Emilia

13: Emilia

-Emilia-

Stepping into the warm bathroom due to the extreme amount of hot water I had let run for a good five minutes, I closed my door behind me and I pulled off my clothes.

I opened the glass door and I stepped inside as the scalding water pierced my skin. I flinched back seeing as it was too hot and I began to meddle it out with the cold water. Running my fingers under the water to test it, I submerged my body under the shower head when it reached a warmer temperature.

After soaking in the water for a while, I began to wash my body. I grabbed my body wash and I lathered my loofah as I began to scrub away. The feeling of the mesh fabric raking against my skin sent me into a state of serenity. Everything felt calm as my hearing focused in on the sound of the water trickling from my body and onto the floor.

I switched the loofah in my opposite hand and began to scrub my arms. My eyes observed the faint bruises that were much worse three weeks ago. The darkened blues that soon faded into a yellow color were no longer visible. The print of Vincent's hand no longer wrapped around my forearm like it was an accessory to my body.

Finishing up my shower, I stepped out and I grabbed my white towel and wrapped it tightly around my body. I opened the door and I walked out of my bathroom as all of my body movement stopped.

"Seems a little too revealing, don't you agree mia cara?" The voice of the Great Vincent Fontana had filled the dead silence of the room as he held up my lace underwear in his hands.

Heat rose up to my cheeks and I quickly walked over to him and I snatched it from his hands and set it back down on the bed. He pocketed his hands in his slacks and stared down at me with a smirk tugging at his lips.

"What are you doing here Vincent?" I asked him with irritation as I craned my neck to look up at him. He rose his hand to my cheek that he caressed while he stroked the water droplets off of my face. The contact of his warm hand on my skin made my body feel hot.

"I missed you Emilia." He replied gently and my heart did a little dance as butterflies filled my stomach. I stared up into his blue eyes that always seemed to take my breath away and then I furrowed my eyebrows and pulled away from his touch.

"You don't get to miss me Vincent. Not when you left me in your room all by myself and disappeared for three weeks." I replied to him as I tucked my wet hair behind my ears.

I haven't seen him in so long, I almost forgot what his touch felt like. Even now, after all this time, his hands still make me feel warm and alive.

"I am sorry for not telling you sooner. I've just been busy with-" He started to explain and then he stopped when he locked eyes with mine. He paused and then ran his hand through his dark hair.

"-with work and after I seen what I did to you..I didn't know if I could trust myself around you in the state that I was in. I didn't want to risk hurting you again Emilia." He finished his sentence and grabbed my hand in his.

My body flooded with a warm feeling and I turned my head in his direction. His eyes were fixated on our hands as he started to fiddle with my fingers. He looked adorable as his eyebrows furrowed in the slightest while he watched our fingers dance together. Raising his head back up, I quickly diverted my attention away from him as my cheeks became unbearably hot. I cleared my throat and pulled my hand away from his as I started to get ready.