glass touch

Chapter 18

I'm wondering aimlessly around the extiror of the Library at quarter to 2, debating if I should go inside or not. I've been walking around for an hour just thinking I haven't seen anyone, not even Cass. I thought he would be back by now. No matter how much Verna is trying to keep me away from him, he still takes my breath away. It isn't just Verna keeping me away from him. Though, it's everyone even Daniel seems to care.

I just don't know why they care.

Maybe I should stay away from Aaron. He already hates me enough. I'm not sure why he hates me but he does and maybe that should have been my first clue to stay away from him. But the more I think about it the more I doubt it... no he doesn't hate me. he tries to, but sometimes it seems like he just....can't. I cant hate him either to be honest. No matter how much I try to I just can't

I also can't stay away.

I rushed into the libaray faster than I ever thought I could go. I'd never been inside the Library before....it was vast. There were book shelves on every wall all filled with large books, small books and even magazines. The librarian sat behind a curved wooden desk. She was pretty with brown wavy hair and black eyes with silvers of red within them. I'm still trying to find an explantion for everyone's eyes here.

I walk around the library finding my way around the round tables and getting lost under the chandaliers. When I cant find Aaron I wait. It's about 2.15 when I finally give up. I sigh throw my backpack over my shoulder and walk towards the front doors. But then I spot Aaron out on the balcony.

The glass doors are between two bookshelves and they're decorated with red velvet drapes. Aaron is sittingon a bench that goes all the way around the balacony his hands folded. He looks up at the sky with almost a look of dismay on his face. His dark hair sticks out against the gloomy gray sky along with his silver eyes with the golden ring.

Then he sees me

I take a deep breath and gather myself, my cheeks getting warm.pushing open the doors is a chore. My hands are shaking. Aaron has this odd affect on me that I just cant explain.

"I thought you weren't going to come." Aaron muttered under his breath, standing up and slipping his hands into his pockets.

I pushed my hair behind my ear. "I had some trouble finding you..." I replied.

Aaron nodded and he gave me almost a look of sympathy? There was no way he could have sympathy for me after treating me the way he did. He steeped a little closer to me so we were within arms reach still keeping his hands buried in his pockets,

"How much has my brother told you?"Aaron asked.

I gave him a stange look, Brother. I had no idea who his brother was or maybe I did meet his brother and I was too busy staring at Aaron to think.

"Brother...?"I asked cocking my head to the side.

Aaron rolled his eyes.

"My idiot brother, Daniel. You know Daniel Stone? Blonde hair? Magenta eyes?" he pleaded,

Daniel was Aarons brother. They looked nothing alike. I studied Aaron and tried to compare him to Daniel. Daniel's features were more soft yet masculaine looking, while Aarons were dark. Aaron was more mysterious and different.... Daniel looked like the boy next door version of Aaron.

"Yeah I know we're nothing aloke...." Aaron mutted "But did he tell you anything strange at all?"

I shook my head suddenly wondering where Aaron was going with this.

"The only one acting strange around here is you." I answered.

Aaron sighed and he looked up at the sky. Now he looked more contempt with me.... more condescending. He looked back down at me with a cold look. The same cold look he always gives me. I began to step back against the doors, feeling completely confused. How did Aaron feel? Did he hate me,or have sympathy for me?

"Maybe I act that way for a reason?" he snapped.

I suddenly become very upset. I was tired of people acting all cold and mean and confusing and shady. I was tired of being downgraded and treated like a kid. I wasmore than that,and even though everyone else may not think so, I know I'm better than that. I stepped closer to him and balled up my fists. I wouldn't be treated this way anymore, especially not Aaron. I didn't come here to get pushed around.

"That doesn't help! No one will tell me whats really going on here and we all wonder why I act the way I do! I want a little respect. You need to respect me for who I am and stop treating me like I'm so much smaller than you are!" I barked. I found a certain power in my voice. I'd never been so angry.

Aaron got closer to me. he towered over me, and his eyes were practically glowing. He was scary when he was angry, but I would no longer be afraid of anyone here. Being afraid never got me anywhere. Its time to stand up for myself.

"You think I want to treat you this way? You think I enjoy it? I hate it!" he growled

"It sure as hell seems like you like it! Is this all I am to you? A puppet? Is playing with my emotions all you want to do?" I spat, tears streaming out of my eyes.

"I would never do that to you?" I could hear an aching in his voice now, a pain that screamed out into the sky deep within him.

"Well you have been..." I found my voice week.

A silence as thick as a shadow settle over us taking away all the light was there. we were alone together but the loneliness was more powerful than his company. I want to go to my room. This was a waste of time. I came all the way here just to get yelled at and bullied. I'm tired of being his punching bag.

Then something changed

Aaron pulled me in so quickely that I became dizzy and before I could pull away or scream out, he kissed me deeply. I was tense.i didn't expect it at all, but the more he twirled around his fingers and the deeper the kiss got, I began to loosen up. No one has ever kissed me in such a passionate and loving way.... No one has ever made me feel this way. I feel like I'm flying. Aaron doesn't stop there. his lips soon trail across my collarbone and down to my neck. I could have fallen over, but he held me up in a half dip. His hands were on me my shoulders for one second, then traveling down my sides then coming to rest at my waist. When he finally pulled away we stared at each other. We were both breathing heavily and his hand was still wrapped

tightly in my hair. I could have named a thousand things about him that I loved in that moment when just a second ago we'd been fighting....

This wasn't right.

But it felt right.

It ended all too soon. Aaron backed away from me, looking almost as if he had just made a mistake.

"This shouldn't have happened..." His voice was week shaky. I could suddenly hear thunder rumbling in the sky over our heads. Quickly he grabbed his backpack and threw it over his shoulder. "This can't happen."

And he left me alone there on the balcony as it began to storm.