Flame To My Sweetness

Chapter 5: Pep

What the Glob!?

Leo POV

Once we heard that, Blake and I immediately let go of each other. My eyes widened and so did his, we have just now realized what we've actually done. I slowly but nervously glance at my parents, Dad's fangs were shown with anger while Father covered his mouth with his hands. I looked at Blake but was stunned, he seemed to have better composure than me and even gripped my shoulder in response, leaning over...

"It will be okay Lee." He whispered. "We'll be fine."

I was having a panic attack now. It might seem pathetic yes, but I'm scared. Scared of what my will parents say. I know very well that this wouldn't probably effect our engagement but Parents are still parents. I doubt that my Dad would be reasonable, he'd kill Blake if he knew what we've been doing for almost seven years.

Father was more emotional than ever, my main concern is that he probably wouldn't let me even be near Blake until I turn eighteen—no. Until he decides when I can actually be near Blake.

I buried my head into Blake's strong chest as he wrapped his arm around my waist and the other running smoothed circles down my back.
No one said anything for what felt like forever. It was so nerve racking that I just wished that My Dad and Father would yell at me already. I didn't even dare look to the direction of Blake's parents.

I guess Blake sensed my elated state because he was the first to speak. "I can—"

"No! Don't you even think about finishing that sentence Blake!" To my surprise those words did not come from my Parents.

It came from Flame King.

"I have had it with you!" He seemed to yell louder. "I have always tolerated your behavior but this. What is this Blake?! Are you trying to hide your life from us?!"

His grip tightened but Blake never broke. To say that I'm shocked is beyond that. I have always heard that the Flame King was always the calm and collected one. Blake has always talked about how his Father never payed much mind when he got into much trouble and rarely disciplined him. He was mostly the sweet one, but I guess he finally reached his limit.

"Boys. Inside. Now." My Dad finally spoke. His voice low and obviously unpleasant. I couldn't even get my face out of Blake's chest as I felt Father yank me out of his hold.

I knew better than to scream or say anything, I just shot him a hurtful glance. All he did was simply whisper,

"It will be okay Little Lee."

My Father had a tight hold on my arm as we entered the castle, Blake and his family slowly trailing behind us. It was dark and cold. So cold. I just wanted to feel Blake's warmth around me, I needed his type of support but as of the moment, it could not be given.

I was barely holding back my tears as the room almost felt like it was closing in on us. My Dad's boots clashing against the hard, yellow Jaw Breaker tiles.

I didn't even get to look at Blake before They were shoved into one of our best guest rooms. Soon later, I found myself inside my Parent's room, crawled up against the bed. I could only wrap my arms around myself and look down.

"Leo." I heard Dad say sternly. "Spill it."

I shook my head no. The Last thing I needed and wanted to do right now was talk, but Blake would know that. He would just hold me and whisper loving words into my ear.