Love Spell

Chapter 4

Kyle's pov

I felt so hot. Like I was standing in fire. It burned from the inside out. Suddenly I felt relief sprout from my cheek. I quickly clung to it. It was a hand cupping my cheek. "Wake up, dinner's done." The voice of an angel spoke to me. I slowly opened my green eyes to be met with the dark blue piercing ones that belonged to Marco. "AH!" I screamed and jumped back. As soon as I wasn't in contact with him the burning came back. I winced and clung to my sides hissing in pain. I flashed back to when my father would burn me with his cigarettes. My eyes shot open and my arms fell to my sides as I ignored the searing and intense pain covering my skin.

"It's okay. I should head home." My voice was dead and empty, which was exactly what I wanted it to sound like. He frowned. "No. You're going to sit down and enjoy a nice meal prepared by my beautiful mother." I felt a very strong urge to do as he had said, but I knew I could still resist. "Marco, I'm going home." I stated firmly. His arms crossed over his chest. "You've had a long day. You broke and old lady's spinal cord, and probably killed her. A little girl cast a spell on you and you passed out. You have to be a little hungry come on." He motioned for me to follow him and I could no longer resist, he was right. I was starving and that coupled with the unbearable pain in my body was enough for me to want to listen to him. Also he was nice enough not to just leave me lying me the street so I guess I owe him.

The pain dimmed slightly as I did as he had asked. My body wanted to comply to anything he asked of me just to make him happy. We walked down the carpeted stairs that lead into the living room which was connected to the kitchen. I quickly scan the room. There is no tv only bookcases each only about half full. There was only one couch and no coffee table. The room was fairly empty. I walked after Marco into his kitchen, where I saw his mother who was gently setting down dishes filled with what appeared to be chicken noodle soup. She smiled tugging a loose strand of her straight black hair that matched Marco's curly black hair from her face. "Hi! You must be Marco's friend." She greets kindly. I can't help, but smile back. I hear a gasp from Marco who has probably never seen me smile. "Kyle Tenor great to meet you, and thank you Ms. Lester for preparing a meal." She smiles and sits at the table. "Please both of you have a seat and eat up, before it gets cold.

I sat down and Marco sat next to me, we thanked Ms.Lester yet again for the meal and dug in. It was surprisingly good. This must be what 'home made' tasted like. It didn't stop the horrible pain I was trying to ignore but It was good soup nonetheless. When I was finished I stood up. "That was a wonderful meal thank you very much, and thank you Marco for helping me. I think I have a fever and should head home now." something flashed in Marco's eyes before he turned to his mother. "Mom can he stay if he's in pain then it isn't really safe for him to be walking home." His mother nodded and he grabbed my hand, dragging me up to his room. Relief shot from where his skin touched mine the burning pain was replaced with calming pleasure. I felt my eyes close and my muscles relax. He sat me on his bed and pulled his hand from mine. "Ah!" I yelped and winced as the pain returned just as strong as last time. He noticed this and sympathy shot across his face. "Is it okay I hold your hand?" I was about to say no, but resisting what he asked only made the pain worse so I nodded. He took my hand and I sighed in relief.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" I ask him completely exasperated with the situation. "You injured a little witches grandma and she cast a spell on you to make you fall in love with the person you hated. Apparently you hated me, and then she explained how the spell works. She said that I will be attracted to you until I kiss you, and until I kiss you, you will be in horrible pain whenever I'm not touching you. After I kiss you the black collar your wearing turns into a metal collar that says 'Property of Marco J. Lester' She said then that you will be unable to resist me, and that you will never go against what I say." He was looking at the ground now in what I assumed what embarrassment. "I'm so sorry for you. I know you killed an old lady and stuff but she would've died soon anyways, and taking away someone's free will in something as important and amazing as love is messed up. That's why I am leaving it up to you. I'll kiss you if you want, or I'll leave you alone." I nodded showing I understood. I needed a moment to think.

The pain was awful and I needed to get home so It made the most sense that he kiss me, but I wanted my own free will. I also didn't want to be completely and utterly in love with this wimp. "Can we wait until, tomorrow?" He looked up at me and smiled softly "Of course. Now do you want to share my bed or would you rather I sleep on the floor?" He asked. The hot pain flashed through my memory and I tightened my grip on his hand. "I understand," He said.

We lied down and he passed out immediately. I smiled at his adorable sleeping figure before cuddling up to him and falling asleep myself.