Chapter Four:The Kiss

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I move toward Marcus, and he turns away, heading for the road. I jog to keep up with him, and finally reach him a few yards up the road. "Why are you walking so fast?" I gasp out. He sighs, coming to a complete stop. "Bis- Elizabeth. You need to forget everything that happened between us. None of it matters now. Do you understand?" Marcus tells me.

What is he talking about? "What are you talking about?" I voice my thoughts aloud. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "You know damn well what I am talking about." He growls at me. Wait... "You mean the kiss? Marcus, that was 2 years ago. I was 16 and you were 22. Hopefully, we're mature enough not to get stuck on something so trivial as that." Marcus blinks, almost as if he's surprised by my words. Is he? "Ok, I mean, uh, good. Yeah, good." Then he walks faster, leaving me trailing after him.

Why would he think the kiss meant anything? I was only 16 and, yeah, I'd never been kissed before but that doesn't matter anymore. Nothing that happened in the past matters anymore. Emotions don't matter and they sure as hell shouldn't influence peoples decisions.

We walk in silence for a few minutes before he turns around again. "What do you mean it didn't mean anything?" He demands. I blink at him a few times, confused as to why he would care. "It was a long time ago and a lot has happened since then. Even if it did mean something, all of that is gone now. No one has time for love, or even lust. The only thing we should be focused on is surviving. Not how warm and safe someone made you feel years ago." I tell him, my voice wavering at the end. Why did it do that? Do I still care about him?

Before I have time to think anything else, Marcus is standing in front of me. RIGHT in front of me. I can feel the heat radiating from his body and I can smell the scent of the woods and nature.

"So it means nothing? You're completely over it?" He asks. I look him in the eyes and open my mouth to speak, but I can't. I tear my gaze away and swallow, forcing my head to nod. Marcus gently grabs my chin and turns my head, forcing me to look at him. "I don't believe that," he tells me, before leaning in and placing a kiss on my lips. I think he meant for it to be quick, but once he actually kisses me, all intentions are thrown out the window. He clasps my face in both hands and I put my arms around him, pulling him closer. He moves one hand to tangle in my hair and places the other on the small of my back, hugging me to him.

Letting out a low moan, he deepens the kiss. I respond immediately, gasping at how good he feels. Every time he moves, even the smallest movement, I can feel his muscles beneath my hands or pressing against me.

I'm so immersed in the kiss I almost don't notice the groans and shuffling coming our way.

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I'm so sorry!!!!!!!! I haven't really felt like writing for this book Ina while because I had a few of my friends read it and they didn't like it. But I am determined to finish all of my books. This is the one I will be working in the most, so I hope I have fans! Please don't murder me if I don't keep up a schedule. I have theatre and I am Elise in the play and I'm assistant director so I have a lot on my plate. I will try to update every week, sometimes 2 or 3 times a week. Ok. I'm out. I'll update soon, trust me. ;)

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