*Chapter 3*
*Kimberlys Pov*
Hehehehe......
"Fine. My name is Marrisa." I replied to him, my voice not quivering or anything to portray that I was lying. If I must say so myself, I'm quite a good lier. Yes, yes I am.
He narrowed his eyes leaning forward, looking deep into my green eyes, problably trying to see if I was lying. I kept a strait face, trying to make him believe me. He kept gazing into my eyes, and I gazed back into his gorgeous blue eyes. I almost got lost in his eyes, until he leaned back, looking satisfyed, and responded back quietly, gazing into my eyes again to check for emotions, " I beleieve you. I don't know why, I just feel you are telling the truth," he said, saying each word carefully, waiting for my reaction.
Something his his words triggered harsh memorys of my past. Pictures and memorys flashed infront of my eyes. I felt tears prick my eyes at the face of my dead brother. I held them back, not wanting to go down that road right now.
I nodded my head looking down, wanting him to just leave me here, and stop worrying over me. I hated it. I just wanted to be alone, i didn't want him to see me cry.
"Thank you, because not a lot of people in my life believe me," I said, holding back tears looking down at my feet. I shuffled them along the floor, and was stunned when I felt strong, warm arms wrap around my shoulders.
Shivers of delight coursed from head to toe, making me feel warm inside. I enjoyed his touch, and felt small tears prick at my eyes, blurring my vision.
He seemed very guilty and sad, which started to make me feel bad. I almost stopped crying, when Onxy spoke, his voice full of saddnes, " I'm so sorry.You can tell me anything if you want,"
I shook my head, wanting to tell him, but I just couldn't open my mouth or move. Only cry.
I think I may be bipolar. First I was happy and mischevious, than I turned all sad at that one sentance that I spoke, triggering all those memorys. Seriously!
I shook as more tears erupted from me. Onyx rubbed my shoulders, and wipped away the many tears on my face. I shivered at his touch, my wolf howling with joy at his warm touch.
He must think I'm weak! I mean, I just broke down infront of him!
He held me close to his toned chest, his shirt wet from my tears. Or, I should say, my dads shirt.
I felt the tears lessen, so I looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes. They had a strange glow to them, and were a very supernatural color of blue, that you could only dream to have.
He looked at me with love, and sadness. His face showed regret. And the emotion I hated getting the most. Pity.
I shook my head and told him, my voice full of sincerity, " don't feel regretfull, and please don't show me pity. I hate that emotion, and feel it just makes people seem weaker than they really are on the inside." I was seathing, but I didn't let it show.
He nodded his head, his face scrunched up in thought. He actualy looked really adorable!
I hated to admit it, but I felt kinda bad. I don't know why, but I feel really bad for talking to him like that with the whole 'pity' thingy.
I sighed, and told him, looking down at my feet, " I'm sorry for talking to you like that." I kept my gaze down at my feet, when suddendly a warm, muscular pair of arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I sighed and leaned even farther into his arms, enjoing his warmth.
My wolf purred inside, and this time I didn't argue with her. It felt really nice wrapped in his arms.....
We were like this for a few mintutes, until I looked up into his eyes. Yes, looked up. He was really tall!
I gazed into his eyes for a moment, still wrapped in his arms. My eyes kept driffting down to his pink, full, soft lips. It looked like he kept looking at my lips too.
Suddendly without warning, I flung my lips on his.
Sparks exploded inside of me. My stomach instintly flipped a few times.
I loved kissing him. Its like our lips were made for each other.
I forgot were I was, only knowing that I was kissing the most handsmoest man in the world.
His lips were soft, and he smelled like honey and roses. he was a little shocked that I had kissed him, but he instintly started kissing me back. I enjoyed kissing him, it made me feel whole. My wolf loved him so much too, and I had nothing against that.
After all, he was high in the ranks, my other half, gorgeous, sexy, sweet, humorous, and last of all, he Cared for me.
I love him.
I love my mate.
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Sorry its so short, but I did have fun writing this one.... HEHEH IM Soooo mischievous!!! C:
Anyways, I need someone to play Onyx, im quite lazy and dont feel like looking up celebs, so if you know a celeb that can play Onxy, feel free to comment! :P
Song on side is 'cover of the rolling stone' by dr.hook, it is a good, funny song. and yes, i love rock and classic rock.
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