ADDICTED TO YOU

Chapter 1

I was awake, just had two hours of sleep... my worst case scenario would be none at all. I feel the four o'cklock aroma of the day, it was still early, the only light shining through the somber of the room was the open light coming from the lampshade on either side of my bed.

I made my way to the bathroom and just when I turned on the lights, I was awestruck by the lustrous shining tiles...too much for bathroom tiles made out of gold, not wanting to engulf myself I started stripping out of my clothes, nothing a cold shower wouldn't do. The smell of my shampoo was like fresh summer it was delighting my senses, the cold water started falling down from my face to the valley of my breast to my tighs up to the last bit of my toes, the cold shower was refreshing. Grabbing the white robe from the rack of towels I stared at the magnanumous mirror in front of me. The dark circles under my eyes are clearly visible, my natural blue eyes had become a shade darker and my pale skin made me look like a cancer patient... thanks to the only part of my visage that was still giving off the life out of me, my lips was still as red as it is, but still I look like crap.

Looking back at the mirror, now fully cloth... wearing a twist front sweater paired with a skimmpy fitted jeans, and my phone buzzing. I decided to let my wavey hair with a mixture of brown and slightly rubicund hang lose and cascade it's lenght on my shoulders and with the second ring I answerd my phone.

"What?"

"Heather, did you receive the schedule in meeting up your new doctor?"

I got the schedule last night, but didn't bother skimming it, I opened the mahogany console at my bedside, staring at the piece of printed out schedule. I sighed knowing that I'll have another boring session with the new doctor.

"Yes."

"I'm glad you have it, well don't be late for your first session."

"Yeyy! I can't wait to meet the new doc."

There's always room for sarcasm, and I'm in the mood right now. I said my goodbye and before officer Botti could utter a word I hunged up on him.

Walking down the stairs I didn't stop for anyone, didn't wanna witness the first day of school ritual that aunt Luciana have in mind. Grabbing my bag, with my schedule on it, I got out of the manor and the monday morning breeze embraced me with all it's glory, the green forestland glowing with freshness from the rain last night.

"Goodmorning Miss Mills."

I turned around to look at the person owning that voice and as I spun, I saw a wrinkly old man standing at the side wearing a black formal tux. I didn't smile often, but I just had the urge of giving him one.

"Goodmorning."

"The lady of the house, informed us you needed a ride to school, I am Bernati the driver."

He was talking about my aunt Luciana, she knew she couldn't get me to do her first day rituals, but I guess a ride to school wouldn't hurt. Bernati opened up the door of the Aston Martin. We were already on the road and when he asked if I wouldn't mind for some music, I just nodded. Reaching up the university gate I saw the usual college set up, cars are parked in place the geeky ones are busy with their books, the guys with their men in black shirts, long hair, and dark eyeliners...... probably the rockstars, while the popular ones are chillin on their own no tresspass turf, they were a set of gorgeous and godly guys and gals with the stance and poise of the gods, so they say. I noticed one of them sleeping on the table. While busying myself and giving off the I don't give a damn look, my eyes were caught up by something, feeling the magnetic pull... I felt when I saw those deep set of almond brown eyes... it was him from yesterday, he was the one resting his head on the table they were situated in, with messy hair proving he just woke up, he looked at me intently... I was caught up between two feelings to either run for the hills or run straight at him and never let go but hell, I don't give a damn, I shouldn't give a damn! Not about him or about anyone else. I looked pass him and made my way to the entrance door. The moment I passed them, the ones in his circle stopped with their blabbering and looked my way... I swear I felt pairs of eyes on me. I heard one of them say in a teasing tone. She's playing hard to get Viggo.

Half of my day went smooth, but I wouldn't wait for the big storm to come out, so I decided to go to one place where no soul would disturb me... the library.

Entering the red wood door leading to the library, I was enveloped by the silence and tranquility of the room... it was huge with books ranging from one content to another, a place where I could find the peace and quiet I wanted. I sat on one of the chairs paired up with a long empty table. Holding up a book that covered most of my face, I felt that uneasy feeling again, a feeling of being watched. Lowering the book, I was welcomed by a pair of deep set almond brown eyes, even though I felt flabbergasted I maintained my cool and nonchalant face. He was only two tables away from me, and if the library couldn't get any quieter, well this time it did. It's like it's just me and him. His chin was on top of his arms resting on the table, he just kept on looking at me, observing me. Not letting off my guard, I stood up grabbed my things and started for the door, acting like nothing happend. I was three steps away from the door when I heard him utter those words.

"Why are you leaving?"

I stopped from my tracks and answered him, even if my breath was caught up upon hearing his voice.

"None of your business."

I moved and started for the door again, but he grabbed my arms in an iron clad grip, I was now facing him... we were inches apart, I could smell his musk and heavenly breath fanning my neck. My mind was screaming and wriggling for him to let me go, but my body wasn't cooperating having a mind of its own, telling me I was safe in his arms, that all the hurt would perish once I lay my head over his beating heart.

"You're my business, cause you're my mate."

What in the world is he talking about? Mate? I mentally cursed at myself for tilting my head up.... I had to look up he was dramatically taller than me and looking directly at those earth shaking set of almond brown eyes. I feel the freshness of summer, I taste the sweetness of honey and the sinful desire that crept inside my body.... my shell, these feelings I felt upon looking at him... I fear them.

"I don't know what your talking about, and would you please be kind enough to release me?"

Breaking eye contact wasn't an option. I had to stand my ground, he was being ridiculous calling me his ........ mate. His grip got lighter, grabbing that opportunity to break free from him. I turned my back on him, when I got out of the library I bumped into something hard and as I lift my head up.... I saw the brown haired guy who was talking to Officer Botti the other day, he turned around and faced me.... giving off a boyish grin.

"So how'd it go? Man! I thought Viggo would let me stand guard until the both of you are limp and tired.... I told him it was a bad idea to do it in the library......"

He murmured the last statement as if telling it to himself. That explains why I felt we where the only ones in there. Did he think he could score a homebase with me?...... Stupid.

I moved pass him wanting an alone time with myself, and be inconspicuous in their eyes. The day was still young, but all I wanted was to crawl up in my bed, even if it's a known fact that I wouldn't get suitable rest. Walking pass him was easy.... yet another hand grabbed me. I sighed knowing that it was the brown haired guy.

"Hey, Why are you leaving?"

I faced him... bored and annoyed with how things became worse in a matter of seconds. Why do they keep on asking me that question? I spun around to give him an answer, but I saw him.... the reason of my fear standing regally at the back of the brown haired guy. I see, so the idiot just got out.

"Let her go Alfons."

His voice was authoritative and his words were declared with power..... as if they were law... law that shouldn't be disobeyed.... that shouldn't be dishonored.