Saving langdon

Property of langdon

Approaching my house the boy on my door step made my heart sink. I didn't want to face him after all the things I had just entailed from Ben.

He looks up like a lost puppy shopping bag in his hands as I approach I felt kind of bad. "Where were you ?!" He pesters as I walk past unlocking the door. I tried to keep my cool.

"Michael c-." I turned to have Michael right behind me his nostrils were flared in annoyance waiting for an explanation. I guess I should just be honest.

"I'll explain just give me some space!" I raised my voice a little to loud. He backed away as I snatched my shopping out of his hand that I didn't even need shoving it on the floor.

Michael grabbed my hand as I did so burning my skin he felt hotter than usual as if his emotions were pouring through. "What's gotten into you?"

"You!" I shout snatching my hand away. "I spoke to Ben. I don't know what you've done but your bad news, you know what I actually wanted to be friends I've had enough warning to know you carry evil around with you!"

"Your not to go in that house again!" He shouts at me towering over making me feel smaller than I already am.
"You've got some nerve telling me what to do. You can't even use your little wizard magic on me." I stopped realising the harsh reality of me words. Was it too much?

I took a seat on the staircase holding my head in my hands. I felt Michaels warmth sit down next to me. I lifted my head up noticing Michaels face a tear running down his cheek.

"You don't understand. I was born there to be abandoned and when I act out they decide I'm the evil one and now I find you they try to take you away from me." He said staring into my eyes.

I couldn't hold back my gut feeling that Michael was sincere. His side I had seen the humble acts of kindness he's young he's going to make mistakes. I could be naive and being mislead but to be honest I don't wanna lose him right now.

"Maybe I was too quick to think. It was a lot to take in I'm overworked I don't understand what's going on with me I shouldn't have taken it all out on you. But I need you to start being honest tell me what's going on don't keep me in the dark." I say.

He takes ahold of my hands placing them on his heart. It was almost too hot to the touch. "I promise." I smile. He lets go of me hands moving a strand of hair out of my face making me look down bashfully.

He kept his eyes dead on mine you'd think he was trying to have me in a trance by his Intensity. I almost lost my train of thought looking back into his blue eyes. I hadn't even noticed him leaning in towards my face. No no no. I stood up in a rush before he could kiss me. But he grabbed my arm. Hard.

It almost hurt his face had anger rolling off of it the sparkle in his eyes was lost. I tugged back almost scared but he only tugged back harder making me almost lose my balance.
"What the-" I say but he quickly switched back as if something snapped. "I'm sorry." He quickly muttered. And again "I'm sorry" as he got up walking ahead to the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He says without even looking back.walking out the door. His warm heat on my skin still hung around after he left slowly shrinking back to coldness.

That boy doesn't fail to confuse me. His anger comes from now where so quickly hes so scared of rejection and neglect I guess I went the opposite way of him in my childhood having a stiff upper lip attitude towards it.

I disregarded it. Knowing I had to learn how to deal with his sour attitudes. I looked down at midnight who strolled carelessly in the room. "Boys huh?" I say to her kneeling down giving her a hefty stroke.

As I made up some spaghetti I kept glancing at the book. Thoughts running wild but then my mind switched to Michael. I kept seeing his face leaning in it made my stomach flutter almost so much so the thought of food didn't appeal.

I started to reminisce what if I had kissed back? Part of me secretly wished I did, I guess the way he reacted made me think that wasn't a great idea.

I shifted myself upstairs sitting in the middle of the piles of wet pant and canvases. I wanted to know more of what I could do the excess energy I had inside building up was desperate to get out.

I tried to focus my attention on to a paintbrush. How did I do it before with my hands? I did it unknowingly before. I tried to move my hand in the air using all my thoughts concentrated on the paintbrush. Nothing succeeded.

I tried to the point of frustration huffing and puffing. I'm trying to hard. I let out a squeal of anger and thumped my hands on the ground when the huge canvas in front of me flew up and into my wall.

Wow... I just - did that??? I jumped up in excitement looking like a loony. I then tried again to lift up the canvas with all my attention focused once again failing.

Ugh this is harder than it seems it's like it flows with my emotion rather than focused thoughts.

I gave up succumbing to my tiredness. Drowning myself in plenty of bedsheet to suffice My abnormally freezing body. Closing my eyes I fell into sleep easily.

Michael stood in front of me my eyes were drawn immediately to the rope around his wrist I followed the rope all the way to my wrist. We were tied together a few inches across from each other.

I looked back to Michael who was smiling. Around down us lay blood on the floor but in the same shape that had previously been imprinted on my bathroom mirror. A pentagram. I was calm for some odd reason until Michael spoke.

"We're ready." He spoke to whom I don't know. He pulled on the rope pulling me close. He stared at me in awe reaching out to touch my cheek but his hand was covered in blood.

"Michael what have you done?" He laughs at my question before looking down to my other hand.
"What have you done?" He says I look down at my hand seeing a steel knife dripping with crimson red.

I dropped the knife and Michael took my now free hand. I felt no guilt no shame no sadness. He smiled at me

"Lill wake up!!" Michael sat on top of me shaking me. He noticed my startled eyes still recovering from my deranged dream. I couldn't help myself I grabbed his shoulders pulling him into me. He hugged back.

I didn't care to question him what he was doing here.
"Lill there's people here for me." He whispers in my shoulder. We remained in the embrace as he continued to speak.

"They are taking me. I have been found my true self my destiny everything has come together." His words shook me I began to fear departing him.
I sat back moving away before I could even reply he spoke again this time grabbing my face in both hands.

He looked thrilled. "I am their leader and I have to go Lill come with me." He says his face holding my face even tighter than before as he crashes his lips into mine.

Electric ignited in every inch of my body as our lips locked in place. I tangled my fingers in his locks holding him close. It was long enough for his heat to travel the whole way through me. I didn't want it to end but I knew it had too.

We separated as he waited for me to answer. I almost forgot he asked me a question too hypnotised by his mouth on mine. "I-I can't no." I whisper looking down with his hands still on my face.

He shakes my head in his hands forcing my to look up at him. "Lil please I want you with me." He begs. "I'm sorry." I say my thoughts for once were being rational I can't just run off with this guy I don't even know what he's talking about.

I was saddened "we will find a way back to each other." I say hoping the sadness couldn't be detected in my words. His hands dropped and his lit up eyes darkened. He began climbing off me walking out the room I followed after.

"Michael wait." He stopped in his tracks as I run into him grabbing him one last time. He didn't decline I took in his heat and savoured knowing he was going and there was nothing I could do.

"I'll find you" He whispers into my neck letting go of me he continues out the house. The dark night was even darker without Michael. I sat alone on my stairs and let the tears out.