The Darkest Twist : A Lords Of The Underworld Fanfiction [Mature]

13 Touch And Be Touched

*Reyes PoV*

I felt her before I saw her. Or rather, Pain felt Charm. I was still in the dining hall, when I saw her pass the room and beckoned me to her. The others didn't see.
So I made a faux excuse to get out of the room and waved a bye to Danika before following her.

"What, Luce ? You were in such a good mood when you left," I said when I caught up to her rounding the staircase. She halted and turned around. She took my hand in hers and then guided me up the stairs. But she didn't stop when we reach the second floor, or the third floor. She kept climbing the stairs until we get to the rooftop, and she was breathing hard when she finally stopped.

Then she looked at me, and she crashed herself to me. I caught her just in time to absorb the force of her body and stabilised her. She burrowed her head in my chest, and I circled my arms around her body.

"What's wrong, Blanche ?" I asked her. No answer. So I knew what she needed now was just this. Physical contact. My hands found her chin and tugged her face up. She looked at me with those transparent, almost silver eyes of hers. I leaned my head down and kissed her.

She kissed me back instantly, her body molding to mine when she circled her hands around my neck. I can feel her heartbeat beating frantically.

Before we could do anything else, she suddenly shoved me away, then hurled to stand on the edge of the roof, panting and gasping for breath.

Then she jumped.

"Fuck!" I quickly ran to her and caught her waist mid-air, just barely. She knows she can't die even if she jumps. Maybe half the bones in her body will be broken, a few days of agony, then she'll be good as new.

We all know this. For the first decades we became hosts to the demons, we tried to kill ourselves in every way known to men and gods.
Jumping off buildings, men. Jumping on train tracks, men. Suicide by hanging, men. Chopping each other's bodies to pieces, gods. None work.

I snatched her waist and held her close to me. She's not making it easy. She trashed against me, intent on jumping. I held her the best I could while she struggled. For a girl sized so small, she is incredibly strong.

"Hey, Lucrezia ! Stop this !" I shouted, hoping it will snap her out of this suicidal mood. It worked. She slumped back against me. I pulled our bodies down so I sit on the concrete ground and stretched my legs forward, then put her between my open legs, encasing her so she can't get away. No sign of her going to attempt to jump again.

After a few minutes, her erratic heartbeat calmed dowb to fluttering beats. That's how close we are. That's also how slender she is, that I can feel her heartbeat through her body.

"Talk to me," I commanded.

She immediately spilled. "I feel like the dirtiest being ever. All I did since coming back was cause more hurt and problems. This is precisely why I opted to not go back. If it weren't for fucking Lucien and fucking Aeron and fucking Paris," she said in one breath, anger coating her words.

"What are you saying, Blanche ? Not true. We all not only want you here, we need you," I said.

"Now that is not true. I've had just about enough about fighting over you guys with Kaia, with Gwen, with Danika, and fucking Sienna," she said again. And that moment, I hated them for tormenting her this much. She inhaled a big breath.

"Did you know that after all the crap with Gwen and Kaia, Bianka Skyhawk just talked to me and practically requested me to let her sisters go for almost killing me, because Lysander told her what I was capable of, and she is scared for her sisters' lives ? As if I'm a bloodthirsty beast who's after their heads. I'll have her know that if I wanted retribution, I would have had their head right after I recovered," she exhaled those words. Inhale.