Her soul imprinted on his being.
Noah's breathe was very uneven and a small set of silver, most likely the keys to open the bathroom door were being strangled by his fingers as he stared down Rosalina. Suddenly his hands started shaking so badly that he dropped the silver set of keys onto the bathroom tile that was still a little bit wet.
Noah either didn't notice or care because he didn't point out the small amounts of water on tile. He put his arms out in front of him and walked kinda like a zombie over to the deer-like Rosalina, who still stood there frozen. Noah then wrapped his arms and shaking hands around her in a bear hug. It was the type of hug you would give to your long lose childhood friend or lover and way to close for Rosalina's liking.
As soon as Noah's hands came in contact with Rosalina's body they stopped shaking completely. Rosalina stood their awkwardly as he forced contact with her.
The shaking hands thing creeped Rosalina out, but when he started to whisper a bunch of gibberish into her ear is when she went into a panic. It seemed like Noah was starting one sentence and ending it with another sentence.
" I thought he got-- I would have killed"
"The first time was the best-- you look the best in light colors"
"He's a demon playing with-- even pretty flowers like you die without sunlight"
But the last two sentences weren't gibberish or not finished and those sentences scared her the most.
" Shh, Mercy. If we're to lose he'll kill us"
"And If you let him taint your blood again" He paused to let a sigh out of his pale lips before finishing his sentence " then I'll have to kill you again, Mercy"
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Mystery / ThrillerHer smoky charcoal eyes met his coffee-colored ones. And just like that an obsession was born.