The Legend Of Flame

Chapter 8

I woke up in the middle of the night thirsty, I checked my phone for the time. 2:32 in the moring. I got up and headed to my door I glance back to see Taylor halfway off the bed. Shaking my head I went downstairs and into the kitchen for some water. I had that feeling again like I was being watched. Deciding to ignore it knowing it could probably be the one person who likes to sneek into my house. I grabbed a glass down from the cabinet and filled it with tap water. Sipping my water I turned back around from the sink only to drop my cup. I stood frozen staring at him and thinking how the heck does he keep getting in my house. I slowly bent down and started picking up the peices of glass, setting them on top the island. Ian walked toward me and grabbed my hand, I winced at the pain not even realizing I was cut.

He pulled out the piece of glass and kissed the inside of my palm. My hand started to tingle and out of nowhere it burst into flames. The weird part was, is that it didnt hurt.. it felt good, like it was alive or something. I looked back up at Ian who had a blank look on his face. I looked at my hand again and it was completely healed. "How?" I asked. "I told you, you're different." he said. I shook my head and said "No, how did you get in my house when everything is locked?" He sighed and sat in one of the bar stools. He rested his head in his hand and said "Not everything was locked, oh by the way you look very beautiful when you sleep."

I tried not to blush but Im a girl what do you expect. "Uh, thanks I guess." I said. I looked down at my hands knowing I should apologize for earlier. "Ian,about what happened earlier I really am sorry, I just......" I didnt know what to say, yes I have feelings for you but I dont know you, maybe were moving a little to fast. He got up and walked up to me and lifted my head so that I was staring at him. I stared deep into his hazel eyes only to see sadness swimming in its depths. I looked away, tears forming in my eyes. I couldnt believe I caused him pain when he doesnt even know me. All was interupted by someone clearing their throat. We broke apart and glanced over to the kitchen door way.

"So is this that Ian guy you were telling me about?" Taylor said. I wiped my eyes and smiled a little. "Uh yeah this is him, Ian this is Taylor, Taylor Ian." Ian nodded to her and said "Its a pleasure to meet you." I went in the pantry to grab the broom to sweep up the glass. I came back out to only Ian standing in the kitchen. "Where did Taylor go?" I asked. "She went back up to your room saying something that sounded like, I'd do him but it was kinda hard cause she was mumbling." I shook my head and chuckled, "Yeah that sounds like Taylor." After I finshed sweeping up the glass I went in the living room and sat down.

Remembering the letter I turned to Ian and said "Its tomorrow, and since my parents havent been here for awhile and my only friend  is Taylor, I guess Im ready to go." Ian looked at me like I had two heads and said "What are you talking about?" Now it was my turn to look at him confused. "The letter you sent me yesterday, it said that you would come back tomrrow or today in this case." Ian asked "Where's the letter?" I picked it up off the coffee table and handed it to him. He looked it over for a few minutes and said. "This isnt my hand writing, but I know who's it is." I got up and sat next to him and said "Well, who's is it." He looked up at me with a blank expression and said

"Brody." 

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Ohh!! who is brody?? haha thanks for reading comment and vote :)