"I almost get the feeling that you're avoiding me," Sean said, walking slowly towards me.
My steps were equally slow as I started to walk backwards, keeping my eyes on him. "Just leave me alone, Sean."
He grinned, putting his hands out in an expression of innocence. "I'm just trying to understand what happened. I thought we had something good going."
With your mind control, bending my thoughts and will?
The blood was rushing in my ears. "It was just one date. I didn't feel like we clicked."
My legs trembled as I kept on walking backwards, him prowling towards me with matching slowness.
There was a frightening gleam in his eyes as he added, "You didn't give me a chance, Liz. I like you. I really do."
"Sorry," I mumbled, losing my voice. "I just wasn't feeling it. The chemistry."
He laughed. Dry and humorless. I shuddered.
"Oh, Lizzie. There was chemistry. Trust me. I think..." he looked at something behind me and I resisted the urge to look over my shoulder. I wanted to keep him in my line of sight the whole time.
He looked back at me, finishing, "...that someone else came in between us."
My thoughts brushed against the hum at the back of my mind briefly, before my back slammed into the short side of the large room.
I gasped in surprise at the sudden stop, while watching Sean getting closer. He continued to walk at a leisurely pace, letting me know that he had all the time in the world. All the control in the world.
"And who would that be?" I challenged, proud of myself for managing to keep the trembles out of my voice.
"Oh," Sean said, a large smile stretched across his lips, "I think we both know who I'm talking about."
He stopped two feet in front of me and I quickly glanced to my right, trying to estimate how far away the exit was; what the chances were of me getting there before Sean could reach out and grab me.
He grinned as he followed my look.
He's enjoying this.
"I think," he licked his lips and breached the space between us at the same time as I bolted to the right. But his arms were too long, or my legs were too much like jelly, because he easily grabbed my upper arm and tugged me harshly back against the wall.
He was panting as he pressed his body up against mine, trapping me between the wall and his body, his face only an inch from mine as he sneered, "I think Max really has taken his chances with you."
"Let me go, Sean," I whispered, intending to sound strong but unable to produce more than a whisper.
Sean's hands tightened around my arms and he slammed me once up against the wall, the back of my head impacting with the unyielding structure. I winced.
"I think you two have screwed," he said, an easy smile on his lips but only coldness in his eyes.
He's 100% alien. He's hiding behind a human mask.
I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing him to go away like a bad dream.
He jostled me again, spitting, "Look at me, Liz."
I opened my eyes, almost expecting a real grey alien to look back at me (was that what he really looked like?), but those unnaturally blue eyes were still burrowing into my head. Had he chosen those blue eyes? Did he consider the chosen color of his eyes a pleasant human trait that would speak to the human female population?
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Unbreakable - A Beautiful Lie · (Roswell Fanfiction) · √Fanfiction
I saw him right before Max did. When he did, his gasped "Fuck" magnified the jump of fear made by my body when I found myself standing merely two feet from an alien. His large bottomless black eyes were staring emptily into mine and I could see the...