It's Called Revenge

Old Faces

"I want to do nothing tomorrow." I mumbled, curling myself into Pierce's chest. "I just don't want to do anything at all."

Pierce chuckled. "Why is that?"

"I just don't." I mumbled, burying my face in his chest. "I feel like something bad is going to happen. Or unexpected at the least."

Pierce chuckled and kissed my forehead lightly. "Then we won't leave the palace. I would like a day to just have you to myself, though."

"I know." I mumbled. "But you just got me back. We can't expect anything to ride smoothly for a little while."

He only nodded.

I looked up and pressed my lips softly to his. "We are alone now."

Pierce let out a low, playful growl before he switched our positions, pinning me beneath him.

I inhaled sharply and went to move my arms, up until I realized that he had a strong hold on them. I felt a blush rise on my cheeks as I saw his eyes darken.

"Don't tempt me, woman." He growled lowly, brushing his lips again the skin on my neck, pulling a moan and a shiver from me in the process. "Your parents are right down the hall and I'm pretty sure your dad doesn't like me all that much since we met over a year ago.  I think he knows I hurt you."

Pierce sighed and pulled away from me, looking at me with a regretful expression on his face.

I hooked my legs around his waist, preventing him from moving away from me any further. I gripped the collar of his t shirt, considering the fact that he had changed out of his swimming shorts. We had come inside just a little while earlier,  after making sure the girls were safely in bed. I still wore my bikini, not wanting to change out into my clothes.

"I don't care. "I mumbled as he lowered his face close to mine. "You weren't thinking right and you regret what you did. "

"Who's to say I wouldn't do it again?" He asked seriously, refusing to lean down on top of me as he hovered above me. "I knew what I was doing when I did it, Cindy. I can't say that all of me completely regrets doing it."

I felt like I was being slapped in the face at those few simple words.

I pushed him away from me almost instantly, watching as his eyes filled with realization at his own words.

"Would you do it again?" A part of me secretly hoped that he wouldn't, but I knew the answer before he even nodded his head.

"I'm going for a walk. " I mumbled as I climbed out of the bed, picking out a pair of jeans and a t shirt from my dresser.

"Cindy." Pierce sighed, getting up after me and reaching out to me, but I simply stepped away from him, avoiding his gaze. "Cindy, you have to understand where I'm coming from with this. You couldn't of really expected all smiles and hugs when I found out you kept my kids from me for over a year, can you?"

"That doesn't make it hurt any less." I snapped angrily, but still avoiding his gaze before I made way out of the room, out of the palace.

I could hear Pierce sigh as if he were about to come after me, but I'm guessing that Lilly's cries from the other room made him stop short in order to take care of her.

It didn't even matter that I was barefoot  on a public street, I just needed time for me and my thoughts.

I soon found myself running in a sprint, wanting to get as far from my problems as possible, even though I knew I'd never leave my girls for anything in the world.

I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't even realize someone was walking my way until I had ran into them, throwing the two of us to the pavement.

I inhaled sharply, feeling myself quickly come out of my thoughts as the guy groaned in pain.

"I'm so sorry!" I said as I quickly stood up, holding out a hand to help the guy up.

The guy laughed as he took my hand, allowing me to help him stand to his feet.

"I wasn't paying attention, my bad." At the sound of his voice, I felt every bone in body turn my full attention to him.

His face was shown just barely in the streetlight, though I would have known who he was just by his heartbeat.

I stepped away from him, watching the realization spread through his gaze in the dim light of the street.

"Cindy." He breathed, seeming just as shocked as I was.

I felt every memory of him fill my mind and the fear fill my body as his eyes filled with longing.

So I played it cool and acted like I had seen him everyday for the past two years.

"Hey Ty, what's up?"

He seemed a little taken aback before he resoonded, rubbing his neck a little uneasily.

"Not much I guess. How have you been?" His voice sounded calming to me, unlike how I thought it would be if this had every happened and I was facing him again.

I opened my mouth to respond, when I realized I had no way to answer without lying, so I went with the brutal and honest truth.

"I've had a really bad life these past two years." I felt my shoulders sag as a feeling of defeat washed through me.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Tyler said sympathetically, as if he really meant it. "I want to apologize for what I did two years ago. It was wrong and I wasn't myself. I shouldn't of done it."

"I wouldn't have Susie if you never did anything." I said, feeling a small smile come to my face at the thought of my eldest child.

I could almost see his eyebrows reach his haIrline.

"Your Dad told me about her. He's been helping me deal with some stuff and I ask about you sometimes. I heard you have two kids now?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"Can I come see Susie sometimes?" His words came out hesitant and I realized just how much had changed about him just by his voice. I could hear the longing, the pain and the torture that he was experiencing inside.

I knew without a doubt that he had been possessed by something, something even worse than a demon or an evil witch. And my Dad had helped him, healed him and made him pure again.

"Do you promise not to hurt her?" I asked.

"I will not lay a finger to her with a harmful thought." I was glad to hear the promise in his voice.

I nodded. "Then you can come by tomorrow sometime. I'll let you see her."

I didn't have to see him completely to know of the bright smile that filled his features.

We continued talking and he took me to his place, which was the same as it had been two years before.

We caught up like we were old friends who missed each other.

Because that's what we were. I was a girl who had secretly missed the sweet guy her first love had been. And he was a guy who had regretted a mistake everyday of his life.