I looked down, tears welling up in my eyes. Chase knows, I can lie, it's not too late. I can just say I used it to cut paper or something. No, that sounds stupid. I can't. I can't deal with this. I took it from his hand and turned away getting ready to run. He didn't stop me. I ran and ran until I couldn't run anymore, I tripped and got close to hitting my head on the floor when a hand grabbed my waist. He did follow me. He chased me actually. Then he saved me, but I realized as I fell I clutched it close to my heart. It pierced me, cutting straight through my flesh. I cried out in pain and slowly, the world turned.
"Ch...Chase?..." I called out to him. He was holding me in his lap close to him. I looked up at his eyes, I felt so at peace with them, safe. I closed my eyes and for once, I smiled.
I was finally alone, in my head. In the complete and utter darkness of my own mind. I was scared. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes and to wake up. I was just floating there in the blackness of my sanity, or lack of for that matter. I felt something though, warmth, it couldn't have been my imagination. It was a passion, a desire of some sort, his heart. I could feel his body heat on one of my sides, his warmth. I could hear voices, no one voice only, it was too hard to make it out but most importantly I heard his heart beat. It was steady and continuous, unlike mine. I was trying to figure out where I was, what time was it, how long had I been out? I can't know for sure until I wake up. Little beads rolled down my face, it wasn't coming from me though. I slowly opened my eyes and was blinded by the light. I blinked a couple times before my eyes completely registered what it was I was seeing. Chase was still holding me on his lap by my waist laying his head near his heart.
"How. How long was I out for?" I asked him, my voice barely audible.
"Only a little while, but you scared me. Please, please don't do anything that will put you in danger. Please?" His voice was soft yet ragged, why did he care though? Why was it so important to him?
"Thank you for saving me... but why does it matter. We just met today, can't you just forget about me like everyone else?" As I said it, I realized how grateful I am that he cares, I feel connected to him oddly.
"I- I know you though. I know it sounds stupid and crazy but, I...I-" his voice cracked and he struggled to continue, "I love you Catherine Matthews." I was shocked, and the look on his face was just as surprised as his words as mine was.
"I don't know you. You sound confused, please don't toy with someone like me by hanging love right in front of me like that." I was really depressed by saying this out loud, I was grateful he felt the same way- ugh no what the hell am I talking about? He doesn't love me. He is just fucking with me. "Go... go away. Leave me alone." I tried to get up, slowly I rose but he held me there. Staying on top of his lap.
"You can't leave me now. Please don't go. I just want to hold you, to protect you. I feel like I've known you for a life time as it is." His voice broke, he looked like a little kid. Like a young boy devastated by the cruelty that life is, one who has suffered much pain in his time although his youth is still pure yet tainted in the worst way possible.
"Chase, we just met though, so why do you care so much? Why me of all people?" I asked picking around trying to find the reason his heart is so pure and inviting towards me.
"I said, it feels like I've known you for a life time, like we were meant to be together." It was like his mind finally caught up to what he was saying. He shook his head a few times. "Fuck, what am I saying. I am probably coming on too strong. Shit. I am sorry. I just really like you and I don't know why, I can't say exactly what it is that draws me towards you, but I can't deny it, that's for sure." He looked sad, his youth suddenly gone and replaced with anxieties. I wanted to... to kiss him. I leaned towards him and my lips met his, they locked together as if it had happened many times before, it came natural to me.
I finally realized what I was doing and I pulled away, regretfully. "Sorry. Really, I have no idea what came over me. I-I am really sorry..." The same hot rush flowed down my face. Fuck, I am crying again.
"Hey, hey, no no please don't cry." He kissed my tears away, then he kisses closer and closer to my lips. I couldn't take it any longer, I pulled his face towards mine cupping both his cheeks in my hands kissing his lips. Things started getting a bit more intense, still with me on his lap but he pulled me even closer to his chest and the kisses were long and deep, full of passion, desire. His fiery heart. I licked his lips gently and then found his tongue prying my mouth opened. I kissed him back, enjoying every second of it. Wait- what the. Shit!
