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The Wicked Wait-CH 13
Published Jul 4, 2013


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AlessaFaye

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Hi everyone! I really hope you all like this chapter because I really liked writing it. You'll see why...

Thanks to all the cc artists, and to whoever is reading this, you're awesome!
XOXO Alessa

Hi everyone! I really hope you all like this chapter because I really liked writing it. You'll see why...

Thanks to all the cc artists, and to whoever is reading this, you're awesome!
XOXO Alessa
My heart thundered in my throat, I couldn't even gasp for air. I had just watched Aiden's eyes go from the unnerving inky black to their usual blue, and he hadn't bothered explaining what had happened. Maybe he knew it wouldn't matter what he said, it was clear that I was very frightened. I thought that perhaps due to my fear, I had only imagined his voice had vibrated off the whole building when he had ordered Sophie to leave, but apparently everyone else had heard it too. I had some dorm mates come knocking on my door asking if I was alright, and if he had hurt me. Aiden had just opened the door, and without another word, left. He had just left. After lying to everyone that I was okay, that it had just been a little argument, they left, and I sat alone in my room. What had just happened? What was I going to do now if Sophie showed up? What if Aiden came back? I wasn't sure which one I feared more. But the one who had ended up showing was Dez. Someone had called her, and she rushed over to see if I was alright. After lying to her too that Aiden and I had a little fight, she stayed the night. Maybe she knew I was starting to fall apart, but she didn't push me for more information, just let me cry instead. "I like what you did to the room," she says, attempting to distract me.
"Thanks," I say, faking a smile. Aiden and I had painted and redecorated it more to my liking after Sophie's parents took all her stuff. It had been a useless attempt to get her to show, something about spirits being uncomfortable with change.
The rest of the evening went like that. With her attempting to distract me, and me pretending it was working. Until I was able to get away with faking being tired. Truth is, I couldn't sleep despite forcing my eyes shut. I just wanted to curl up under my cheetah covers, and forget my life was going to hell. Around noon, I got up carefully as to not wake Dez, and drove to the cemetery. Since Sophie's family had always lived nearby, it wasn't too long of a drive. I don't know what I expected to happen. What was the point of visiting her grave when she was clearly not in it? For closure? What closure when she wanted me to suffer with her? I was so sorry for everything, so scared, and lost, that I started weeping. I was stuck with the curse of seeing dead everywhere I went, of pretending I couldn't hear their wailing cries, or see their lost stares. Of not being able to help them, of being so useless. Of losing Sophie forever. I will never again see her storming excitedly through our room, gossiping about the hot guy she bumped into, or stay up for hours helping her choose the perfect party outfit. She was so angry with me now, and I had no idea how to help her. And Aiden? What was he? How could I have been so stupid and blind to all the warnings? Had everything Serena and James told me, always had been the truth? Why did I have to be so damn stupid? I lost James as well. He would never forgive me, nothing would ever be the same between us. With my loud sobs, I didn't hear someone approaching until I feel a tap on my shoulder. Aiden's face seems apologetic, for either interrupting me, or for deceiving me, I wasn't sure. It could've been because he was caught, for all I know. I back away from him with a yelp. Will he hurt me now that I've seen what he can do? Will I end up being buried in the cemetery too? Or will he laugh at me and tell me I'm the biggest idiot for thinking he was the innocent victim in all this? "Please don't," he whispers, his blue eyes soft. "You don't ever have to be afraid of me. I would never do anything to hurt you." His hand reaches out to me, and I take another step back. "Don't touch me!" I choke out, the fear evident in my voice. "I'm sorry." He lowers his hand along with his gaze. "I never wanted for you to be scared of me Evie, but I'm sure it's better this way. You'll learn to hate me, this is how it should be." I couldn't listen to him anymore. I didn't care what he was, as long as he was gone, and far away from me. I wanted him to take all his ghost stuff, all this horrible nightmare with him, but he wasn't moving. There was nothing for me to do but to run. I didn't dare look behind me, scared I would see his black eyes on me. The memory haunting me even as I dashed inside the university's coffee shop. With a quivering voice I tried hard to control, I ordered a hot chocolate, something to stop me form shaking. The girl behind the counter managed to understand my order, and I look uneasily for an open seat. His caramel eyes, the ones that at one point made me melt, were what made me aware that James was just feet from me. I lower my gaze with shame, if only I hadn't pushed him away. If I had only listened to him, if I hadn't been so stupidly obsessed with Aiden...I...I was obsessed with Aiden. I was obsessed. Like Serena said Sophie had been? Was I going to end up like Sophie? What was Aiden doing to me? I run out, tears threatening to fall. Was it too late for me? Everything I feel about him, this trust, had I been in some sort of trance? Something he did that I couldn't snap out of? If Aiden had me under a spell, I wouldn't be aware of it would I? I wouldn't even be questioning any of this. Was I going insane? Either way, I was scared, and alone. "You finally understand now?" I hear James ask from behind me, no emotion in his voice. I don't answer, and look away. I don't understand, I'm far from it.
"He can't feel anything. Don't even bother crying over it, he isn't real."
I turn to him mortified, "W-What?"
"You're wasting your time crying over something so useless. He is what he is. He doesn't care about you, you just got in the way of his job. It doesn't really matter though, he'll be gone soon. Then you and I, we will have a lot to talk about," he says, in the same heartless expression, and heads back inside.
I don't know how I got back to the dorm rooms, or how I ended up in the shower. Maybe it was because I still felt James's hate in my bones. I tried to wash it off until it was gone, but no amount of water could fix that. I curl up in my bed, with just my towel on, not bothering to change. Outside it was dark and raining, ironically matching the way I felt. Usually this was book reading weather, but now, it only made me tear up more. My throat swelling up, and my head pounding, I shut my eyes and will myself to clear my mind. Nothing exists. No Sophie, no James, no Aiden.
No Aiden.
No Aiden.
Aiden.
It's useless trying to not think about him. I can't will him away, I'm not even sure if I want to. That makes everything more horrible. I wish I could hate him. It's the way it should be, he had said.
"Evie?" I hear his beautiful voice as soon as I drift off into my dreams. It's just as seductive even in my sleep. I don't answer, straining to hear my name on his lips again. He whispers again, this time apologizing. His raspy voice now by my ear, and a blissful shiver shoots through me. He's here. I open my eyes to find he's staring back at me, and I forgive him in that instant. For everything, he's forgiven, if it means I can stare at him forever. "I just came to say goodbye," he says, and I shake my head frantically. No. He has to stay.
"I don't want you to go," I beg him, reaching out for his hand. If this is a dream I should be able to make him stay. I should be able to make him come into my bed.
"Evie, I can't-" he whispers, his face torn. Still in bed, I kneel in front of him, to meet his eyes. His lips are so close to mine, pulling me in like quicksand. This path is so reckless, this dream is so dangerous, but I want this. I hear the sound of my voice pleading him to stay. He repeats my name softly, and I just want to feel that mouth take mine. He has this effect of making me crave things I never wanted before. I ache. His scent so deceptive, and appealing, making my head swim. His gaze snaps up, catching mine, and my chest rises and falls rapidly. I know that I can deny with my mouth that I want him, but not with the rest of my body betraying me. It really is unfair how far gone I am. His eyes now gleaming with determined lust, I suck in my breath sharply. He pushes me gently onto my back, and lays his long body next to me. He brings his hand to my neck, trailing a finger agonizingly slowly to my collar bone, before his skilled lips replace them. He nips me lightly while his hand moves down to my waist, then stops, his eyes asking me for permission. Without hesitation, I nod. I want him to make me his. He removes the towel in one quick motion, his eyes lingering appreciatevly all over my skin. My breathin hitches as he towers over me, and I look up at him in lust. The sight of his broad shoulders, his flexed arms as he pulls his shirt off over his head, is dizzying. He smiles wickedly, as his lips make their way to my neck. He uses his tongue then, making me shiver lightly. Breaking every chain on me, my muscles clench involuntarily. Not giving me time to react, his mouth comes down on mine. His flavor is wicked, but with a hint of sweetness seeping through, as if he has goodness buried deep inside of him. I was immediately overwhelmed by everything he was doing, reveling in his touch, in the feel of him caressing me. My heart was racing, my hands searching for him in our blissful collision, as our bodies tangle, intertwine. Following his lead was very natural, as his every touch held power and understanding, even the slightest movement from his fingertips. My own fingers won't leave his skin, my mouth glued to his. The rush of taking something that I should never have lusted for, made me stop thinking and to let go. I can't think of the consequences when he's the only thing that was making sense to me. I can't resist him, something about him is so addicting and he completely captivates me. I wasn't scared anymore, the high was too much. With every breath I take, I become more lost in desire. Every touch from him inflames my veins. When his eyes meet mine, it's like he hits me with a bolt of lightning. I was putting my faith into something unknown, but it was surprisingly easy giving him my all. It was so profound that every wall I had built up, came crashing down. Every whisper, and contempt sigh burning into my skin, sinking into my core, as he was latching himself to all of me, and god knows I'm not dying, but I feel like I can finally breathe. Like I had been holding my breath all my life until this exact moment, and I know this is the only way to live now. What stole the little air I had left in my lungs were the color of his eyes. They were no longer the usual blue, but instead a metallic silver. The hypnotic color illuminating his face like lightning on a stormy night. It was dazzling and terrifying being caught in the tempest that was all of him, the darkness that was in him. I knew I should run, but I couldn't move, couldn't think clearly. Until he whispers my name, patiently coaxing my body to shatter into a million tiny pieces underneath him. I gasp and his own body unravels with a moan. He inhales deeply, slowly letting his sweet breath fall back down onto me, his metallic eyes still glowing. With a shaky breath, I inhale his demise in my lungs, handing over my soul.

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#6JennC32Jul 6, 2013

That was absolutely beautiful...yeah, I said it. \;\)

#7regina95Jul 7, 2013

Wow!!! Keep it going.
xx

#8bmg128Jul 8, 2013

AMAZINGGGGGG!!!! \:\) :P

#9taj39759VIPJul 8, 2013

Speechless! I didn't know if I should be excited because I've been anticipating this moment or be scared because of the outcome. Excellent. \:wub\:

#10SifajerfJul 8, 2013

Amazing chapter!! and awesome story!
Looking forward for the next chapter\:D

#11AnchieTkd Jul 9, 2013

Just...wow...I felt like I was being there...I really like Aiden and I hope he will be nice with Evie.I also hope he won't use her or hurt her,please make him good like he always was

#12ika_dezetJul 12, 2013

I'm touched, gosh can't wait for the next chapter!! You're so good.. =)

#13s2702913Sep 12, 2013

I don't know how this chapter got approved haha. I have written stuff less descriptive and visual than this and it gets rejected lol! they must like you \;\) Awesome chapter \:D

#14martoeleSep 14, 2013

Wow! You write about those things if though you were studying for witch! \;\)

#15kaydenleeOct 2, 2013

im completely in love with this story

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