Finding You

Chapter~~2

            I kept running, needing to get away from everyone. I’m so confused. I need to find a safe, quiet place. I started to hear footsteps behind me. I sounded like more than a couple too. I ran faster. It was like a voice inside my head is telling me to flee. I ran through random doors, taking random turns, taking any escape from this place. I eventually ended up in what looked like a storage room or a basement. It was full of boxes, all covered in words and symbols I’d never seen before. It was quiet and my head didn’t hurt as much. The air was cold. I found a bare wall and leaned against it. As I leaned against the wall I began to feel how exhausted I was. I slumped to the floor, unable to stand. I tilted my head up and stared at the ceiling, only listening to my breathing.

 Tears began to run down my cheeks. How can this be? Vicki can’t be gone. I thought back to Vicki and me growing up. We always had so much fun together. Vicki had long black hair like me, but our eyes were different. Vicki had blue eyes and I have green. Other than our eyes Vicki and I were alike. Our parents used to say that when we were infants the only way they could tell us apart was from our eyes. No, Vicki can’t leave me like this. I slammed my fists against the ground. There was a loud crunch, and from the sound I thought I broke my hand. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain, but it never came. I opened my eyes and looked at the ground. There were large dents around my fists. Parts of the floor were cracked and broken. How strong am I?

“The hospital won’t like it when they find out you broke their floor” said an unfamiliar voice.

            I looked up surprised, and saw the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen. He stood in front of me, looking down. I hadn’t even heard him walk down here. He had black hair and golden yellow eyes. His expression was indifferent. He was wearing black jeans, a white shirt, and a leather jacket. Why is this guy here? I probably should have been scared or at least worried about this stranger popping out of nowhere, but nothing about him said I should be worried. I feel safe with him.

“Who are you?” I asked cautiously. Though he didn’t seem dangerous I didn’t want to let my guard down.

            He smiled a small indulgent smile. My breath caught. That little smile, impossibly, made him even more gorgeous. That smile made him go from hot to drop dead gorgeous. My heart began to beat twice as hard. My body began to heat up and there was a throbbing in my head. I ignored it trying to enjoy every moment with my mystery guy.

“They call me Lucas” he answered in smooth voice. His smile got a little bigger. “Who are you?”

            I tried to smile at him, but I couldn’t do it. A tear slid down my face. I lifted my hand to brush it away but before I could Lucas grabbed my wrist and stopped me. He was crouching over me staring at my stray tear.

“You’re-.” I said stunned, I couldn’t even finish my sentence. Here is a Demon standing right in front of me. He is so beautiful. So it’s true that they are extremely beautiful.

“Yeah” he said, not really listening. I couldn’t tell if he was agreeing with me or if he was asking me to continue my sentence. He was completely focused on my tear. He slowly ran a finger over my cheek, what I guess was brushing away my tear. He caught the tear and stared at it on his finger. He is staring at my tear as if he had never seen one before.

“What do tears taste like?” I became very curious though as soon as Lucas wiped my tear. Lucas looked at me as though my head just fell off.  

Lucas’ surprise faded and he said “Here, try.” He held his finger out towards my mouth. I looked at him, unsure what to do. He can’t really be serious. I can’t lick his finger, I don’t even know him. “Come on, you wanted to know. Just try it.” He sounded serious but gentle.