Bound Together

Chapter Eleven

Cleopatra's POV

I looked at Dilan as he slept against my chest, already drooling on my dress but I didn't mind. My thoughts were disturbing me especially after I went down the memory lane with him. I needed his sight, his presence to distract me from my thoughts. There were just a lot of things to worry about and the top on the list was a certain Roman that I had been running from all of my life. That moment I had told Dilan about Julius Cesar had made me remember things that I had tried to forget all of my life. The problem was that Dilan would go through that too if I didn't save him. For a moment, I thought of just killing Julius Cesar so that all my problems would be lost but just as fast as that thought came, it disappeared. Why?! Because it was impossible.

"Dilan? Are you awake?" I heard Claire's mother ask from the other side of the door. Dilan jerked awake making him sit on the bed. He took some time to process what had happened and when he saw the drool on my chest, he blushed in a shy manner making me almost burst out laughing but I remembered that his aunt was still on the door.

"Yes aunt," he answered grumpily as he recovered from sleep. At the same time, he was looking at me, mostly my chest as he mouthed a sorry. I shrugged as I stood from his bed.

"I thought I said not to lock the door. Anyway, come out for supper," she said.

"And Cleopatra too," she added and then there was silence.

"Um... sorry about the drool," Dilan said as he scratched his head to show he was nervous.

I smiled at him, something I had been doing lately and shrugged. " It's nothing Dilan, it's just drool."

"Oh, okay. You seem troubled," he observed. "Was it because of the drool?"

"No, but I wish it was. Just thinking about a certain Roman emporer," I said and his face became full of worry and it hurt me. He wasn't supposed to be worrying about vampires and the dangers vampires bring. He wasn't supposed to be in this war but fate said otherwise. He was the daylight flower and vampires were going to be a part of his life. It's just that I hated seeing him worried.

"Don't worry yourself. Let's go and eat," I told him hoping it would cheer him up or something.

He moved close to me and then lifted his hands and placed them on my shoulders. This action made me look at him and I was lost in his eyes. He looked strong, confident and something so precious even for me.

"It's going to be fine. You know why? Because it will be you and I against the world and nobody will come between us," he told before pulling my head towards his and our lips smashed. I stood there enjoying the moment, basking in the golden moment. Whatever he had said to me had recharged my spirit and he was right. Nothing was going to harm us when we were together.

"Let's not get carried away," I said as I broke the kiss, with him gasping a little for air and he groaned in frustration.

"One more second, or two," he begged but I just pecked him on the lips.

"That's all, your aunt is probably counting the minutes we are using," I told him but I didn't pull him away. Instead, I held him closer to me as our souls were much in peace.

"You should take your own advice Cleopatra," Dilan said as he giggled.

"Fine. Let me let go of you," I said to him still holding him.

He raised one of his eyebrows. "You are the one doing the holding, not I," he said with a smile.

"Dilan, Cleopatra, get yourselves down here or I will..."

"Coming!" Dilan said as he reached towards the door with I following him.

I smoothened my hair as Dilan had ruffled it a lot in our many moments and then followed him.