Red Spirit

{13} Bones

I just love writing interesting new characters into stories it's my favourite part of writing. Come up with someone fun and new and mysterious and then write them into the story and see how my babies react. It's awesome.

So, introduciiiiing Kingsley Bones!

Read on.

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Will was suspicious, “Just who is this ‘Bones’ to you?”

“Why?” I grinned, “Jealous?”

His ears and cheeks took on that red tinge again; one I had sorely missed the past few days, and he started protesting immediately, “No!”

Bo laughed, “Your mouth says one thing but your face tells an entirely different story.”

He buried his head in his hands, “You two are impossible.”

I patted him on the thigh, feeling enjoyment and laughing was rather refreshing, as I hadn’t done much in the last three days but wallow in self-pity and mourn. “It’s alright, Speccy. Bones and I-“

His head instantly shot up to meet my eyes, “So there is a Bones and you?”

I rolled my eyes, “Hey, you saying you’ve never dated anyone?”

“Well no, but-”

“Exactly. Quit being stupid about this.” I crossed my arms, glaring out of the massively tinted window of the back seat.

We were in one of Bo’s sedans, she was driving –and I would have sat next to her in the passenger seat, but the windows weren’t tinted in the front and people would’ve recognized me. I was also told off when I suggested that I shift; they wanted all powers to be working so no shifting for me.

I felt something brush against my cheek, leaving tingling sensations where it touched. Unconsciously, I leaned into the touch and reveled in how at home I felt. I shouldn’t have, but I finally felt home again, like I could be whole again.

With a lazy smile at the edge of my lips, I slowly turned my head towards Will, making his hand cup my cheek. His smile matched mine, and he didn’t say anything for a second, “I’m sorry I’m just… on edge.”

“It’s been a tense couple of days.” I agreed, closing my eyes and leaning into his hand as his thumb traced my cheeks.

That feels so nice.

“Red… are you okay?” His voice held more concern than it did before, and in my peripheral vision I saw Bo’s eyes flick to us in the revision mirror before going back to the road.

“I’ll live,” I told him with a tight-lipped smile, “Other than that I can’t say.”

“Well I can’t expect any more than that.”

I felt something pool in my stomach, roaring its way up to my heart. It surprised me how strong my feelings were for the boy sitting in front of me. I’d known him for almost four years before I’d actually known him, and now that I did? I surprised myself with what he made me feel.

He surprised me with how much he understood what I wanted, how much he understood what needed to be done.

I blinked up at him, my heart in my throat as he leaned forward as if about to kiss me.

I could feel his breath on my face, and I had closed my eyes, feeling his presence right there, our lips about to touch-

“We’re here!” Bo announced, “And no canoodling in the backseat!”