Mmmhn... Where am I? i spoke in a soft tone, taking the time in looking around; that's when it clicked.
An hour passed by. The forest was silent, except for the sound of Lukas's ragged breathing against my chest. The "loyal soldier" was gone, replaced by a man who felt like he was drowning in his own history. I didn't push him away; it wasn't fair to him or me with how far I'd gotten through to him moments ago... I just lay there in the dirt, my own bruises throbbing from the fight, and I let him hold on like I was the only thing keeping him whole.
What a mess! like two puppies playing.
At the same time this feels like such a chore, and did he have to pick my chest to sleep on? His spiky hair is poking my tits; if it weren't for me pulverizing him almost, it's a miracle I'm even still alive. He's a vampire; I'm a human. His strength outmatches mine day, but i have no clue where all that strength and boldness came from to do that to Lukas.
"Sigh..."
Maybe my stupidity is what got me killed in the first place
Who would've thought such a extroverted go hard vampire was this fragile, even snoring as loud as a bull in his sleep?
I wish I had my phone right now so I could catch his cute, open-mindedu face.
Silly, I know, but if you saw someone this close to you whom you loved soooo much and who never showed his vulnerable side to you like this, wouldn't you take that chance to snap that memorable moment? Maybe there's something wrong with me. It wouldnt have been the first or last
"You really are a wildcat," Lukas whispered, his voice cracking. As he finally rose from the tantrum's slumber and pulled back, looking at the handprint still fading on his cheek, he felt a pang of regret. He didn't look angry at all; in fact, he was amused??? And what was that, a glimpse of relief? "Most people would have run. Most people should run when I get like that."
Why? "Would I run from a friend?" I muttered.
"Well, you just hit a mystical being that could have snapped your neck like a twig."
Also, when I lose my temper, I become a psycho with no bounds. I feel shame and regret if i did anything to you, Hina, that I wasn't supposed to, okay? And... I'm sorry I shouldn't have lashed out at you earlier. Can you forgive me?
Oh...yeah, that...
"NEWS FLASH!!! I'm not most people, Lukas. "I thought we established that when I survived your so-called rotten prince," I said, wiping a smudge of dirt from his forehead. "Now, are you going to tell me what has you sulking in the mud like a disowned puppy? Kyra mentioned a brother. Is that what this is about?"
family? Do you... miss your family, Lukas?
Lukas flinched at the name. He stood up, offering me a hand to pull me to my feet. His grip was firm again, but the way he avoided my eyes told me the wound was still open.
"My brother wasn't just a soldier, Hina. He was... everything. Until the King decided he was a threat." Lukas looked toward the direction of the manor, his expression darkening. "There are things about the Vamvampirearchy you don't understand. They don't just kill you. They erase you as a person. Kyra knows because his family was part of the 'cleansing.' He likes to poke at the scars because he wants to see if I'll bleed for him or for Dracarus, and for that reason alone I won't drag you into this mess, Hina; for your own safety, please stay out of my business. Yes, we are friends, but I should be protecting you and not putting you in harm's way."
"And who do you bleed for?" I asked softly.
Lukas finally looked at me, a strange, intense light in his eyes. You really don't know when to listen? stubborn woman.
Lukey... I'm just worried about you, okay? I'm sorry if my words got off on the wrong foot earlier, but I meant no harm. I'm just trying to show genuine care.
I hate to see you cry more than anything. We're family, aren't we?
he smiled at me again as the soft words left my lips. I never imagined my life would get turned upside down where i became the main heroine of a new story and in this one we will rewrite the fate of anyone close to me.
Yes, Hina, we are family, and thats the only reason why i protect you.
I got thrilled hearing those words from Lukas. Deep down I wanted the approval to be wanted, desired, and even kept. Funny how things work.
He didn't give me a chance to respond. He straightened his tunic, masking his pain behind that familiar, stoic bodyguard face. "We need to get back. If we're late, Dracarus will tear the manor apart, and I've had enough of his tantrums for one night."
We walked back in a heavy, shared silence. But it wasn't the awkward silence from before or the bickering from staff members.
no....
It was the kind of silence that happens between two people who have seen each other break and decided to stay anyway. As the manor gates came into view, I realized something: I had just gained the most loyal ally in this entire world.
Entering the manor felt different this time. Before, I was a prisoner being dragged back to a cell. Now, walking in beside a battered Lukas, I felt like I owned the floorboards beneath my boots and I'd be lying if I said this is the worst situation to be in; I couldn't be happier than anything in the world. I hope nothing goes wrong from hear on out
I swung my arm around Lukas's shoulders and walked happily down the halls without a care.