Leilani.
Have you ever been hit in the head with a large boulder?
Well, I’ve never experienced that but I just want you to imagine how devastatingly painful it would feel to have your head bashed into your neck.
How nerve wracking it would be to hear that ringing in your ears, to feel tears in your eyes and cracks in your skull… but to not be able to do anything about any of that.
That was exactly how I felt when I heard those words come from Zevran’s mouth.
It was how I felt when his arms wrapped around my body a little too tightly and his breath fanned the crown of my head.
I didn’t like the way he hugged me like he wanted to get into my skin. But what I didn’t like the most was how my body responded to his touch. The sparks flying between us were wild and intense. It crackled with an intensity that made goosebumps spread across my skin. And made my guts pulsate with a wantonness that I hated to feel.
I closed my eyes as I dragged a lungful of his intoxicating scent, and after having my fill of it, I pushed him off and took a step back, ignoring the way his eyes widened slightly—in pain— before they dropped from my face to stare at the floor.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I was just scared and desperate. You should forgive me.”
But he didn’t look scared. Neither did he seem desperate.
Deciding to push those thoughts away, I didn’t respond right away. I couldn’t bring myself to. My face still burned due to the blush creeping up my cheeks and necks. Gosh, even my ears tingled in that way that made me instantly know that they must look as red as beetroot as right now.
I balled my hands into fists and took a step back, not missing the way his eyes trailed that action like he was trying to have it memorized. I hissed; “You were worried you say…”
“And scared,” he cut in, immediately interrupting me. His voice was gruff and sharp, causing shivers to run down my spine. “I learned today that Chalice escaped from her cell, and I couldn’t help but worry that she may have come here… to you… to try to attack you or something.”
It took me a moment for his words to sink in, and it wasn’t until a few seconds later that I began to grasp onto scraps and pieces of what he may mean.
When I finally got it, I sighed and turned away, hating the way warmth bloomed in my chest at the realization of what this meant. “I get it.”
“You don’t.”
“What do I not get?!” I snapped back, “I’ve listened to you. You called me but I didn’t pick up and then you rushed over thinking that I may have been attacked because for some reason, Chalice had managed to escape from a dungeon that was promised to be impossible to escape from.”
“Yes, exactly,” he hissed, but I could only roll my eyes.
“Now, tell me. How was she able to escape? How do things like this keep happening?”
“She started a fire.” He simply responded as if I should understand.
But did I? No. Was I surprised?
Hell, no!𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
I simply turned away from him and continued my trek to my house, ignoring the way he shouted words at me from behind. His voice carried through the empty space between us, echoing through the street that now seemed completely empty.


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