Sensing Clea

Chapter 2

This time when I woke up, it was morning. I could see the light coming in from the curtains, those tasteless dark green curtains. Victor was sitting on a chair beside my bed, his eyes closed. If I want to get out of this place, I have to go now. I slowly got out of bed, my hands shaking because of the nerves. I looked over at the gorgeous man, making sure he hasn't woken up yet. It was unfair for a person to look this good while sleeping, damn him.

I used my powers to make sure he didn't hear me walking out, taking one last look before I opened up the door and stepped out the room. I gave him his hearing back when I was far away enough from the room and far away from him. But of course me being my stupid self, didn't think of the possibility that his brother may still be here, and that is what leads me straight into his arms as I turned the corner towards the elevator.

"Hello Dimples, where are you heading off to?" Xavier asked. His teeth showing as he gave me a beaming smile.

I folded my arms over my chest, staring him up. "You said I needed to stay the night, and will you look at that? It's morning now. So- if you'll excuse me, I have a person to find." I went around him, pushing the elevator button a few times, hoping it would make it come any faster.

"Oh, but I can't let you do that, sweetheart. I'm sorry." Why is he sorry? I turned around to ask him but I saw Victor jogging towards us.

You have got to be kidding me.

He gave me a disapproving look when he stopped beside his brother. I'm not the one at fault here so why are they so determined to keep me here? Why is he making it his mission to make sure I stay within a certain distance of him?

I turned around and pushed the elevator button again- what is taking this stupid thing so long. He put his hand on my shoulder and I look down at it. "Don't touch me." I gritted my teeth, feeling anger bubbling up again.

He exhaled sharply behind me. "Someone is after you, Clea. Someone is trying to kill you and I will not let him or her do that. So for goodness sake, just- can you please, trust me on this? We will find your sister, and I need you to be alive when we do, but you're not making my job easier here." His voice was calm- stern, but calm.

He's right. I'm not making it easy on him. I let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding in, turning around to face him. "I don't want to be in this hospital anymore. I've already got enough bad memories from this horrible place and I won't be able to keep calm as long as I'm here. Let me go home and I will let you do your job." I tried to be reasonable, or at least make some kind of deal with him.

"You don't have a place to go home to, remember? They trashed your apartment. What if I take you to my place? No one will know you're there and my family will keep an eye on you if something were to happen." I could see it in his eyes that he was pleading; but his voice was neutral, as if what he was telling me didn't matter that much to him.

I don't know the guy and he wants me to stay with him and his family? I get that he protects people on his line of work but this is way too personal for some case that he is involved in. I can't seem to figure him out.

"I'm a big girl, Victor. I don't need to be kept an eye on." I said calmly, trying to reassure him as well as myself. My gaze moved across his chest, and his shoulders. I turned on my x ray vision because I could sense that something was there that shouldn't be.