Fire and Ice

Chapter 7- Sparks Fly

 This will be dedicated to three of my friends.

 First is my friend Faith. For helping me with apart in this chapter. I had no idea how to write something in this chapter and she helped me figure it out.

 Next is Brianna. She always reads my stories and comments on them. Also she always falls in love with the characters!

 Finally is my friend Alice. She read my story and laughed alongside me telling me it was good and funny.

 Thank you all! Happy reading!

Chapter 7: Sparks Fly

  A few hours later on our project is officially finished. Right now I am in the kitchen trying not to burn anything because my cooking skills suck.

  Seth is in the living room watching whatever is on the old fuzzy TV screen. He stayed over for dinner and I am now making it which I regret.

  The stupid element on the stove won’t go. Like my usual self I go all spastic at it. First I try hitting it. Then I try cursing at it. Then I try apologizing to it and pleading with it. Eventually I settle for screaming at it.

  “You stupid worthless piece of-!” I was cut off mid scream by Seth coughing at the door.

  “You know you could’ve asked me to help you know. I am a fire element.” He walks over to the stove and lays his hand on the element.

  “You know you could burn-“

  I get cut off by him putting a hand over my mouth. “I’m a fire element. Do you really think I would get burnt?” I stay silent. His hand on my mouth is warm and soft. “Also I don’t know why you didn’t just ask me to fix your stove. Instead you used some pretty interesting swear words I never thought a girl, let alone and angel, would know.”

  He gently removes his hand from my mouth and gets to work cooking the rest of the dinner, while I just stand there gawping.

  Once dinner is served he stares at me. “Are you going to stand like that for the rest of the night?”

  “Uhhh....” I then move, grab my plate off of him and sit on the counter to eat. I eat slowly, chew properly and take small bites- nothing like what I usually do.

  He leans against the counter also eating similarly to me.

  The food is too good. It’s becoming one of my favourite meals with each bite I take. “I can’t take it anymore!” I scream before eating like I usually do- like a pig.

  “Oh thank god! I thought I would have to eat like this forever!” He says before also digging into his plate.

  We are both finished in a matter of minutes. I dump my plate in the sink and then bounce off to my room. For some reason he follows me.

  “So where are your parents?” He asks leaning against the door frame.

  I immediately curl up into a little ball on my bed and ignore his question.

  “Ash, where are your parents?” he asks again coming to sit next to me on my bed.

  “I don’t want to talk about it” I mumble.

  He sighs before pulling me close to him and wrapping his arms around me. “I know what I said before. That I didn’t want to talk to you, that we should be enemies. Well I lied when I said it all. And if I say I never want to see you again then I am also lying. You fascinate me and I want to know all about you. So please tell me about your parents Ash, please?” His voice is soft and is right by my ear.

  For some reason I feel safe in a demon’s arms, and it’s not because of their false charm, but because he generally makes me feel safe.

  I sigh. “I might as well tell you. But if you turn it into something it’s not like most demons do then I will freeze more than just your groinal area!” I glared straight into those gorgeous deep blue eyes of his.

  He nods looking a little frightened. I guess he doesn’t like the idea of me freezing him again.

  I rake a hand through my hair. I let out a shaky breath. “My Mum was an angel. I never knew her because she belonged in heaven not down on earth, she wasn’t a fallen angel. My Dad was just an ordinary water element trying to raise a half angel by himself. All the boys followed me around like love sick puppies and all of the girls wanted to be my friend. I even brought stray animals home. One day my Dad couldn’t take it much longer so he went out one night and never came back” I start to sob “He went out drinking, he wanted to drown himself in his sorrows. But he tried to drive home. He was to drunk.” I let the tears stream down my checks and Seth pulls me closer. I bury my head in his shoulder and cry into his shoulder. “He drove himself off a bridge! I was only thirteen! No one wanted me because they all blamed me, I even blamed me!”

  Seth held me close and whispered in my ear that everything will be okay. I remember when I first told Casey this. She had gone all motherly like and let me cry myself to sleep, all the while she was singing softly to me. But everyone else I had told didn’t care much about me. Nobody I barely knew treated me like this. I then realised none of anything he had said tonight was effected by his demonicness. It was all the absolute truth! I was gobsmacked! Why would Seth Blackthorn be interested in me? I refused to use my angel charms so why?

  I was sick of that question being unanswered so I asked straight out. “Why?”

  He knew exactly what I was asking. He looked shy? “Well I don’t really know. I just know that you are irresistible and I have this urge to be around you.”

  “But we are opposites.”

  “I know but that makes it even stronger.”

  I had to agree. I even felt a strong pull towards him, that’s why I had a major rant with Casey yesterday.

  He was staring at me with longing in his eyes. He was staring straight at my lips. I gave him a weird look. “I’m sorry but I must try this” he said, fidgeting right before he smashes his lips against mine.

  At first I am stunned. Then I melt into the kiss and give him full domination. Demons love full domination, and I could tell he loved it just as much. His tongue twirls around mine and I softly moan.

  He has a feverish heat, and I have a feverish chill. I wouldn’t be surprised if we were shrouded in steam. I was putting my hands anywhere his hot skin was. He was desperately exploring my cold skin. We are both suckers who have lost ourselves in this kiss. There is definitely more there but we break the kiss for some air.

  “What. Was. That?” I say breathless.

  “I don’t know but it sure as hell was good” He replies looking me up and down.

  I gulp. Damn this demon hybrid for making me want him! What the hell am I feeling for him? Is it lust? No angels can’t stand lust. We always run away from lust. I know because one guy only wanted me for my body so I ended up breaking his nose. Surely it couldn’t be love? It would explain why I was always happy round him, why I always felt safe round him, why I had this urge to make him happy.

  Well if it is love then it is a very heated love.

  His features soften. “Did I hurt you? Or did I just scare you?” He looks frightened?

  I shook my head. “No I’m just trying to figure it all out. Angels can’t stand lust. And it surely can’t be love, can it?”

  He shrugs. “I don’t know either. All I know is that I want you to be happy. But I have to go. My Mum would kill me if I am late home. See you tomorrow babe” He gently kisses me. It was just a soft brush of the lips, but it still sent tingles down my spine. He looks pained, he doesn’t want to leave me and I don’t want him to leave either.

  He slowly walks out of the room. I hear the door shut but I still haven’t moved.

  What is this attraction between us?