Keep Me (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6- The In-Between

Hello Everyone. It has been a while since I last updated the book but here is a new chapter for you to hopefully enjoy.
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Chapter 6

My body was still pressed against Xavier's chest, the hard contours of his chest made an excellent makeshift pillow. It was hard to imagine myself other than right here, in the serene position. I gazed out at the sky, the sun was bright signifying perhaps mid-day. The day felt right after everything that had happened. However, my body just could not settle down, I felt on edge like this was about to rip away from me. My mind traveled to places I did not want to visit. Why did my parents let me go to two strangers, other times they practically shackled me to them. But when Xavier and James come, they just seemingly let me go. It didn't make sense, I knew both of them were powerful individuals but it made me question how powerful they really are. My mouth opened to ask, shutting it immediately I couldn't bear to ask. I didn't want to question them, what if they didn't like that and turned abusive. I couldn't bear the thought of leaving one terrible home and stepping willingly into another.

My head hurt at the thought and my stomach tugged at me to put something in it. I felt so free last night, today I felt trapped. The euphoric high I felt had dissipated and I was left with questions that needed answers. Answers I was too afraid to seek. Often times like these, I cursed my shyness, it was a downfall of mine, one no matter how I tried it would not leave me. In my peripheral vision, I saw James get out of his seat and come towards me, his hands were raised making me flinch. He looked hurt when he saw that, eyes softening and his lips moving. I wasn't paying attention to his words. He took me from Xavier and placed me on his hip.

It felt good, my mind screamed for me to resist, to be aware of my surroundings. The need to bolt at the back of mind if things go sideways. He nudged my stomach gently, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Kitten, I asked if you were okay, your stomach has to rumble quite a bit," He asks. I blush at his choice of nickname. No one has ever called me that and it did funny things to my stomach. I nodded my head at his ploy to get me food. There were so many things I wanted to try and experience, I was just scared to.

James began to walk, my head lay on his shoulder watching Xavier follow in close pursuit. The way he walked exhibited an intense amount of dominance. He looked as if he commanded an army. Xavier most likely was the most dominant of the two, while James was more silly and outgoing. The kitchen gleamed of wealth and newness. He sat me down on the chair, my feet barely scraped the ground so I was left with swinging my feet back and forth. Xavier stroked my cheek, running his thumb against my lip. I parted my lips, allowing him to slip his thumb inside. My tongue slowly glided over the pad of his thumb, my gaze not leaving his. I was in a trance, I couldn't move nor could look away. He was commanding my body and soul. The brush against my shoulder snapped me back to my senses. I turned to see James rubbing my shoulder, gaining my attention towards to the hot plate of soup. I wrinkled my nose, the soup was not one of my favorites things. When I was still residing with my parents, if they were not home I would heat up a small can of soup. That would sustain me for the day.

I dipped the spoon into the bowl, blowing on the hot bowl. My face scrunched up as the spoon touched my lips. The taste of chicken noodle registered on my lips, the soup I frequently drank when I was living with my folks. I did not want to seem ungrateful so I swallowed the liquid as James rubbed by back. Xavier was propped up against the counter, arms crossed over his muscular chest. I felt the tingles touch my cheek as I stared at his strong frame and demeanor. Whatever happened with them, I was glad that they allowed me into their lives for this length of time. It would hurt if they got rid of me but, I could not fault them. They saved me, so I had to be a good girl and listen to what they said and what they wanted for me. If I was good, they would keep me around for a little while.