Sinister

Chapter 12

Harry kissed roughly. There wasn't a moment where I thought he was actually going to be gentle with his hands or his mouth. The kiss seemed needy. Like if he was to let go, I'd fly away from him. But I wasn't. I was staying right here. In his arms. 

I could feel Harry's fingers grip my sides even tighter. It was aggressive yet I didn't mind the way he was being needy. I haven't had this a while to be honest. 

His touch was exciting. It felt as if there were fireworks being lit off inside my body. It felt like heat rushing through my veins every time his hands touched a different spot. It wasn't a normal kiss, it was far from normal. 

"Hey," someone said in a deep growl. Harry tensed, lifting his head slowly from mine. I looked over to see two very big men, standing in the hallway for us to go back to the bar. 

"What the hell do you want?" Harry cursed, pushing my behind him. I tried my best to look over Harry's shoulder but he was much taller than I was. So I decided to listen to Harry's order and stay hidden behind him. 

"We want her," he motioned to me standing behind Harry. "You know damn well why we want her too." 

"Just leave her alone," Harry growled. "Or so help me I will beat the living shit out of both of you." I gripped onto the back of Harry's shirt, trying my best to keep my fear hidden. 

"Not a chance curly," one of the men smirked. "We will give you three seconds to hand her over or we will forcefully take her from you." 

"Harry," I whispered, trying my best to get his attention. He quickly turned around, pushing me out the exit. 

"Go!" Harry yelled, slamming the door closed behind me. I was in too much shock to move. My knees were shaking in fear. The freezing air wasn't even fazing me. But I knew that if I stayed here, something bad would happen. So I ran. I kept running until it was burning my lungs. Or until a teenage boy stopped me. 

"Ahh Blair. Nice to meet you," he smiled shaking my hand. "My name is Ashton and I'm here to-"

"There is no time for chit chat!" I said trying to run past him but he grasped the collar of my shirt, twirling me around. 

"Woah calm down there," he laughed, holding me up by my flannel. It was like, effortless for him to hold me there. "Where are you going?" 

"Put me DOWN!" I tried to wiggle from his grasp. It was no use. 

"Blair calm down please! I'm trying to help!" 

"Yeah like everyone else in this damn town is trying to help me when I have had nothing but total and complete bullshit these last couple weeks! What are you a vampire? A wizard? I ware wolf? What!" He let out a little laugh before setting me down. 

Someone from behind us screamed causing us to both turn to look at her. She was pointing at me in horror. "What the hell is wrong with her?" 

"She can't see me," Ashton laughed. "She thinks you just started flying by yourself." The woman started to freak out even more. He set me down gently on the road. 

"Calm down please," I asked, trying to walk towards her. She freaked out making a cross with her fingers. 

"DEMON! YOU'RE A DEMON!" 

"Oh my god shut up," Ashton said placing two fingers to her forehead. The lady dropped down to the city street, knocked out cold. 

"What the hell?" I asked, looking down at the woman. Ashton shrugged, walking back towards the trees. "Ashton!" 

"Blair. Come on please. I don't have all night." 

"I am not following you," I stood my ground. "You could have killed that woman. You won't explain to me what you are. For all I know you could want to kill me." Ashton sighed, running a hand through his hair. 

"Look Harry will kill us both if we don't get off these streets," he finally said, sounding angry. "Now please miss priss, let's go." 

"Woah," I said, shaking my hands. "I'm not going anywhere with you nor is my name Miss Priss. Now if you don't mind, I'm going back to my apartment." I began to walk off towards the city when Ashton grabbed me by my collar again lifting me. "PUT ME DOWN DAMMIT!" 

"God damn you're stubborn." He threw me over his shoulder, walking into the trees once more. 

"So help me! HELP! I'm being kidnapped! Rape! Someone help!" 

"Blair. One, no one can see me, two, no one can hear you for it is 1 in the morning, and three, stop yelling." I slumped letting him carry me. "Damn Harry was right about one thing. You are feisty." 

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We came upon a small cabin when I finally realized we had stopped. Ashton set me down, stretching out his back. He led me inside, letting me enter first. 

"Woah woah woah!" I heard a boy said coming up to me. He came over and played with my hair and shirt like I was some kind of foreign creature. "This is her? How?" 

"I don't know. Ask Harry," Ashton said, sitting down next to the fire. 

"But she's so young. And hot. How?" 

"Um excuse me?" I asked, whacking the boys hand away. "What are we talking about?" 

"Deary!" An old woman said, coming over quiet quickly. "Henry, go tend to the animals in the back please."

"But mum!" I glanced out the window to see two huge horses that had... Horns? Holy shit was that an actual unicorn? 

"Don't but me, GO!" She came over, looking at me right in the eyes. "Oh it's nice to see you again my lovely!" 

"Umm I'm so sorry but have we met before?" I asked, trying my best to remember this old lady but nothing rung a bell. I swear I have never seen this woman in my life. 

"Long long time ago. C'mon. Lets get you warmed up," she said taking my flannel away from me. She took it and set it over a hot surface. I stood there in my black tank top, waiting for her next instructions. "Well don't just stand there. Come on."  Ashton watched as I awkwardly made my way across the living room into what I assume was the kitchen. "Now, here is some night clothes, go take a quick shower and I'll start making some warm soup." I thanked her and walked back towards the bathroom. 

I sat in the warm bath, letting the frost leave my body. My mind was so fuzzy that I didn't have the energy to think about anything anymore. Where was Harry? Who were those men? What is Ashton? Why is everyone after me? 

"My dear, the food is ready." I told her I was about to get out, letting her leave me be. I pulled the night gown over my head, letting the water drip into a towel. I entered the kitchen to have the old woman wrap a warm blanket around me. "Here you go." She slid a bowel of soup in front of me, letting me take in the warm steam of it. 

I took a big bite, loving every taste of it. Every moment of this warmth was amazing. 

"Dear where is-" Before she could answer, a burst of cold air came  into the house. Ashton was the first to his feet but soon relaxed when he saw Harry standing there. I made eye contact with him, only to have him come down to my level and hug me. 

"What happened?" Ashton asked, closing and locking the door. "Dude, you're bleeding." 

"Harry," I said, wiping blood away from his mouth. 

"Are you okay?" He asked, moving my head to see any wounds. "You're okay?" 

"I'm fine. But Harry, we need to get-" But it was no use. Harry's wounds had disappeared. 

"Come on Ashton. It's time for bed. You too Henry." 

"Thank you Clair," Harry said, looking up at the old woman. 

"You two can have the couch and the floor by the fire tonight. Sleep good." She left us alone, leaving me to ask so many questions. 

"Harry?" I asked, following him over to the fire place. "What happened?" He looked down at me, smiling shyly. He turned his body towards me, grabbing me in a hug. 

"I'm just glad you're safe." 

"But are you safe?" I asked, pulling away. 

That was the question we were both asking. Are any of us safe?

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