The Borealis Prophecy

Chapter Eleven - Second Best

Ric was kind enough to escort me to my bedroom. I would have invited him in but that would have given him mixed signals about how I felt about him. Hell, I didn't even know how I felt about him yet.

All I wanted to do now was sink into my sheets and sleep off the feeling that was rumbling inside me. We finally stopped in front of my door. When I looked up to say goodnight to him, his eyes flashed an amber and gold fissure within his tainted brown-black eyes.

His eyes revitalized, simulating the sun's wild beauty. My mouth hung open when a realization occurred to me, "You're... A Fire&Ash Elemental?"

He nodded, "I'm the only one whose ever been allowed here, until you."

"That's impossible, I saw you manipulate the earth. With our Elemental fencing blades, what happened?" I exclaimed.

"No, you saw what I like to call the formation of igneous rock," he grinned, "Molten lava cooled on the surface."

I moved my right hand from his grasp and touched his cheekbones as I stared into his eyes, "I don't get why I don't have the supernatural eyes. Even children do."

He shrugged, "I think your eyes are pretty."

I snorted, "Don't even try to lie to me. They are the most atrocious human eyes. I wish I'd worn my contacts today for you. They're so pretty."

"That's what makes them beautiful," he replied, "The fact that they're human."

"Oh god," I rolled my eyes as my face flushed even darker. He laughed as I crossed my arms and looked away.

He stood up and my eyes followed him as he turned to face me. He placed both of his hands palms up as his eyes shone the radiant amber. A small flame lit up from virtually nothing, with absolutely no effort put into it. It was a flawless perfected energy.

Something I wished I could produce. Pure beauty.

"Wow," I said quietly, "I wish I could do that."

"You have the endurance, I can teach you," he said as he pulled my palms out and interlocked them together, the way he had done moments ago.

My heart fluttered as his hands warmed beneath mine. I couldn't explain what I was feeling. I didn't want to feel what I was feeling, I wanted Elijah but something within me begged me and pleaded for me to choose Ric.

This is crazy; I muttered to myself, Ric is my tutor, my only friend here next to Elijah.

Ric's lips stretched into a smile as they welcomed a warm blush that tinted my cheeks and nose.

The blood rushed to my fingertips as I lousily lit them one by one, instead of the soft orange hue of the flame Ric had.

Ric began to laugh as I strained trying to concentrate on the palm of my hand, only for the finger flames to ignite more furiously. Embarrassed, I dropped my hands and sighed.

"That was good!" He exclaimed trying not to discourage me, "You'll do better your next try."

"Goodnight, Ric," I said to him.

"Goodnight, Aurora," he played with my name on the tip of his tongue, and for a moment I imagined what his tongue would feel like looping and fondling mine.

Get a grip, I told myself as I bit my lower lip, staring at his. I stopped him earlier from kissing me, but I desperately wanted to kiss him now.

God, I was becoming quite the promiscuous woman around here.

I rested my hand on the doorknob and just before I opened the door, Ric spun me around and passionately thrusting me against my door. His rather large hands caressed my hair as he held my face in his hands. My jaw rested along the sides of thumbs as he lured me into those dark persuasive eyes of his. He pushed his lips onto mine and I gasped as every nerve in my body electrified by an overload of boiling hot fire that radiated off him. I momentarily enjoyed as he slipped his tongue into my mouth, but my guilt rode over my passion. I pushed him off me and glared at him.