Printed

Eight - Black Vickler

Black Vickler

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I don't know how long we stayed like that. Staring into each other's eyes, our hands folded tightly together at my side. The fear i felt, I could see mirrored in his eyes. Though i recognise the fear in his eyes. And it's not the same fear i feel. Or should i say felt.

The fear in his eyes is the same fear i felt that first day. That terror i felt when i thought he would leave me. Excitement courses through me as i realize what this means.

He's accepted me. Us. He wants us.

I try to bring him closer to me but my arms are too stiff. My eyes, still stinging from the light, water. Oh God, i hope he doesnt think im crying because hes here...

"H-hi. Um... you probably don't know me... Or maybe you do... I don't know. You see a bout a week ago i came here on a mission to kill you and the King but then i saw you and all i could think about was protecting you from Black, i don't know why i didn't recognize you as Black when i first saw you. You look just like your photos,

Absolutely beautiful, i don't know you, were just different somehow. It's weird, I just wanted to protect you from the Printed. But then you introduced yourself and that hurt. Wow that really was a punch to the gut too. Not only were you a Printed but you were THE Printed. The girl i was sent to kill. I'd spent years studying you, studying your every move, so that i could kill you.

I was disgusted-" my chest hurt at his confession and i let out a gasp. Seeing my pain realization seemed to dawn on him and he continued his babbling. "Oh! Fuck! No! Shit. I dont mean YOU disgusted me, i mean i was disgusted with myself! How could I go home if i didn't kill you? So then i just wanted to kill the King. I couldn't leave with no one dead. it wouldn't have worked well for me.

Then the doors wouldn't open and i turned around and saw you again and i was horrified with myself. How could i ever want to kill you? Youre so perfect. It doesn't even matter if you're a Printed. So then i just wanted to protect you again. But if i didn't leave they would have come in for me. So i left. Once i was gone i planned to stay away. It - us, would only cause problems for us both, you wouldn't leave with me.

You would want to stay here and i couldn't do that. It would kill my mother. Plus i had a girlfriend- had btw, i broke up with her before coming back when i realized i only wanted you. She was nothing compared to how i already felt about you. So i dumped her. And came back. My Mother, she met me at the compound's gates and -" About that time he must have realized how long he'd been rambling because he blushed and laid his head on my stomach.

Which id have thought was positively adorable if i wasn't still stuck on the whole girlfriend thing. He had a girlfriend. My BORN mate had a girlfriend. The Born don't believe in Mates... They don't wait for their mates...

"Are you a virgin?" Immediately after asking, I regret it. I can feel, and see, him tense. I'm going to take that as a no. Im suprised im talking already honestly. I must have been unconscious after the transfer. (Which is rare, they usually wake up as soon as the body is finished printing.) "You aren't a virgin are you." It wasn't a question but he answered. Just lightly shake his head against my stomach.

I waited over one hundred years for him and he couldn't even wait, what, 19 for me? What the fuck is up with that?? Clenching my jaw I glare at him. "Look at me." Slowly he raises his head to look at me.

"How old are you?" I could barely get the words out i was so hurt and mad.

"I'm 18." The remorseful way he said it was so sexy and cute that i nearly forgot i was so pissed.

Is it concidered Pedofilia if hes my Mate?

"Um, What?"

Oh Shit Balls...

"Did i say that out loud?" The look on his face told me i had.

He's Like an open book.