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“That’s it. You know she’s mine-” Eric growled at James.
“Who said I was ‘yours’?” I interrupted him in disbelief. “Let him love me. I love him back.” James looked at me, smiling weakly. “It’s not his fault he had a bad childhood.” Eric turned away, and flew off in the opposite direction to us.
He stopped about 100 yards away, and put his hands in his pockets. James’ eyes widened a little.
“Eric, get a grip. I don’t need this immaturity from you. I have enough on my plate as it is,” I thought to him, then thought it was too harsh. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that. Eric, I’m so sorry,”
He smiled weakly, and then nodded once. He knew I didn’t mean to say that. My mind sucks sometimes.
Eric snorted at my inner monologue.
“So, you love me back?” James asked, his eyes flickering with a hint of hope. “Yes. But, I love Eric too. I gotta admit. You’re not that bad lookin’.” I said, looking at him properly. My eyes widened in shock, and I covered my mouth, as if it could take back the words. But, I realised I didn’t want to take them back.
James grinned cheekily, raising his eyebrows, putting his hands in his jeans pockets.
“Usted también, señorita,” He said huskily in Spanish. I frowned and bit my lip, trying to remember my Spanish lessons. “You too,” He translated, grinning.
“You never told me you could speak Spanish!”
James shrugged. “I came from Madrid, in Spain.”
I rolled my eyes. “I know Spanish people come from Spain. And I know where Madrid is, James. I’m not that stupid,”
James snorted, raising his eyebrows at me. I sighed, rolling my eyes again.
“It’s beautiful en Madrid. I’d take you, but you love him,” He nodded at the glaring Eric.
“Would you calm down, Eric? I love him as a friend,” I thought.
James was still looking at me, and frowned. “What’re you thinking?” He asked, as his grin disappeared, as he sat down on thin air, as if there were this invisible chair.
“How-?” I began to ask how he could sit on thin air.
“I’m sorry. You love Eric; not me. I’ll go away, and leave you two alone...” He got up and turned to go back inside to his room.
“James, wait!” I cried.
He turned his body slightly, thinking his ears were deceiving him.
“James, please come back.” I pleaded, biting my lip.
“Why? You love Eric. What’s the point in loving you like this, is you don’t even return it?”
I didn’t know how to answer that in words. It was just feeling at the minute. I couldn’t determine them, let alone finding the right words to answer him.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” He paused. “ Have fun with your sex buddy, Eric.” He hissed in his thoughts, wincing. He walked off, back inside somewhere.
“Bella? Are you okay?” Eric asked, flying swiftly up to me. I was still staring at the door he’d gone through.
“No,” I thought, and ran after James, leaving Eric to either stay where he was, or run after me and help me find James.
He flew after me after 3 seconds.
Bella, wait up,” He panted. “Bella, wait up,” He thought, thinking I hadn’t heard him.
I slowed down, catching the breath I didn’t need. “Hurry up then,” I thought back.
“At least let me help you find him again. I...like him, to a certain extent.” I had to bite my lip to stop me from giggling.
I nodded, looking down, still biting my lip.
“Let’s go, then...” He paused, grinning. “Sexy,” I rolled my eyes and snorted.
We ran into the house, Eric yelling James every so often, I called his name with my mind, searching for some sort of reply. I finally found him, sitting in the corner of my room. Eric had gone to look in the attic.
"James?" I asked aloud.
"Yeah? Are you going to torture me more with you beauty?" He blushed, biting his lip, obviously not wanted to say that out loud.
"Mierda. Why do I have to be such an idiot and blurt stuff?" He thought to himself.
I heard Eric's chuckle behind me, and I glared at him; which shut him up very quickly.
"James," Eric said, coming up behind me. "We've known each other for a long time, and you know that. So I'm gunna talk to my mum, and tell her we're leaving, and you can talk to Bella alone, without my interference."
Before James could open his mouth to protest, Eric had walked out the door.
"Thanks, my sexy Eric," I thought, knowing he would hear me, grinning like a little girl again.
"No prob. You guys need space. I get that."
"Eric, you're the best,"
"I know," He grinned, chuckling to himself.
There was an awkward silence between James and me.
"James, I-" I began, but James whooshed to where I was, putting his face inches form my own, carressing my face with his index finger.
I stood there, speechless.
"Bella, I know you love Eric. I don't mind that. But you need to know I love you," He paused, wondering whether he should say something. "And, I'm not fully human, either,"
I could feel Eric confused thoughts, along with my shocked and confused thoughts.
Eric listened to our conversation now, through my thoughts, still in the corridor outside his mother's room.
James' eyes went glazed for a moment, then after a few seconds, smiled weakly, and started to unbutton his shirt.
"What-?"
"You need to see something. Don't worry, I've already asked Eric," James said husily, hinting his Spanish past in his voice. His warm breath carressed my face.
"You asked him? You mean just now? How-?"
"You ask too many questions, Bells," He rolled his eyes, and undid the last button, throwing the abandoned shirt on the floor. He undid some worn brown leather straps on his chest, which went all the way around to his back and back again.
"I'm..." He turned around, so as I could see the two black wings through his shoulder blades on his ivory back.
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