Mated With INSANITY (On Hold)

Chapter 3

A/N: Me being moi I followed my schedule! Except the last chapter got done on Monday but now I'll try to follow my schedule the way it's been put. Hopefully this will come out longer than the second chapter. I wanted to start off the first morning in Xavier's bedroom in this chapter so I made the previous one shorter. (;

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Chapter 3

My eyes snapped open at the sound of a heartbeat. I knew for sure it wasn't mine since this heartbeat was calm unlike my current frantic one. It had a soothing rhythm and I felt comfortable and protected with it's presence. Soon enough I realized I was snuggled in a stone hard chest with hands wrapped protectively over my waist. I looked up slightly and was awestruck at the sight of an angel. He was fast asleep with ruffled hair and still looked like the most sexiest man in the world. I immediately recognized him. He was the man who came to visit me back in the hospital.

I unwillingly unwrapped myself from his body and got up, taking in the scent of what I assumed was his room, since he was sleeping in it with me and not to mention the few pairs of boxers lying around on the floor. It was small but I liked it. It was warm and welcoming unlike the room I had back in the hospital. There were posters of bands and solo artists scattered around the floor and there were picture frames up on the wall of him and his past memories. I frowned slightly at a picture of a pale skinned girl with straight blonde hair wrapping her arms around the man who was currently sleeping. 

 I felt jealous since she was a lot prettier than I was. Sitting in that lonesome room for months had given me a lack of self esteem.

I quickly looked away from the picture, trying to erase it from my mind. There were piles and piles of clothes all over the room. So he was the messy type, eh? I was never too fond of cleaning up myself. Feeling bored I soon found myself sitting on the floor and staring at the wall. I couldn't bring myself to just wake the boy up.

 I sighed a little louder than I intended to, hopping off from the floor and walking around the room once again - only to be trapped inside an intense stare coming from the boy's piercing blue eyes. I gulped slowly as he smiled and patted the empty space next to him in his bed, gesturing me to come and lie down next to him. I walked towards the bed with wobbly knees, suddenly feeling a little nervous. Why was I feeling this way? He was just a regular guy, wasn't he?

 I lyed down next to him and stared up at the ceiling, avoiding eye contact. I felt extremely awkward as I felt his gaze drop from my face and to my body.

 I inhaled nervously before asking, "Why did you bail me out?"

 "I'll answer your question if you answer mine first." He said in a husky voice.

 I thought about it for a minute and nodded my head in approval.

 "Why were you in there?" He asked referring to the mental hospital.

 "I murdered my family and burned my fiancee to ashes." I answered casually.

 I turned to look at him quick enough to see his eyes widen. I frowned at his reaction. I honestly didn't think much of the whole situation. It wasn't that big of a deal to me. I sighed loudly and turned to face the ceiling again. I really didn't want to bother with someone who thought I was a nutter, even though I really was. I just really didn't feel like dealing with this in front of him.

 "I bailed you out because you're mate." He finally answered.

 I turned my head towards him with a raised eyebrow. Mate? Was he English or something? He smirked at my confused expression.