Lonely Bloodlust

Chapter Ten

I looked into his eyes. The swirling silver was so breathtaking. I could feel his warm breath brush against my face. My nerves were going insane, I was absolutely clueless of what to do. He pressed me closer to him, I was trapped. He placed a hand on my face as he drew closer to my face. His hand cuffed the side of my face gently, causing shivers to go down my spine.

The indescribable feeling that he was causing me to feel kept on growing. Filling up every inch of my body. I looked at his but they were not on me, however on my lips.

Oh my... What does he think he is doing? What am I doing?! I don't even know this man! This very large godly man! Stop gawking at him. Get yourself together even if he is.. ughhhhh! Oh god, have mercy on me!

His hand stroke the side of my cheek as his lips were only centimeters away. I jolt of strength and energy shot through my core. I pushed myself from him, immediately getting off the bench. He looked so stunned.

I felt guilty for what I just did. His silver melting eyes filled with sadness as he looked at me. My head dropped down once I picked up my pencil and sketch book. I did not want to look him in the eye. I couldn't kiss him, I know nothing about him. For all I knew, he could be a dashing murderer. I don't want to get myself caught up in the mafia or something.

"I'm sorry. I can't." I uttered under my breath. I heard a creak sound escaping from the bench and felt a someone cuff my hand.

"It's alright. I understand. I know you felt that feeling, however." He smiled. Confused of what he was talking about, I looked up at him.

"What are you saying?" I asked. My tones was so soft and delicate. His smile turned into a soft grin. His hand lifted up mine and flipped it, opening up my palm. He placed my metal sharpener in it and then closed my hand. He tugged my arm causing me to hug him. I wanted to pull back until he wrapped his arms around me.

He knelt down, and hugged me tighter around my waist, nudging his head in my neck. That warm feeling came back again, that weird new indescribable feeling. The feeling of finding happiness. Something I never truly felt before. I didn't want him to stop, I wanted him to hug me tighter. He finally put me down and slightly parted us, his hands rested on my arms.

"That feeling." He smiled.

His eyes filled with a childish glow. I was speechless. What just happened? What is this?

I stared into his eyes as he stared into mine. He leaned in closer. My heart started to skip uncontrollably as he locked his arms around my waist, leaning his head against the side of mine right by my ear.

"This feeling you're feeling right now. I've been waiting years to feel this." He whispered in my ear. His steamy breath brushed up against my ear with each word. His hands laid on my lower back. Chills ran throughout everywhere on my body. His steamy breath wasn't helping my situation either. The heat radiating off him was so soothing. I pressed my cold fingertips to the side of his face. I looked to the side to see his black hair shimmer with the fiery glow of the sunset.

Everything seemed so unreal. Everything seemed so familiar. To him and to the setting, like I've seen this all before I don't know where though. Snapping me out of my thoughts, I felt warm lips brush against my neck. My eyes widened as I looked at the colorful sky. I felt his grip loosened as he stepped away slowly.

"I have to go love. I'll be back." He whispered. The feeling of warmth and and being loved faded away as he separated himself from my grasp. He leaned down once again and kissed my cheek.

"So beautiful." He sighed in my ear. I looked at the sky. He pressed himself off me, walking away. I looked at him in desperation to come back. I turned around to pick up my sketch pad from dropping. I looked back up and he was still walking.

I ran his way barely catching up. He looked surprised at my actions.

"Hey- wh-where do you think you're - you're going?!" My breathing was staggered. I clasped my chest, trying to breathe.

"Are you okay?" He sounded worried. Such a grown men looked like a child, so scared of what may come.

"I'm fine. I just don't run much." I chuckled. His worried face faded with a small smirk. After a moment he chuckled to himself.

"What's funny?" I nervously gulped. He laughed louder this time.

"Nothing, I swear."

"Mhm. If it was nothing you wouldn't be laughing." I squinted, questioning him.

"What I mean to say is that, I am not going to tell you." His response made my nose crinkled. I looked at him with my most intimidating stare but showed no effect. Like usual.

"Don't look at me like that." He sighed.
I let out a loud groan in anger. As he walked, I struggled to keep up with his pace. He walked much faster than me.

"Slow down! I'm not fit and my legs are shorter than yours! Take some baby steps. I don't want to die from exhaustion trying to keep up with you." I whined. He laughed once again at my excessive whining.

We walked around the park for sometime until we arrived at the parking lot. I felt the empty feeling overwhelm my emotions again. When you know something has to come to a stop.

"Well I guess this is our goodbyes?" The sound of dread in my voice.

"I mean it doesn't have to be."