Chapter 3: Spider Lily

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~Victor~

  It took a while to come to my senses when faced with a hopeless feeling of wanting someone so desperately that it felt like a missing piece of my heart had finally return after being lost for so long. The heart that I was told to guard was burning in an endless flame of adoration when it had set its eyes on those ruby ones, entrapping any foolish enough to stare for too long. I didn't once blink afraid that if I did, that figure might disappear. The beautiful fae-like girl passed bye our group not once sparing a glance to any one of us. But I can tell she could feel the burning glaze of me and my brothers. The pair made their way to the entrance of the school, the hazel hair girl looked around seeming curious while my sweet rose kept a bored face, not caring about the amount of attention they were receiving. From the corner of my eye I could see Corey and Brandon look just as dazed and captivated by them, I had the suddenly urge to growl at them, she was mine, mine, ours. But I realized that they were starting at the hazel hair girl with the some possessive eyes, I knew me and my brothers had at our girl.

I return my glance to her not once paying attention to anything else even Sang, who I felt an attraction to at first seem to pale to the dazzling presence of her flame. I walked towards the school entrance, my brothers doing the same. I come close enough that I could see her pale neck enclose by a red choker. We formed a circle around her making sure no one would continue to stare at our treasure. I payed no mind to Corey and Brandon doing the same thing as us to their hazel hair beauty. I had to fight from kissing that pale neck of hers if I didn't want to appear crazy in our first meeting. I watch as her friend take her schedule and handed hers, I was able to see the name at the top of her paper and I finally had a name for my little fae.

Alice Sinclair

I repeated the name in my head and engrave it in my heart. I can't help wanting to learn everything about her. I wanted to know how her lips felt, the feel of her hair, and her body on mine. I had to stop my thoughts from getting any deeper than they already have. It was kinda of hard to do when she kept sucking on that lollipop staining her lips, a cherry red. It was a darker side of myself that I was a little afraid to show anyone but my family. A loud shout from my right startle me from my thoughts, I already know who it was as out of all my brothers, one had the less patience when it come to what he liked.

"Fuck, fuck, damn it! Where the fuck have you been my whole life, I never seem hair so fucking beautiful before !! It mine now, Cosette ."


Gabriel, the potty mouth of the group, had finally snapped. I can't blame him as I wouldn't be surprised if I burt out something embarrassing in my nervous state. It seems that shout pulled Alice out of wonderland, with how she didn't even once glance at her schedule and was struck in her head. The pair turned around to find the person responsible for the loud voice just behind them. They looked at each other probably wondering who he was talking about. And Gabriel walked straight up to her face not minding personal space, his hand trembling in want to touch her hair but restraining himself.

"You, goddamn. How the fuck is your hair pure white like the freaking moon and look soft as snow?

Typical Gabriel complimenting someone while also at the some time insulting them. I watch as she tilted her head to the side while blinking those pretty red eyes at him and her lips in a deadly pout, I could see the way he crumbled from that simple action. I felt the same way as him, and held back the urge to pat her on the head. The staring contest between them lasted for a while before Alice made a motion with her hand, it was for Gabriel to lean down. Her hands reached out to his hair and started patting and rubbing his head. Gabriel was stuck frozen it seem he was not even breathing at this point. But before long, his face turned a bright red you could easily tell how embarrass he was yet he remained still. I couldn't help but be jealous, I wanted her to do the same to me. After a while of head rubbing from her , she finally stopped before Gabriel could composted from embarrassment then take one of her pigtails and put it in his hand. I could see the shocked expression on her friend's face that she didn't allow just anyone to touch her hair. Gabriel for the first time didn't seem to know what to do in this situation but before long him started feeling and touching that piece of silk moonlight hair like someone who had find their only purpose in life was this single moment. He had his eyes closed and appearance disheveled but before long that single piece of paradise was taken from him that the expression on his face was one I seen once on Gabriel a long time ago. A crazy manic look enter his eyes as the dainty beauty turned towards her companion and step away from us not once had she spoken a word to them, that Victor wanted to hopelessly beg those delicate gloss pink lips for mercy, a single word just to hear her sweet voice once before she disappeared. They wouldn't be able to see her into three days later when the semester started on Monday and already those three days seemed like forever. If as sensing my thoughts she open her pretty lips to utter a simple sentence and all over again I was bewitch by this dangerous creature standing before me.

" Piccolo tampesta , per ora addio."


A soft whisper of a silky sweet voice carried in the air that made one want to grasp it in their hand, so that voice belonged to them only. She took her friend's hand and started to make their way into the school with nobody getting in their way, as if there was an invisible barrier between them and everyone else. And us hopeless fools were left standing there not know if what we had just experienced was wishful thinking or dream that none of us were willing to escape from. As much as I wanted to follow her it was not a good idea in the state I was in, I had to get my mind working again and stop the blush from spreading more on my face before doing something else. It was the first time I felt this way about another person, the sliver medallion given to me by my mother was burning my chest, beating in a melody of an unknown tone searching for its matching song.

















Spider lily; truth, freedom, inspiration

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