BELLA
I walk out of the room after spending about 5mins contemplating if my hair will be better held up or let loose. I had really short thick black hair, I have always wanted to experiment with it see how I'd look if it were a different color, well, maybe I can finally get to do all the things I've always wanted to,Micheal pinches my cheek
" aww" I cry
" I said why are you smiling to yourself, what's funny"
' ouch, I didn't realize I was smiling, now he thinks I'm cra_cra
" Urh, I like the dress" I say
He narrows his eyes at me, giving off an intimidating aura, 'sweet Lord, he's so drop dead gorgeous'
I take an involuntary step towards him, my body sure knows what it wants, the side of his mouth curves in a half smile and my heart did a triple flip.
"Come on let's go down for breakfast, you should eat something"
He takes my hand and leads me down the stairs and towards the kitchen.
I stop in my tracks as I see someone sitting at the kitchen table, he looks up at me and smiles and I felt my heart stop.
He had the most intense eyes I have seen, bright red, almost flaming, I could feel the heat. He had brown hair that had a tint of gold at the top, his face was another plane gorgeous, where Micheal looked like an Angelic being, soft and smooth and heavenly, this guy in front of me was devilishly handsome, everything about him screamed danger. I couldn't look away, but I knew I had to, I blinked a few times to try and focus but then he was gone, just like that, he was here and then he was gone. I look back as I hear the front door close, Micheal looks at me and holds me close to his chest
" Can you get started on breakfast, I'll go check on him"
He looks at me and I nod still in a daze, he kisses the top of my head and walks out of the kitchen and out the house.
I move towards a chair and I sit, I had no idea why but I felt weak, like my knees couldn't keep me up.
'who was that, and why did he leave the way he did?He was smiling at me and then suddenly he stormed off, did I do something to offend him, didn't he like how I looked?Was he the reason Micheal had asked me to dress up today, if he was then he obviously means a lot to Michael. Oh Lord, I must have done something wrong' I blinked back the tears that threatened to spill from my eyelids
JASON
I listen in on Micheal questioning his woman, I mean, it's not like I had any Choice, that's one of the downs of super hearing, or ups maybe. I heard her call to Mike earlier, she sounded panicked, that couldn't be nothing, I walk round the outside of the house and then I go inside the house, I put my bag on the table and walk off to the kitchen to get a drink. I sniff the room as I walk through to catch for any off scent but I get nothing, maybe it was really nothing, humans have the habit of scaring themselves after all.
I hear them coming down the stairs and I sit trying to look as gentle manly as possible, ah, scratch that, I want to see the look on Mikes face when his girlfriend wets her pants after seeing me. I know the effect I have on girls and not like I'll be interested in his girl or anything but I'll really love to see his face. A really sweet scent hits me then, the most delicious scent I've perceived in a while, only one woman, had ever smelled so appealing before. I hear them stop in front of me and I look up with a seductive smile on my face the kind I knew no girl would ever be able to resist, but when I see the face in front of me I freeze, this can't be possible. My already dead heart stops to beat again, I clentch my fists in an attempt to control myself, that scent, the scent, the eyes, the same piercing black, before I could think of it I was at the door, I had to get away. I step into my car but before I can drive off, I see Micheal in front of me, he goes the the passenger side and gets in, I look at him my blood Boiling, I know he sees the anger, but does he see the fear?
He puts his hand on my shoulder and squeeze
" deep breaths" he says
I sigh and push my steering wheel so hard the car jerks and the steering wheel shatters,' crap', now I can't go anywhere, maybe I'll just run, because I had no idea how I'd explain my sudden change of attitude to Micheal.
He lowers his seat and lies down in a sleeping position placing his leg on the dashboard, I look at him and understand that was his way of saying ' I'm here until u're ready to tell me what this is about'.
This won't be lovely.