Ren
I simply cannot believe Amora would do something so reckless. But then again, she doesn't quite know the rules yet does she? No, still. She should be smart enough to know there was a reason AJ had not communicated with his siblings sooner. What she did tonight was like reintroducing the temptation of a drug AJ had to kick. At least she did not give him actual heroin, god knows how hard AJ had to try to get rid of that addiction…. I feel a pang in my heart as I remember the countless nights I spent with AJ as he was withdrawing. The nausea, the fidgeting, the nightmares. His endless screams of agony still echo through my mind. I could do nothing to stop his pain. I could merely watch and ensure he did not drown in his own vomit. Wipe away the sweat, supply him with all the water and food that I could get him to eat. I was the one who helped him through all of it, as I wander through these halls I've known for so long, I feel nothing. I am so bored of nothing. Life is artistic, why is it only a swatch of gray to me? My mind travels to Raven, she makes me feel, ignited. Like a flame, her and flame go so well together. I reminisce of her body, her stiff posture, her mind. I long to feel her touch, not AJ's. But somehow, I know I cannot love Raven the way I love AJ. There is too much history between him and I, too much pain, too much repression and coinciding minds. I know I can love Raven in an entirely different way, it feels good, fresh, and just as real as what I feel for AJ. Not as raw, but real.
I hear a clattering from a nearby room, as I approach it I go over all of the possibilities.It could not be Darren, he is most certainly at home by now. AJ and Amora are still up in their rooms, Raven would not make such a clatter unless something was wrong. It is unlikely that someone has gotten past our fences and bear traps. Raven must be in trouble. I walk towards a door that has been left ajar, I see flames in the room and grab the fire extinguisher that was conveniently left next to the door. Darren must have set this up, she was supposed to find it. I am aware that some of his methods are unorthodox, but they are always effective. For that I still respect him. I out out the flaming mannequin and kneel next to a seizing Raven. I flip her on her side. Although some would think I should put something in her mouth to keep her from biting her tongue off, that is a wildly publicized myth, putting something in someone's mouth while seizing could damage their teeth or make way for them to make a snack out of your finger. I look at my watch, careful to make sure her seizing does not last much longer. After a few seconds, her thrashing slows and I can hear her breathing begin to calm.
When her thrashing ends and her breathing evens I scoop her up in my arms, careful to not move her too suddenly, her head lulls to one side. She is quite light, much less weight than I had expected.my arms form around her curves and I feel my heart rate increase, I think guiltily of AJ. I have barely said a word to him since we got back with the girls. I have been rather distracted since then, as I hold on to Raven I want to explore her body with my hands, I try to focus on AJ, the last thing I have ever wanted to do is betray him, why am I so tempted when Raven is near? I walk into my room and lay her gently on my bed, making sure to rest her head on the pillows. I take off her designer shoes and toss them aside. Trivial, material things. I roll my eyes, she does not need any of it, she is beautiful exactly the way she is.
I pull a blanket up around her shoulders and brush the glossy black locks from her face, her beautiful, creamy complexion sends my heart rate speeding faster. I graze my hand across her face. Devastating. I do not find it hard to believe that she was created to be the femme fatal.. My eyes wander over her stunning, soft features that accent her round curves, there are even small, almost undetectable imperfections on her, for a subtle effect, she is not quite eerily stunning, that is exactly why the imperfections are there. So those she seduces do not begin to believe she is truly built to seduce. I simply stare, I could stare at her forever. Anyone could. My mind struggles to grasp reason, I love AJ, why do I want her? I, just as Darren and AJ are, am immune to her siren charisma. My mind is begging me to stay away from her, pleading to go to AJ. From the moment I saw her, she left me breathless, waiting for her to say one word. She had me wrapped around her finger the second I looked into her eyes. Deep blue, except for when her eyes reflect sunlight, they turn into a crystalline deep sea green. Those eyes open as I think of them, she does not jump, or scream, she shows no signs of being startled as she awakes to me leaning over the top of her. She stares back at me, in the same way I must be staring at her. She reaches up and tugs on my hair. Wrapping her fingers up in it. She regards me thoughtfully, she arches up and brings her lips close to mine. "You look like you wanna play."
I play into her flirting, knowing what I was going to do the moment she opened her eyes. "Because you're devastating...and brilliant." I pull away to look into those eyes, something in them has shifted, it leaves me breathless, excited, and alert. I smile at her, she knows how powerful she really is. She is untamable now that she knows what she's capable of. She smiles dangerously and licks her blood red lips, molding against my arms and pulling my lips onto hers. I reluctantly succumb to her desire, matching it with my own. My hand moves up and down her glorious body. I find her bare skin and run my hand up her thigh. She adjusts her posture to allow me up higher, and higher still. I press my lips against her throat, I bite her. She gasps and then lets out a wicked laugh. "You're all mine honey"