In The Dark

□EIGHTEEN□

My insides boiled, my stomach churned, and I opened my mouth to protest, to scream out. A flash of yellow came into my view, and swiftly, a hand clamped over my mouth, holding back my angry outburst.

Ross's eyes were glistening as he spoke in a light whisper, "save it, Laura." He repeated, softer this time. "It's not your fault."

At this moment, I wanted to collapse on the ground, covering my face in embarrassment. But how would he know? Why would he say it was not my fault? I thought, it was obvious to everyone, that I had caused the "unneeded" chaos. Unless he understood me. How I was willing to die - just to fight for him, how he sacrificed himself just for the rest of us - me - to succeed in escaping.

His hand promptly left my lips after I had swallowed my protests with no difficulty. And it worked its way down my arm, and moved expeditiously to reach for my hand. My heart fluttered against my chest, each beat sending a warmth flooding in my cheeks.

My heart moderated after his swift move.

"What are you doing?" I whispered to him. Not with fear, but curiosity.

I know if he was planning to lie to me - I would know. After Anna's explanation, I started to fix the pieces of puzzels in my head. If my power, was caused by anger, his was the opposite - calmness.

His rigorous moves, his words carefully spoken, his tranquil gaze, the serene smile that lightens my mood, how he had managed to moderate my heart beat not so long ago. We, so alike, yet our powers were the opposite. I used my rage as power. While he has an aptitude for making people calm.

What the hell?

"Holding your hand," he responded naturally. I ran my fingers down my hair, not sure if his words caused annoyance or frustration. Either he was hiding the truth - which I already acknowledged, or simply telling the event that was happening.

"Be more specific this time, what were you doing to my temper? To my heart beat?"

As I pushed him, my heart speed accelerated. I would know, now, if he had any intention of calming me down. The next second, I was welcomed with cool breeze, an imaginary wind flipping my hair, and my body relaxed, grateful to have a rest.

But my brain picked up what he was doing. My eyes landed on his hand, grasping mine, tight. "Let go of me," I commanded darkly. His lips pinched together. "Why? Don't you like this?" I tried to pull my hand out, but his grip was tenacious.

"You're hurting me," I lied through gritted teeth.

"I'm not even holding you tight. I know you can handle this."

How does he know? I bit the inside of my cheek, my eyes now fixed on the road. We were going uphill.

"Just let go," I ordered again.

Finally, Ross let me go, confusion hidden in his eyes. He did not want to show that he was perplexed by me refusing his touch. I eyed him, and stopped chewing my cheek. "Tell me," I urged, my eyes pleading. "I already know."

I did not need him to tell me what his power was, I did not need extra information. I needed to know why he was planning not to inform me, why he wanted to keep it a secret. I needed to understand why he did not trust me. Did he think I would freak out? That I wouldn't keep his secret? The more I thought about it, the more upset I was.

"You already know?" He tried to hide his suprise, too.

"Yes," I growled.

He shoved his hands deep in his jean pockets, squirming it around. He was uncomfortable. Why? Hurt ripped across my chest.

"Let's just find a suitable place where we could have a serious conversation," he said loudly, making sure that the two leaders of the group would hear.

"Fine," I said coolly.

Deliberately, his left hand flew out of his pocket. I knew its goal. I stared at the trembling fingers as it stumbled its way through the air, to reach my hand. I cocked my head, entertained by the action. How adorable. It was like me, struggling my way to escape from the dark.

And this time, the hand had a different purpose.

Its mission wasn't to calm me down, no. It was simply begging for my touch, needing my hand to be linked with his.

And it made no intention to calm my heart as it accelerated again, faster and stronger than ever.

A/N- I really like this chap, I worked hard (:

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