Isn't it wicked how it solely takes one living person to make you question everything? You can question the world and it only takes one simple thing. A broken heart, trust issues, a disappointment. Anything.
I was wide awake during the night, thoughts consuming my mind. I never was the one to question to this extent until I reached this point in my life. What did it take for me to question everything? Only Blade Carter.
The man I despised ever since he laid his eyes on me and made me his target to destroy. He was giving out to me all the feelings I never thought I could feel so deep within me. My heart didn't need to reach out to him so it could beat but he made it beat wildly.
I find myself drifting my thoughts back to the night and I feel myself trembling, almost as If I could still feel the warm traces that were left by his fingertips on my waist. His eyes were intense while gazing at mine and my soul was as vivid as it could be. For a moment I could plead him to kiss me hard but the words never abandoned my lips.
My mind was fiercely telling me not to do it and I reasoned it. I didn't plead and I wouldn't because there is no possible way the he would kiss me. He turned his back immediately after staring at my lips for seconds and left me all alone in the kitchen, questioning him until morning.
I was engulfed by a unmistakable silence and that alone made me get out of bed and leave behind the inviting warmth.
" Caleb? " The only response I got back was nothing other then the silence. Did they leave me here alone?
Everything seemed questionable as I wandered around the small house, no memories hanging around despite the old furniture that decorated every single space.
The house was vacant and waiting for our arrival but it had a owner. Does the elder man not have any family at all? It leaves me wondering over the small fact. Most people around here look over their family as a priority.
My fingertips traced over the dusty furniture and I find myself walking into the room shared by Blade and Caleb. It was larger than mine and somewhat colder. But what caught my attention was the locked drawer in the dresser that stood by the bed.
Both Caleb and Blade are extremely attentive and detailed, I wonder if they noticed the lock that kept the drawer closed and out of our reach. Whatever was locked in there was important enough to be hidden away from any eye.
I slowly crouched in front of the dresser and looked at the lock carefully. It was a master lock and only one person could know the combination.
Before I could try to curiously crack a combination a warm hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me up roughly. I lay my free hand over a strong chest to keep my balance and my eyes lock with a pair of jade green ones.
My lips are slightly parted due to the surprise. He didn't make any noise and I was caught being too curious for my own good once again. His gaze was intense as he watched me intently and for a second he didn't mutter any word.
" What are you doing? " He finally asked but he didn't look mad now. Nowhere near mad, he was staring at me curiously.
Because of the unnecessary confrontations we had in a matter of days, I decided not to tell him anything. Eventually Blade would figure it out and it was obvious that I was holding the lock.
" I thought that I was left alone. " From another person's point of view, it probably looked like I was spating out some kind of accusation. I was just stating a fact.
" I don't intend to leave you on your own. " Somehow he had me torn apart between two thoughts. Was he reassuring me or was he stating a fact just like I did?
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Blade Carter
Romance"Your hands against my chest trying to make me leave. It's useless because I'll be coming right back the moment you push." ------ Ivy Barringer has never taken her life for granted and never once did she question herself about how she would someda...