Blaise, The Bad Boy, and The Beast [SLOW UPDATES]

The Sister

I woke up with a pounding headache as memories from yesterday flooded back to me. Honestly, I've become the beast. But I guess pushing her down instead of being in control along with her was even more stressful. At least now I'm being myself, and he loves me just that way. I roll my head to the side taking in Lincoln's sleeping form.

He's so beautiful. Some would say I changed for him, he changed me into this crazy woman monster. But truth is, he just helped me accept who I am. I'm starting to question who I am again though. I shouldn't be. I push back the thoughts of if I never met Lincoln Hart then Jared would still be here. I can't think like that. He warned me, he tried to stay away. This isn't his fault. If it's anyone's fault it's mine. But these thoughts won't help me make it through. I let out a sigh and sit up to get out of bed when a strong hand grabbed my arm.

"Stop." Lincoln's gruff morning voice came from behind me making me shudder as he pulled me back down.

Within a second I was under him with his arms on either side of my head. Looking me in the eyes he titled his head sideways biting his lip. Oh.

Will he never not have this effect on me? Does he notice something I don't? What's going through his head?

"You're slipping, Blaise. I don't know what it is but I can tell. Don't lose yourself in this madness." He whispers leaving down closer.

I eye him carefully. He's right. All these thoughts going through my head, questioning myself and who I am. Blaming myself. I can't help it. This only reminds me I'd actually be pretty lost without him. I'd still be that girl scared to get angry, scared for someone to look at me wrong, scared to get close to anyone.

Lincoln leaned down running his nose up the crook of my neck slowly. He placed his lips on my skin letting out a low hum.

"Don't worry, I'll always be here to remind you angel." His breath fanned my skin.

I sucked in a breath as my heart pounded against my chest. Holy shit, why does it feel like we just met? I tilted my face towards his making him raise up a bit. His eyes were on fire. Leaning back in he took my bottom lip in between his teeth making me let out a small moan. I could feel his mouth form a smile before a loud bang on the door and the sound of Eli's voice yelling at us made us groan and break apart.

Getting up from the bed I quickly got dressed and followed Lincoln down stairs. Lincoln came to a screeching halt in front of me. I put my hands on his back to stop myself from colliding with him. I looked over his shoulder and there stood a beautiful girl dressed like a badass, and even more she was a spitting image of Lincoln.

"Lincoln, have you missed me?" She chimed with a smirk.

"Oh great, ladies and gentleman, my sister has finally decided to make an appearance." He waved his hands sarcastically around before continuing down the stairs.

Her brows shot up giving me a weird gut feeling when she spotted me. I eyed her curiously before continuing behind Lincoln. I hopped up on the bar next to where Eli was leaning and Lincoln sat on the stool next to me.

"I don't believe we've met, I'm Lincoln's sister." She reaches out her hand to mine.

"Blaise." I muttered taking her hand giving it a quick shake.

She gave a mischievous smile before picking up an apple and taking a bite. Lincoln looked at her lazily and rolled his eyes before putting his arm around me.

"What is it that you want?" He questioned his sister.

"Oh, you know,"  she started towards the door, "just making sure you're still alive."

"Well, here I am." He furrowed his brows confused putting his arms out to the side.

She reached for the door knob twisting it slowly. She smirked squinting her eyes looking back and forth between us before opening the door.

"Good, Until next time then." And with that she walked out shutting the door behind her.

"Hopefully there won't be a next time." Lincoln muttered before pushing himself off the stool.

Am I the only one who thought that was weird?