Bound

Chapter 9

I have become quite obsessed with finding out everything I can about Dimitri's race since he told me about it on Monday. That is the reason I am currently scouring my way through the internet as the bastard fiddles with my phone on my bed. After sexually harassing me this morning, I practically kicked him out of bed while I ran into the bathroom for a shower. Thinking about it now, that was pretty stupid seeing as he can go through walls and shit.

I haven't really found anything that gives any sort of clue what so sever as an explanation for what he might be and the most annoying part has to be the fact that even he doesn't remember what he is. I asked a few days ago to explain to me what it meant to be a Malachi but he just sat there and stared at me for a few minutes before declaring that he doesn't remember. We then proceeded to have a screaming match with me doing most of the screaming while hummed and haaaed at me.

With a sigh I closed my laptop and settled my head on the desk, angling it so that I could look at him on my bed. He is wearing the same as always, although a bit more ruffled now. He has one hand wrapped around his midsection and the other resting on it, propping his chin up a look of utter concentration and marvel on his face. It is very obvious that he is not from this time. I mean the last form of transportation he remembers is horse drawn carriages, not even those olden days' automobiles.

With another sigh, I turn away from him. I can see the forest from my widow. Since that Monday, I haven't ventured into it again. To be quite honest, it looks rather daunting from my point of view right now. Dark and ominous, not at all inviting, then again what kind of forest is?

When I open my eyes, I find myself in a ballroom? I try to look around but I quickly realize that it's like that first dream about Dimitri's boyfriend, I can't move this body. I notice lots of people dancing and socializing, they are wearing those olden days' clothes with lots of frills and buttons. There is a little section that is elevated and there is an orchestra playing something I don't recognise. After a while of looking around, I notice that I was in the house. I mean my house now. It's a lot grander with statues and chandeliers and more expensive looking things but it's the same house.

After a while, my body moves from the corner it was hiding in and slips outside. The back garden, which I am yet to explore in my own body is absolutely stunning. There are little lanterns lighting up the walking paths as it is already dark outside. I still hear the sound of the party but I notice that whoever this body belongs to seems to be sad. Shoulders slumped and sighing often.

"Why so sad, love?" a deep very sensual voice that I would know anywhere asks as warm arms wrap around my waist. The joy that washes over my body is instantaneous as I swivel around in his arms. With a sinking feeling I realize that I am once again dreaming of self as Dimitri's ex.

"Dimitri, I thought you weren't going to come!" he sighs before burrowing into the crook of Dimitri's neck. All at once, I can my heart rate spike as his scent assaults me. It is oddly calming while my heart beats out of chest. As I rest there, I realize that Dimitri has never held me like this. Not like a care or anything, but some strange reason, something tugs at the bottom of my heart.

"I promised that I would be here, and here I am. I would never break a promise to you Hanna" the conviction and emotion in his voice is so strong it makes me want to cry but my body just burrows in deeper into him. His warmth acting as a barrier against the slight chill of the night.

"I'm glad you're here. I've missed you this past week" the words come out as a mumble but I'm sure Dimitri hears them.

"I have missed you too. Has our father given you anymore trouble?" Dimitri's voice is just as quite as he buries his face I'm our hair. I don't reply though, just shakes my head and settle in against him some more.

We stay like that for a while before we shift a little and we can see the people dancing inside the house. I don't know why, but we are staring wistfully at them as Dimitri combs his fingers through our long hair.

"Dance with me Hanna" our head immediately whips up to see the look on Dimitri's face. It's like he's looking directly though Hanna and can see me. "I know how you love to dance, but knowing those people no female will want to dance with you because you outshine them and I'd rather no other male even look at you" he says this while his eyes are swimming with laughter and the corners of his lips are turned up in a smile but I know that we know that he means every words.

"I'd love to dance with you Dimitri" we smile at him, well he smile and I'm just dragged along, as we step away from him slightly so he could do the appropriate hand gesture that I've seen on TV a few times. When he take his hand, he spins us around making us laugh out loud as our hair seem to fall from its up do and cover some of our face. From the corner of our eyes, I can see the look on Dimitri's face and it's a look of utter awe and affection. He is in love with this person and for some reason that make me sad.

"Memphis open this fucking door now before I bash it in!!" my sister shouting at me from outside my locked bed room door startles me awake. It takes a few minutes before I realise that for some weird reason, I seem to be crying.

"Bad dream again?" I turn around and see Dimitri sat on my bed look at me with something close to concern in his eyes. Bad dream? I'm not really sure if it is a dram or just my mind play tricks on me. It didn't feel like a dream but I don't know how else to describe it.

"I don't know" I can hear Jade pounding on my door still as I watch Dimitri slide off the bed and make his way towards me. When he gets to me, he takes my face gently in his hands and I am stiffen a little because it's as warm as his hands when they were wrapped around me trapped inside Hanna. He wipes my tears gently with his thumb before kissing each cheek just as gently and I seem to melting from the inside out as I look into his eyes. He looks up and our meet, but we don't really say anything but I can feel my heart picking up pace. The sound of Jade shouting and pounding on my door fades into the background as his lips meets mine slowly.

This is only our second kiss since the Monday he accosted me in the bathroom, but I know already that it's somehow different from every other sort of kiss. It's slow and gentle and not all hurried. We don't even open our mouth, it just our lips touching and moving together and it makes me fear for my sanity.

"Memphis, I'm calling mum!!" her scream brings me back to myself and I slowly pull away from the kiss. it is very subtle but I can see something in hiss eyes and I just know that something has changed.

"Go" he whispers against my lips before pulling away from me and disappearing from view. I can't feel his eyes on me or his presence in the room so I know that he really is gone.

"Fine, I'm coming!!" I shout at the door, after taking a few minutes to calm myself. I've seen that look in his eyes before, that first Monday night. When he remembered something.