Desolation [manxman] DRAFT

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Still annoyed by the smoke's stupid guessing game I woke up and made the mistake of opening my eyes. I hissed as the light invaded my eyes like painful glass shards and closed them again. I could hear the asshole shift behind me and it took me everything not to scramble out of the bed. I didn't want to expose my backside to him to make it easier to be stabbed so I turned around to face him.

"Are you going to yell at me again?" I could hear Alexios ask.

"I'm tired. Leave me alone." I mumbled, pulling the blanket tighter around me.

I could hear him laugh and shift under the blankets, his breath caressing my face. He seemed to have trouble finding the perfect spot and just continued throwing himself around and annoying the hell out of me. He made the entire bed shake like an earthquake and not in the good way if you know what I mean. I didn't even know what I mean.

"Oh my god, can't you hold still." I groaned and tried to blindly smack him.

"Ouch, stop it." He whined and tried to dive under to covers in order to avoid my hands.

I just started kicking him under the sheets until he grabbed my legs and pulled me closer. I hissed at his face, showing him the fang that were poking out of my mouth to warn him that I would be ripping his throat out if I had to. He wasn't very impressed by that and just smiled at me, letting go of my arm again.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I want cranberry juice." I whined, suddenly feeling very thirsty.

I could hear him laugh softly and it made my heart skip a beat. It seemed like it was a genuine one too. I tried to hide my face in the pillows in order to get away from his glance but it just made him laugh even more. I pressed my feet against his stomach in case he was thinking he could weasel closer, making him flinch at the contact of my cold toes against his sensitive stomach skin.

"I talked to your dad." Alexios told me after a while. "About your behavior and he told me some things about you."

I just huffed and decided not to react. What was my dad even capable of telling him? He hadn't seen me or talked to me for years prior to this shitty excuse of a mission. Unless he decided to tell the good old story of how I killed Geras which I hadn't but that's just what they choose to believe and tell everyone. Now I just got mad. I didn't want him to think I was a muderer. Never had I taken a life, i just harvested them.

"I wanted to apologize." He tried again after receiving no reaction.

I peered out with one eye, staring at him. Apologize for what? He didn't do anything to me. Maybe he was going to do something and wanted to get my remission beforehand. My muscles grew more and more tense as time passed and I was watching him more suspiciously now but he didn't try anything. I didn't understand. If he wasn't trying to kill me, what was he trying to apologize for.

"Yeah, the sad thing is you probably believe that." I mocked him just to get out of the loop my brain was experiencing currently.

He winced at that and looked like he was seriously regretting having started this conversation. Good. We all have something we regret and at least he doesn't regret being born like I did. Just a minor thing. He would be getting over it sooner or later. He'd have his cheery attitude back in no time.

"Erebus told me about the conflict that is going on within your family." He stated. "How it changed you. And I'm sorry for taking offense to your behavior and not asking whether it had any deeper causes and other issues presenting itself like that."

"He doesn't know shit." I snapped. "Don't pretend like you know me."

"Okay. Why don't you tell me then?" He suggested, smiling at me.