Someone once said god was in the rain. A thousand drops sent from heaven, a shower of sparkling glass, falling gently to earth. It was raining the night I was born the night...my mother died.
I used to think my mom was in the rain, that each drop of dew on my head was a message of her love. That was why in the dead of night, I had crept from Damien arms, out into the waiting darkness. His grip was like an iron cage around me, and that night I had felt...loved.
Giggling silently to myself, I watched the water tumble around me as the heavens opened, decorating the world, in crystal jewels, weaving through my hair like the finest treasure. I felt like a princess, locked in a world full of stars the heavens my window to the world, and Damien my dark prince. Stifling another snort of laughter, I held my hands open wide, my feet tracing circular movements in the earth, and then the earth moved. As I began to spin faster and faster my hands outstretched. A wild cry was torn from my lips as I through back my head in pleasure and screamed, a silent plea to the starry night.
However it was obvious id woken more than the watching gods, as a warm pair of hands ensnared my waist pulling me to a dizzy Holt, my world was spinning out of control. Briefly I had a deja vu moment remembering myself falling after one of my fathers 'punishments' and I felt the same sickening feeling as my world crashed around me. A pair of cold lips pressing at the hollow of my ear snapping me out of my memories. I felt a warm crimson blush steel across my features, and for once I was thankful for the night. Touching my cheek gingerly, I tried to preserve this new emotion. I was not given to easy blushes, not that any one notices as my face was usually marked by crimson scars. Beside me Damien growled in my ear in response to some unspoken thought.
"Come back to bed love" he murmured his lips tracing across my jaw. Pure coercion in the simplest form. I wondered why he had not questioned my absurd behavior, but instead we simply stood there swaying in the night, we clung together bonded in that one moment as the rain covered us from the silent night.
His lips were closer than expected and just as I lent closer, to inhale that sweet aroma; his eyes flared with an amber fire, our lips were inches apart.
Suddenly a growl interrupted us and the moment was gone, leaping into dampens arms id almost knocked us to grown. In the darkness Leena stood. Arms crossed her face livid; at least Damien had the expression to look sheepish...
Dropping to me gently to my feet he backed away from us hands raised in defense as Leena staked forward practically hissing it thought in amazement.
'you were supposed to be protecting her" she spat out the words, so many thoughts conveyed in that one gaze...."how are we supposed to protect her if you let her wander of in the night" Damien flinched slightly as leenas eyes flashed an iridescent red, that carefully controlled rage now emerging in full force.
'We were taking a midnight stroll" he said defensively, standing his ground. I thought with a surge of pride.
Anyway what should it matter to her if I wandered into the night?
"Because you're my.....friend" she whirled round her steely gaze on me. My eyes widened in horror then narrowed in instant suspicion how did she...?
"You're soaked" taking in my soaking clothes she dragged into there 3 story houses... her expression wry.
"Maybe its time I went home's said thinking of my father's poor health, my body locked down in panic instantly rejecting the idea, before the dreadful words were ushered from these lips.
"no...' came leenas strangled reply. Rachel growled from somewhere within the darkness, my weak human eyes to feeble to make out her exact location. Beside Leena Caleb laid a reassuring arm, around Leena her face distraught. What the hell was going on here I thought suddenly afraid.
