I Am Piper [FINISHED]

Chapter 10

I wrapped my arms around Drake, resting my hands in his soft dark hair, tears streaming down my face.

"I was so worried, Drake! I thought you were gone forever, I was freaking out..."

I could hardly breathe as I sobbed my words out, as I soaked his shoulder of his white long sleeved shirt in my own tears and spit from crying so much.

"Shhh," he interrupted me softly. "Hey, it's alright. I'm here now. Everything is okay, Piper."

He pulled me back so our eyes could meet as he pulled my face in close to his. His almost see-through blue eyes looked deep into mine, as though he were reading my soul. He looked so peaceful and angelic. His fingers were the softest I had ever felt fingers touch me before as his hands resting near my jawline led his fingers to wipe the tears falling from my cheeks.

Closing his eyes, he leaned in close to me, speaking so close to my face I could feel his lips barely brush mine, teasing me slightly.

"I saw how worried you were when you thought I was gone, and I don't want to ever see you like that again. I love you too much."

I took in his admiring sweet words as my brain slowly processed it, becoming confused.

"Wait..." I interrupted. "How did you see me? I was alone... at least I thought I was..."

"I saw everything," he frowned. "Your breakdown, I knew your dark plan as you snuck out. I saw you."

Something didn't feel right. Everything around us seemed so dark, yet he seemed to have a glow to himself.

When he kissed me it was satisfying and sensational, but had a new strange feeling.

I pushed it aside figuring it was just my brain not knowing how to respond to being so happy he was actually alive.

His skin was so... cold. Which was strange, judging by the fact we lived in Florida. He wasn't hot-skinned and sweaty like everyone else, including myself. I pushed it aside.

"No wonder you're so pale, you must be made of snow," I accidentally joked out loud.

He just cracked a slight smile, bringing me in to kiss me again. His soft lips on mine were like the cool blankets on your skin at the end of the day after a handful of stress, tasks, and worries.

"You have no idea how much I missed you Drake. No idea."

"I know," was all he said, as he hugged me, resting my head on his shoulder again.

I know... that was a strange and unfitting response.

Even with being in the piping hot and humid attic, suddenly I didn't feel hot at all anymore. There was a cool sensation in the room like a humidifier with cold water was in the room. I didn't know what it was, but it felt good.

I felt like I was in a dream. Not just because suddenly he was alive and in the attic, (my death dungeon) with me, but I literally felt noncoherent. Almost like a dizzy, light headed feeling but not like I was going to fall down.

And speaking of falling down, when had I gotten back up? I had fallen earlier, when was I suddenly up again, and... how was Drake with me now?

As much as I wanted to enjoy the fact he was okay and here with me something felt iffy and unpleasant yet almost peaceful at the same time.

"I have water for you," he interrupted my thoughts. Expecting a smile from him as though this water was just a kind gesture, I was appalled to realize he looked panicked, or in a hurry like something bad could happen if I didn't drink it right then and there.

"Oh... Th-thanks," I stumbled over my words drinking it. While I guzzled it, realizing how extremely dehydrated I was, I was (once again) absolutely in astonishment, when he held out a simple slice of bread.

"Wait... how..." I found myself speechless as he took the now empty glass of water from me and replaced it with the food from nowhere.

"Eat," was all he said.

I did as he asked, highly confused, as he looked around the dark attic, and in a rushed and panicked voice, held my hand as he spoke quickly, "Piper, know you are safe, and everything will be okay. I promise you. I know. Everything will be okay."

He wrapped his arms around me tightly, kissing my cheek, and then without another word walked away, to the window, where the light shown through so bright, I covered my hands over my eyes, nearly blinded. Through squinted, covered eyes, his glowing self smiled at me and said one last time, "Everything will be okay."

And suddenly he was gone. Everything was dark again. Just as it had been before...

Before Drake appeared.