"Beautiful is a thousand times more beautiful, when it wear unique truth to its waist."
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Apparently Dylan wasn't thinking of letting go of me. I was sitting on the seat in the corner of Mr. Bullock's house, rhythm with my feet. My ears, unable to bear the silence, finally helped me to open my lips.
"Mr. Bullock... I can't believe you! How could you accept him here? Yet I thought you were Sky's friend!"
"Take it easy, kid! Sky is my friend, of course! He knows about all this already."
While I was just going to answer, I just stood with my mouth open. When I squinted my eyes and looked at him, he laughed.
"It's the first time I've seen someone like you, Elizabeth. The boy is coming this far for you. It's hurtful to act like that without knowing what's going on."
I bowed my head forward and let the tears run down my eyes. Dylan's friend had killed my father, how could I trust him? I had already compromised enough. I had no intention of listening to him if he had no logical explanation.
With the knock on the door, I slid into the seat and folded my arms around my chest. I couldn't stand it and spoke again as Gwen looked at me in surprise.
"What happened, Gwen?"
"I think you should listen to him, Elizabeth. I know you love him..."
I turned my head to him when Mr. Bullock coughed slightly. Dylan was here. His face was slightly sunken. Under his eyes were purple and pitted. He was dressed all black. His hair was messy and he had a slight beard. Despite the sight, the inside of his eyes were shining. It was like a man who found salvation just when he was about to die. I think his salvation was me.
"Come on, Gwen! Let's go out."
"I'm coming, Mr. Bullock!"
They both went out and closed the door behind them. Dylan turned to me as he locked the door and came slowly and sat down on the seat beside me.
"Tell." When I said, my voice sounded so callous that even I was surprised.
"Benjamin told you that we were forming a large group of people with fairy blood - we call them sorcerers. I was born a sorcerer, and since I was little they told me that Sky was our enemy, that our ancestor was destroyed, and that we should destroy him. Sky had to be completely attached to a body so that we would destroy that body and take Sky's power and destroy the phoenix fire forever. But one day everything got out of control. The sorcerers began to torture people, curse animals with blue fire, and more. They locked the little kids somewhere and made them mutate and play with their DNA, even though they weren't sorcerer. Some of them became scary creatures while some only had wizarding attributes. Time passed. One day Tom and I saw Sky. Sky talked to us as we dived into a place where no one would dare to enter. On the contrary, he said that our hearts are pure and we will find the right path. "
"Over time, we realized that we were on the wrong side even though we were sorcerers, and we tried to help Sky. Every time we went, Sky said that he found the soul and heart to connect with but did not know how to reach her. Your birth had already formed a bond between you, but he still wanted to talk to you and get to know you. We did all we could do. The day I saw you in front of the school was the first time I saw you. It was as if the world had stopped turning when I saw you! Your red hair and blue eyes were adorable. I fell in love with you that day."
"Then Sky somehow reached your History teacher and had her tell you everything like a myth. Even though he's connected with her soul, everything became even more perfect because he finally found you. Tom found Gwen, and that's how we got to know you completely. As for David... I didn't even know about that... I'm so sorry... I would have stopped him if I had known! I almost went crazy when I found out. David was so ambitious that he killed your father to be closer to you. Tom and I certainly didn't know that. "
"The last day we met... you must have been scared when Chris cast a freezing spell on you. I won't let it happen again, Elizabeth. Nobody can hurt you again. That day David sent Chris and Tom to catch you. Tom would cast a spell on Chris. It would help you escape, but that's how things turned out when you threw Chris off the ladder. "
I was looking at Dylan, shocked. I listened to his thoughts while talking so that he wouldn't lie to me. He wasn't lying. He has always loved me. He even loved me before me. I took Dylan's collapsed face in my hands and transferred all my happiness to him. What I was trying to do without realizing it was working. As the pits and bruises under his eyes disappeared, his beloved eyes were regaining their former color. While I felt his emotions all over my body, hands touching my body were causing my heart to misfire.
As my startled body stiffened, I realized how much I missed his soft touches. His blue eyes were staring at my face almost like a kiss. He approached my face and kissed my nose. Then my forehead, then my neck, then... I don't remember what's next. This man, who kissed every part of my face except my lips, almost put heaven under my feet.
"Elizabeth, why are you so beautiful? Have you forgiven this man who is ready to die for you?"
"Ye-"
Before I could say yes, Dylan was cold, clinging to my lips. I was on fire. He held me in his arms and took me to the back room. As my brain was signaling, he suddenly detached from my lips and put me on the bed and he went to my side. He looked at my wrists and... Damn! I forgot to take off the bracelet!
"I've been looking for this everywhere..."
He smiled mischievously and untied the bracelet. I was burning with embarrassment while waving the bracelet in his hand. When he suddenly started blowing into my face, I took a deep sigh to show that I was relieving against his cool breath.
"How can you be so cool?" He was looking at me in a puzzled manner when I asked.
Dylan frowned and snuck into me more.
"Don't look like this..."
"How?"
"Elizabeth, don't look at anyone ecstatic... Not everyone is as patient as me."
I ignored him and read his thoughts. Dylan was about to lose himself, and his thoughts backed it up. Oh my God...
When my urge to continue my mischievous game was heavy, I called out to Dylan in a low voice.
"Dylan... Keep blowing. You're so cool..."
Dylan shook his head and tried to recover. Dylan must have caught me in my spare moment and grinned when he was on me. He grabbed my shirt up to my belly button and exhaled slowly with his cool breath. I groaned quietly as my hormones were activated, but Dylan must have heard me and smiled as he leaned over my face.
"Don't play games with me again..."
He fell aside and took off his shirt. On the contrary, when I hugged his huge body for annoyance, he pulled me even more. This time Dylan wasn't as cool as before. I looked at him with my grin of victory, and I pressed my lips against his neck and pulled.
"Isn't it hot?"
"Hmm? Yeah, yeah... It's too hot..."
When I tried to leave him with a giggle he blocked me.
"Don't go..."
I buried my face in his neck and whispered quietly.
"I can't go anymore even if I want to..."