The Fallen [writer's block]

Proposal

Dedicated to my good friend who has been helping me every step of my busy and sadness filled life. She always makes me smile and I would appreciate it if you read her story!

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Song of the week: Stupid ~ Kacey Musgraves (In honor of Valetine's Day)

Kyle and Justine were caught up in their own little world and had some how managed to not cross Rocco's, Liam's, or even my way. I knew she was over the moon though my mom made a point of pointing it out. All I would hear when I got home was "Oh she's over the moon", "A marriage is on its way" ,"Kyle is an amazing guy" and lastly " when will you get married Jessica," the last one always made me leave the house. She would always tell me to pay more attention to Rocco and Laurel. I tell her Rocco has the pack to care for and the Night Blade pack. She never listen and she even suggested I get back together with Liam. I'm never getting back together with Liam, he hurt me and I'm no longer the same person. I protect myself and put up walls and maybe its time to bring them down and let people in.

"Hey Rocco," Rocco's tall bulky form turned to look at me his purple and grey eyes stared at me in surprise.Of course he'd be surprised, I wasn't in my normal clothes that consisted of jeans and button up shirt and the occasional watch. Not today though, today I wore some short jean shorts, A striped flannel shirt that wasn't buttoned and showed off my undershirt. If that wasn't enough I tied it at the front exposing a bit of my flat stomach. My arm was cover with a fist sized amount of bracelets and I had on a small butterfly pedant necklace. My hair was not in its usually waves but was in be achy curls and was parted to the side of my head. I wore eyeliner and this time it was well applied a smoky cat eye look with a neutral lip color and a touch of blush. Of course compared to my regular attire this was a huge change.

" Jessica what did you do? Where are you going?"

Rocco looked at me and kept his distance knowing very well I wasn't a fan of PDA but it was my turn to make a bold move show him it was time to change our relationship and take it a step higher. I grabbed his hand and leaned very close to his face and stared deep into his eyes.

"Do you want to come to town with me and have dinner tonight? My mom will look after Laurel," to say Rocco was shocked was an understatement. His purple eyes were wide and I could see him trying to see what I was trying to do. Suddenly I felt his presence in my head, and for once I didn't block him out increasing his confusion. I guess my mother was right I had been distant and hadn't shown Rocco how much he really meant to me.

"Jessica are you alright you're starting to scare me."

"No where I was just going to town and wanted to know if you'd like to join me for dinner? I mean if you don't want to come I could always go alone and-," he cut me off abruptly with a stern no.

"Just let me go take a shower and get changed, come with me."

We walked toward the pack house and I realized at that moment I no longer thought of this place as my home. I leaned my head into Rocco and for a second I felt him stiffen but he resumed walking after he wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders, pulling me close. We walked toward the Night Blade's house. When we first went through the doors I got the feeling in my stomach. The "run or I'm going to get you" feeling, and for a second I almost did go and run. Rocco stopped me though and at that moment I guess he saw my uneasiness.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing yet but something will. I can feel it, that same feeling I got when I first saw Justine."

I tried to joke but he saw right through my act, he knew whenever I got that weird feeling something bad was on its way. Something explosive. A thought enter my mind maybe, no he wouldn't be here. My father had been gone throughout my month on the Night Blade's territory. I pushed my feelings and thoughts aside and grabbed Rocco's hand and led him up he stairs. Once we reached his room he didn't need any encouragement he grabbed his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I laid there on his bed waiting for him to come out. I felt blood rushing to my head as I hung from his bed staring at the door. Well more like glaring at the door. Suddenly the shower turned off and I let out a huff of annoyance.