her left shoulder was slanted and she looked slightly in pain even thought she dismissed it.
My hands clenched at the probability that Oakley must have injured herself by trying to help me during my nightmare.
"The door... you pushed in my door when I was having a nightmare to get to me even though it was locked, didn't you? That's how you separated your shoulder." I whispered out as my eyes fell to my lap, my jaw tensing.
"I'm uh- I'm gonna go find you some food while you guys talk" Elijah murmurs towards Oakley as he stands up and she nods slightly towards him.
"Abel-"
"That's how you separated it isn't it? Fuck... I'm so stupid, how didn't I put it all together" I whisper the last part under my breath.
I could have helped her if I would have just paid more attention. I should have noticed. I should have known she was in pain.
Her fingers slide in between mine, dragging me from my thoughts at the feeling of her touch. My eyes slowly looked up, meeting her honey green ones. Her beautiful brown skin now paler except for a patch of pink near her jaw. I eyes narrowed at the area confused to if she had hit the area when she passed out.
"I'm sorry.. I just- I didn't want to jeopardize my chance at the competition. I knew they wouldn't let me continue on if they found out but I needed to compete. And that night I just heard you screaming and crying and I thought something was happening so I tried to get through the door but it was locked and- and you sounded like you were in so much pain and I just wanted to help you" she murmured out as her eyes unfocused on mine.
It felt like my heart was breaking as I stroked my thumb across her soft skin, not letting go of her hand.
"Please don't apologize, I should be. I'm so sorry that I scared you and that I didn't look more into it. Forgive me, please Oakley say you forgive me." I said as I try to once again find her eyes.
"I forgive you" she murmured out as her eyes focused on mine.
"I really am sorry for worrying you guys"
"Oh please shush, don't apologize" I joked as she slightly smiled as she lifted her right arm in an inviting way, her fingers untangling from mine.
I immediately grinned and raised from my seat, leaning into her arm cautious of her left side. My head settles into her neck as her warm cinnamon-ey smell filled my senses and her arm draped lightly cupping the back of my neck.
I know we haven't even known each other for that long but I swear the second I saw her it's like everything that previously happened just kind of dimmed and the mere sight of her made everything warmer.
I slightly pull back as our noses were merely touching. Her fingers sliding into the hair at the back of my neck from the movement. Realizing our closeness, her breathe hitched as a visible blush spread across her pale cheeks. My hand lifted as I lightly pushed back a few curls behind her ear and I let my hand stay there, eventually laying upon the nape of her neck. My eyes darted between her eyes and lips as I slightly lean in, her eyes fluttering closed.
Buzzing spread across my senses as I lightly press my lips to hers, feeling like fucking pillows. She kisses me back shyly as I slightly leaned up, tipping her chin upwards to stay connected with my thumb as my hand cupped her jaw, not wanting the kiss to end.
It seemed as though a bubble surrounds us in the moment, as she leans more into my lips as my heart fucking melts.
I lightly suck on her bottom lip as her fingers comfortingly run through my hair in response. She lightly tips her head back, pulling her lips from mine as her eyes flutter open along with mine. Her eyes dazingly look up at mine as all I can focus on was the feeling of her lips on mine. My thumb meets her slightly swollen bottom lip as I drag my thumb pad across it, feeling it once again as she leans into my touch.
"Fuck, you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that" I sigh out as my eyes find hers once again, my thumb leaving her bottom lip. A smile spreads across her features as her cheekbones once again dust with pink. I drag my thumb across her jaw savouring the feel of her skin against mine as a small hiss leaves her lips.
I immediately still, my hand freezing as I notice the pink broken blood vessels from closer that I noticed earlier right below my touch. My eyebrows furrow as I slightly turn her head to look closer as I feel her tense below me.
Then I see it. A faint half fucking handprint of broken vessels dotting her skin up towards the side of her jaw to her ear.
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