An eights battle

Chapter three

Chapter three

I'm almost positive Cal can hear my heavy breathing as we walk away from the forest. Everything Alem said made no sense to me, but what he said as I left was too much. Just thinking about it left goosebumps on my arms. When cal asked why I had them I lied and said I was cold.

He can't know. He won't know. He'll never know. If I ever tell him I'll expose him and everyone else to the dangers of the southern rebel and I'm not ready for that. I don't think I'll ever be ready for that, and that's okay. I think.

"Pumpkin?" Cal asks after a considerable amount of silence. I move faster trying to avoid his questions and his curiosity. I feel him move closer to me catching up with my walking pace.

"Madeleine what happened out there?" He starts. Oh nothing just the fact that the old crazy man isn't crazy and knows people want to kill me. Cals hand moved to my back in comfort and it takes every urge in me not to shrug it off. "Please don't shut me out again."

"Shut you out?" I question him, still not looking at his face. When did I shut him out before?

"When you woke up and left." He clarifies, I stop dead in my tracks and freeze.

"I left you!" I scream turning to him almost wanting to push him away.

"Not this again," he sighs walking towards me. Does he not think I'll push him away?

"What do you mean this again," I say using my fingers as quotation marks, I don't know why I was getting so angry I've just had so much emotion build up recently.

"We already worked through this," he says coming closer to me. "What I did I shouldn't of done I was hurt and thought I lost you." I feel his arms going around me pulling me in while my arms stay by my sides. "I don't like her I like you, like a lot a lot a lot. I'm frustrated because I don't like when you shut me out I'm just worried pumpkin that's all." I sniffle after he finishes his kind words, geez all I do is cry around this kid.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not used to relying on others and not running away from our problems." I say against his chest my arms moving around his neck. "Just what that guy said scared me and freaked me out. I'm just shocked." Everything he said made no sense but the last thing did, maybe not to Cal but to me it did.

He said he wasn't going to hurt us then but how did he know about the southern rebels? And he knew they wanted me, only a few southern rebels knew the attacks were only because of me.

"Well let me help," He said interrupting me from my thoughts. I felt him grab my waist gently and turn me around facing him.

"How?" I asked. I could feel the stubble on his chin when he moved his mouth to my ear. If he was going to do what I thought he was, I don't see why that would calm me down. But he didn't kiss my neck after nibbling my earlobe, he just stayed there not moving.

"Like this," he said putting his hands on my shoulders rubbing them lightly. "You've seemed really tense and worked up, and the only non intimate thing I could think of was a massage." I almost moan at his fingertips, digging into the spots that have been sore since I woke up.

That seems so long ago, since I woke up. But it's only been a day. I woke up from my coma this morning and the sun hasn't even gone down yet. Cals palms kneed into my shoulder blades and when he removed his hands I almost whine. That is until he turns me around to get a better angle and continues his hard work.

"Thank you," I stutter not able to fully speak words. He presses in one more time and then pulls away.

Bringing his lips back to my ear again he spoke. "Anytime pumpkin." I feel his smile against my ear and start walking towards the castle again.