BitterBlue - Book two of the Bitter novels -

4. In The Arms Of The One I Love

I run from Gabe, from the night club as quick as I can. I have to get away from him and everything that follows him. Gabe can touch me...Clay can't. In what universe is that fare? Life isn't fare but neither is death. I'm dead! The least I should be able to do is touch the one man I love. The only man I will ever love. I close my eyes and remember Clay again but this time nothing happens. I try again...I try remembering his touch, his smell, his deep set eyes but again nothing,

"Oh come on!" I hiss. If I can get back to Clay I can try this Veil Lapse thing...maybe if Clay see's me he'll know I'm here...that I'll never leave him,

"You don't understand anything Scarlett...that's why I'm here...I've got to teach you" Gabe is behind me. I don't turn. I don't want to see those startling blue eyes and blazing almost white hair,

"I don't need teaching!" I snap and close my eyes. I feel him behind me...his breath on my neck, "Get lost!" I stumble away, "Don't come near me....just don't!"

"Fine...You know what? I never wanted to help you anyway! You're an ungrateful brat even in death. So I'll go. But in a hundred years and everything you ever knew is dead...when you're lost and afraid don't bother trying to find me!" He says the words softly...with an air of anger but sadness,

"I won't be here in a hundred years" I say to cover the silence,

"Sure..." And when I blink my eyes Gabe is gone and I'm standing in the road alone. I frown and try thinking of Clay again. My knees buckle under me and I'm lifted in a wave of relief. It's dark in the room....I hear a soft giggle, a low deep grunt. I don't understand it because Clay should be alone...but then my gut drops ten feet when I hear a lady's voice,

"You're amazing in bed" She whispers in the dark,

"You're pretty hot yourself" Clay replies. My blood turns to ice and I stumble backwards. I can't believe it even when I hear the smack of lips rushing together. I turn away. Gabe was right....I shouldn't have stuck around. How is it fare that Clay can lose himself in the arms of someone else and I can't? How is that fare?

"Oh...oh harder..." The lady shouts loudly. I close my eyes...unable to think. I need to get away. I can't blame Clay, I know he loves me. Everyone has their own way with dealing with things...but it doesn't mean I have to stick around. I take a breath and before I know it I'm thinking of blazing blue eyes and beach white hair...and my feet are lifting beneath me and I know I'm going to Gabe but I don't care because right now anywhere is better than here.....