Inevitably Unfortunate

Prologue.

Bang.

     I dropped the pan in my hand. It hit the floor with a loud, deafening crash. But I couldn't think. I couldn't even breathe. He was here. Panic rippled through me in waves that made my stomach heave. The kitchen before me wavered and shook as the room's temperature dropped dramatically.

     Goosebumps spread and popped along my arms. Momentarily tickling my skin, sending a slow and hard shudder through my body that made my very core ache. A lump formed in my throat and all the moisture there vanished; leaving my throat dry and itchy.

He was HERE!

     That was all that ran through my mind as my eyes tried frantically to scan the room for him. It. My vision was slightly blurred from the black and white spots swirling across it. Nausea swept through me. It then struck me that I needed to breathe. I gasped for breath and was relieved when I took in a painful lungful, but I stumbled into the marble counter in my haste. Reaching for the edge at the last moment, I caught myself. I took a deep, calming breath as I pulled myself together and stood up tall.

      I still couldn't see him. A sinking feeling in my stomach made my whole body shake slightly from the intensity of my fright.

     "Lucinda..." The sigh shook its way through the kitchen hauntingly. It making the pots clink together too loudly in a high pitch ting. The kettle started to squeal, it's sound echoing off all the walls increasing its volume. The scream of the kettle sounded so human, it resembled  the cry of a man who had lost everything and it was just radiating all the pain he had endured. It was frighteningly eerie. Tears blurred my already dancing vision, as I stood there helplessly.

     A cold sliver slid up my arm in something resembling a caress. My blood suddenly ran cold as I stiffened. The touch made me shiver harder, as I was unable to withold all the emotions raging through me at that moment. The cold touch suddenly stopped at my throat, caressing my sensitive skin there softly. The sinking feeling in my stomach fell further, threatening to take me to the floor with it. I pressed my lips together tightly and crushed my eyes shut, just wishing it was a dream. Then, as though to prove me wrong, the cold caress turned into something real. A hand.

     I kept my mouth and eyes closed and didn't dare move incase I ended up screaming in hysterics. I didn't dare. The hand, still ice cold cupped my face on the left side. The temperature difference between the icy touch and my own now burning temperature caused me to shudder violently. It the turned my head slightly to the right. I gritted my teeth, hearing the slight grinding sound it emitted.

     Then it was breathing on my ear and down my neck. Its breath ice cold and sweet smelling. My stomach heaved again but I tried my hardest to keep in check infront of it. It  then leaned closer till it was gently touching the skin of my neck under my ear. As its deathly cold lips touched my exposed flesh, a jolt of electricity shot through me, almost knocking me over. But his hold increased, tightening on my chin and keeping me from moving. Everything about him radiated danger.

     But, I knew that already. I knew how dangerous he was, and there could only be one possible reason for him being here today. I clenched my fists in frustration. At both myself and this thing in my kithcen. Even if I could break his hold, it would have serious consequences, the type of consequences that I couldn't yet risk. I had responsibilities. All of these thoughts ran through my mind, trying to distract me from the fact he was still touching me, tasting my skin and breathing in my tantalising scent.

     Then it spoke. A low, deep masculine voice that sent chills down my very spine and had goosebumps popping along the skin of my arms. That voice. That voice I had tried so hard to forget. Tried so hard to block out all the pain and anger he had caused me. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't help the sigh that escaped my lips as I heard his voice. So long, so very long since I'd seen and touched him...How I longed to--No! I mentally shook my head, angrily shoving that thought aside.