Adrian's POV
Dead silence filled the room after his last sentence. I gulped. The unfairness of the situation hit me like a train and started slowly burning me. That whole day I felt uncomfortably warm and now the heat magnified. My thoughts were all over the place, but I could focus on one particular feeling that unpleasantly crept under my skin. If I was only a bit more persuasive with my parents twelve years ago, nothing would've happen to him. If only I didn't go looking for him, he never would've been found - he would stay. If, if, if... Millions of ifs swarmed in my head uncontrollably. Trying to distract myself from that new terrible emotion I turned my attention to the one feeling I easily recognized - anger. Blood rushed through my veins as my heartbeat increased.
"Savages. Murderers!" it echoed in my head. I clenched my jaw tightly and my hands into fists. My mouth was dry and my breaths were shallow. "How dare they? They are nothing and they act like gods! I could crash them like ants. Those little bastards..."
The image of my mother flashed in my mind. I squeezed my fists tighter and tighter until I felt sticky red liquid seeping down. The burning sensation tingled in my eyes. I was losing control.
No.
I closed my eyes and breathed in letting the fresh air put down the fire. As I swallowed, my heart started slowing down. I exhaled. My head was slightly titled back and my muscles eventually relaxed. I could sense the empty feeling of nothingness slowly coursing through my body leaving me numb.
After a few moments I opened my eyes and looked at Kayden. He was sitting casually on the edge of my bed with his legs widespread. He was bent, resting his elbows on his knees with his fingers intertwined. He looked unnaturally calm. His eyes on the other hand spoke another story. He was staring at the wall not blinking. It was quite clear that his mind was wandering around in some dark places. He sat still like a statue. I wasn't even sure if he was breathing. With his oddly pale complexion, he looked like a dead man. That wasn't normal, not even for an Ultrrian.
"What did you do then?" I broke the silence. He didn't move for a few more seconds. I frowned. Finally, he raised his eyebrows and let out a tired breath followed by a deep chuckle. He straightened his back and looked up as he ruffled his messy hair that constantly kept falling over his eyes. At last he looks at me completely emotionless.
"I killed them all with my bare hands", he said as the end of his lip twitched and somehow curved into his signature evil-smirk, "All of them, except that doctor...classic isn't it?"
He laughed humorlessly and lied down putting his hands under his head "I spent a year trying to find her just roaming around checking every region and wild camp â nothing. It's like she disappeared. I swear to you now: when I find her, not even her God will be able to save her from me"
Those words were filled with pure rage and hate in its pristine form. Poisonous tone floated in the air like some kind of insane echo. I've never heard someone speak like that.
"You're not alone, you know", I stated, "Not as long as I'm breathing"
"You don't even know me", he drawled with saddened tone hiding in between his words. I rolled my eyes.
"Your stupidity deeply disturbs me", I said and he chuckled waving me off, "I am serious, you're my brother and brothers stick together. You remember that, right?"
"How can I not?" he snorted, "Your mother drilled that sentence deep into my brain so I can't forget it even if I want to"
I laughed and got up.
"I'm sorry", I said honestly, "You didn't deserve any of that"
"It is not your fault", he stopped and lifted his eyes to meet mine, "We will never talk about this again"
I nodded.
The light flicked and we were left in silence, each in his own thoughts.
I should've done more.
I sighed and threw myself on my bed beside him. It seems I can't get rid of those feelings. It must be something in this atmosphere or that yellow sun. Whatever it was and wherever it came from, it seriously started messing with my brain. The worst side-effect was that I couldn't think rationally, especially when it regards one particular strawberry-blonde human beauty.
I laughed out loud.
I can't believe that just a second ago I was ready to kill a human army and now all I can think of is how badly I want one of them here with me. Exactly that is my problem. I can't think of my people when a human is occupying every corner of my mind. What kind of a leader does that make me? What kind of a son?
Those soft, gorgeous locks of hair, full lips and her gentle hands, that energetic laugh and shiny eyes. How could I possibly think straight if the thing that captured my mind was so unbelievably distracting?
I wanted her with me, right here and right now. My body and my mind ached for her. There were no other words to describe what I felt. It was only getting worse as the time passed. I felt sting in my chest every time I saw her. Is that love? If it is, then I don't want it.
"You're thinking about her, aren't you?" Kayden said suddenly, getting me back into reality.
"No."
I could feel his are-you-serious frown.
"I don't buy it. You're a really bad liar and even worse actor. Also when you think of her you make that face... you know"
"No, I don't"
"Denial is a...Are you in love with her?" he said surprised as he suddenly got up. I raised my eyebrows and sat up. He snorted and murmured something under his breath.
"No"
"You..."
"What happened with your mother few days ago?" I cut him off.
"I know what you are doing..."
"I'm thirsty; I'm going to grab a glass of water. Do you want one?" I said as I stood up and started walking towards the door. Kayden started laughing and shook his head. He wanted to say something but I was gone before he could utter a word.
Doors closed with loud bang and I speed walked as far from there as I could. I understand it is not the most mature thing I've done and I'm okay with that. I can afford to be childish sometimes... well, at least in that moment I could.
I slowed down and rubbed my forehead. The words I said to her kept spinning in my head in infinite circles giving me a headache. Why did I say it? What is happening to me? What did she do to me?
Just as I was thinking about that I felt slight impact of something hard followed by groaning. I stopped walking and looked down seeing Rose on the floor with her hair scattered all over her face and her shirt slightly raised. My mood abruptly changed.
I shook my head in hope that the naughty thoughts will disappear and took a deep breath. She blew and a few strands of her hair moved so she could see. That single motion made my heart jump and a smile to creep up on my face. She was adorable.
"Adrian?" she asked.
She looked surprised to see me here. Well, if anyone should be surprised it should definitely be me not her. That was my house lastly.
"What are you doing here?" I asked her finally. She was still sitting down with no intention of getting up.
"What are you doing here?" she mimicked me.
"I live here"
Her eyes widened and her lips slightly parted as the realization hit her. A moment later she started getting up. Seeing her struggle I unconsciously reached for her. I pulled her hand a bit too strongly so she stumbled over her feet and collided with my chest once again. This time she grabbed my shirt and succeeded not to fall. To help her regain her balance I put my hand on her lower back.
Her breaths were rapid and hot on my skin. I felt tickles coming from my hand that was on her back. Not intentionally I pulled her closer. She squeezed handful of my shirt tighter and looked up to me. Her eyes were shining from my touch and there was something strange in them; something painful to look at. In that moment I knew that she felt exactly the same as I did. I clenched my yaw convincing myself not to do what I wanted to do ever since she left that day after school.
It was crazy; I was crazy. I had to resist it, didn't I?
Rose's POV
I was clenching his shirt like my life depended on it.
What the hell was I doing?
When we got here they separated me from Layla and for past hour I was trying to find her in this enormous mansion. That is until I literally ran into Adrian. Now every thought of anything fled into oblivion. His presence took over my brain and only thing I could think about was his hand on my back.
He pulled me closer as my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I looked up trying to find any sign of that fire I felt in his eyes and this time, surprisingly, I saw a spark.
Small, insignificant, tiny spark.
Then I could not do anything except pray that I wasn't imagining it. Sadly, soon after it appeared, it was gone.
Breath was caught in my throat as I waited for what he was going to do. It seemed like I was always waiting and he always had control. And just like every time he crushed every hope I had when he opened his mouth.
"You didn't answer my question", was all he said.
I don't know what I was expecting. I gave him million chances and he wasted every single one of them. Unfortunately, I fell so hard for him that I would give him a million more. As I realized that I felt so entirely disgusted with myself. I was never the type of girl that desperately runs after a guy that will never feel the same way. At least I thought I was.
Look what he had done to me. He'd made me weak.
I just don't understand how his touch can do what no one or nothing else can. I pushed myself away from him trying to clear my thoughts.
I'm done with him. This is final. No more.
"So?" I heard him say.
"So I don't even know"
"What do you mean? You couldn't just teleport yourself here unknowingly" And there it is, the thing I've been waiting for - that famous tone I hate so much and he likes to use whenever he talks to me.
"The world is full of wonders, isn't it?"
As those words left my mouth I turned my back on him and made a few steps. Good; I did well. I just have to proceed doing that in future.
I heard huffing behind me and steps starting to follow me.
"Wait"
One word. Just one word he made effort to say and here I am â slowing down.
Damn me and my stupid heart.
I took a deep breath and continued walking faster. It was a moment of weakness. It won't happen again.
Steps caught up to me and I felt slight squeeze on my upper arm just a moment before tickling started.
I stopped and quickly turned to face him.
"What do you want now?" I said harshly.
It seemed to catch him off guard. He looked at me surprised and maybe a bit hurt. Ha, feels like shit, doesn't it?
"I...you...now...hmm", he stopped and looked up organizing his thoughts and when he looked at me he was that confident asshole again, "What I meant to say is: Sorry and I want you to come with me"
I shook my head and laughed humorlessly, not at him but at me. I'm a joke. Even he had figured that out.
"I want to show you something", he cut me off. I frowned trying to understand his behavior. It was so frustrating. I felt like we're playing a game and only he knows the rules. I'm just constantly trying to catch on what's going on.
"What?" I asked finally.
He looked at me with mischievous grin.
"It's a surprise"
I closed my eyes and moved away from him. I rubbed my hands together and looked back at him.
"I don't want to go with you"
"Come on"
He took a step towards me and put his hand just below my elbow. He glided it down and intertwined our fingers. My heart did back-flip after it stopped beating for a second. He looked into my eyes and licked his lips. "Come with me just this once and I'll stop bothering you"
I pulled out my hand from his. He knew exactly what he was doing. Only person who had no idea of his intentions was me.
I looked at him confused. This was not fair.
"No-"
"You won't regret it I promise"
I bit my lip. Well, dammit!
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So, yes there it is... a bit longer chapter. I hope you liked it and if you did please vote, comment, give me your ideas or ... whatever your heart wants to do :)