Sanctuary

Summary: "Do you ever stop teasing me?" He glance down on me with those gray eyes and caused the air to vibrate. The hand he used to hold mine suddenly came up to cup my cheek. "You're so cute when you get mad." He sucked the air out of my mouth with his mouth.

Okay, this is the first time I have made an original story that didn't have someone else's characters in it. My friends have read it every time I have rewritten it and I'm really happy about this version, so I thought I post it.

Please tell me if anything is wrong grammar or spelling wise and if you like it.

I'll shut up now.

- PrimalElegance


Chapter 1: His Eyes

I drank the air in front of me as I exposed myself to them. I shifted my gaze to the fraying red velvet curtain and away from the audience in the auditorium to avoid the blinding camera lights. I slowly and carefully approach the principal that held my diploma as he called out, "Kamryn Flair." I slid the rolled up paper from his hand into mine and turned to smile at the crowd.

I took in the sight of my family and friends as they applaud with others. My mother had her onyx hair pulled back in a neat bun and dabbed a tissue to her eyes to stop the running tears. Her hands was clasped with my stepfather's, Paul, hand and my younger bored-out-her-mind sister's, Lily Grace. My two best friends, Pete and Lexi, waved frantically at me to display her new melon pink engagement ring. I turned away from the audience and toward the rafters that held the other graduates. I stood next to Jennifer Fitzgerald, captain of the volleyball team, her make up over done and her pale bleach blonde hair extra curly from a recent perm. No one seemed to tell her that she looked like something between Barbie and a baby doll, the electric blue gown and hat also did not flatter her body.

I kept ticking off the students that came until I noticed the very tall figure of my friend, Joel Isle. His dirty blonde hair was cut like Zac Efron's and his eyes were like Johnny Depp's, so dark that they looked like coal. His height of 6'1 over did the other males in the graduating class. He flashed his smile to the crowd and retreat to the stop next to Rylie Impia. He turned his head and flashed me with his perfect smile as Principal Warderen quickly finished up the list of students. He turned the microphone over to the class president, who droned on about expectations and the future and blah, blah, blah. None of us will have a future if he keeps talking.

Though, it did get me to start thinking about my scholarship to Camden County College. Both of my parents didn't like the idea of me majoring in Dance. Well, they can fuck off for all I care. I did find it weird that Lily was glad about it, but not like in her usual bitchy way. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice until everyone else threw their hats in the air. Wow, that was short. I took it off quick and made the hat do a twirl before it hit the floor. I got pushed and shoved around by the celebrating idiots and the departing Geeks as the made way to their families or friends.

Joel came and help escort me through our crazy ex-classmates to our friends and families. I took in a big breathe of air before getting wedge between Lexi and my mom. Mom was sobbing her eyes out

"We need to celebrate, right now!" Lex tugged off my ugly gown to reveal a light blue tank with lace lining on the neckline and hem, low rise skinny jeans in dark wash denim, and black leather boots. She applaud the outfit and handed over a yellow foiled, green ribbon laced gift. I sliced the side open with my black manicured nails and pulled out a jewelry box. I snapped a "I don't want expensive gifts" look at Lexi who groan loudly.

"For your information, I won it in a contest. Now, open." I lifted the lid up and snaked the silver chain on my fingers. A charm of an enlarge amethyst teardrop crystal dangled from the chain. Lex grinned widely from the look of delight in my eyes and made Pete look.

"You like?" I nodded lightly while stringing the necklace of my neck. It shined against my long ebony lochs that cascade down in waves and my violet eyes that were almost the same shade of the stone.

"It's pretty. How did you win it?" I asked, curious as to how they came to get it.

"I went through 27 boxes of Oreo's. Now, I detest them." Pete told, making a gagging noise when the cookie came up.

"They said it's one of the only seven ever made. That one came from France." Lex explained. I turned it over and over in my hand when Joel joined us with a grin plastered to his face. His parents trailed behind him with friendly looks. They put on a good act in front of Joel to make their separation easier.

"My parents got Coal rented out for us. Half of the graduating class is coming." Joel was busting at the seams with happiness, but once he turned to me, it was full of affection. I've gotten used to it during our four years of high school together but I guess he's been waiting for me to throw myself into his arms. I never thought of him that way, just not my type. He thought otherwise.

"I'll send my folks off and get a ride with-" I started as Joel quickly cut in.

"I can give you a ride. I drove the Bentley the way here." Damn, he got me. He knew I loved riding in the Bentley.

"Sure. I'm going to tell them." I scurried off quickly to escape his longing gaze. It just felt wrong the way he liked me. I shivered in my long stride as I approached my parents. Paul was hiding Lily behind him for the very revealing red dress she wore. She wore her dark brown hair the same way I had mine and coated her eyelids with a shimmering red that flattered her dark brown eyes. L.G. smiled as I came over to them, finally being able to leave. I stopped short in front of my mother. She was still dabbing the tissue to her eyes.

"Mom, I'm going over to Joel's party. You guys can head on home." Mom nodded and lead Paul out to the parking lot. Lily skipped over to me.

"Can I come, please?"

"Don't you have a date tonight?" I asked instead of answering her question.

"Yes, I totally forgot. I guess I'll see you later." She gave me a quick hug and jogged after Mom and Paul.

After an uncomfortable ride with Joel in the Bentley, we arrived at Coal. Coal was the newest under 21 club in Breckinridge, Colorado. It was owned by the unknown X. Coal who never seems to show up at his own club. The place was coated in black with red small tables in the corners away from the dance floor. Behind the DJ booth, near the back of the dance floor, was a small bar that was lit up with black lights and had three bartenders behind it. You couldn't see it from the dance floor until you turned to get a look behind the booth. Then, right next to the bar was a big door that no one went through. I have never seen someone go in or out from it. It was probably some private VIP room for the owner.

"Wanna dance?" Joel stood at my side, looking pleadingly at me.

"No thanks. Where's Pete and Lexi?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"Probably went to-" Joel was dragged by Jennifer to her group of slutly friends who look like they would have turns with him. I decided to head on over to the bar and look for the engage couple. I trailed along the tables and away from the crazy dancers. I took the only seat left and clicked my nails against the bar.

"You want something?" said the bartender, who was on the other side from where I was looking.

"Um..." I turned my head and looked at the bartender before I started drooling. His skin was a pale ivory that look bright against his chocolate brown hair. His lips had a cute fullness to them that looked great for kissing. He had a great build to him that you could see through his black sweater. His eyes are what caught me. They had a pure silver shine to them that made his pupil onyx. He was even more than gorgeous that I didn't know words to describe it. I couldn't look away for about a moment and let out an unsteady breathe as I bend my head down.

"Water, please." I breathed. He disappeared quickly and returned with a half full glass of water. My fingers brushed against his as I took the glass. They were cold like the fall breeze. He took it back quickly.

"Thank you."

"Your welcome." I heard a faint accent in his voice that sounded like French but I couldn't tell. I took a few quick sips of the water then place in back down, the bartender's gaze never leaving me. When I looked into his eyes, he made me feel something. He didn't make me feel uncomfortable like Joel did. He made me feel...like I was a rare jewel set before his eyes. The weird part was...I liked it! I suddenly wanted to follow hin into the back of the bar.. The feeling increased when he put his hand over mine, his freezing cold and mine acting like a raging fire. He lowered his head to my ear, his breezy breathe shooting a shiver of desire through me.

"Come with me." He whispered, moving back so our eyes were locked together. We moved in slow paced but our hand still tied together. He turned the doorknob of the unused door and lead me through a dark hall with red volumes perched on the high wall. I heard the beating of music in the next hall to the right. I could hear the lyrics to " Just Dance" by Lady Gaga blaring from that hall but we had walked in the straight path we were going. As he ushered me farther, I heard the chattering of voices coming closer but die down as we got even closer. My eyes turned to a boy and two girls pressed against the wall. The boy's blue eyes were transfixed on me as far as I could see in the dark. The girls were keeping their eyes on the bartender as he moved us away, the redhead twirling a curl around her finger very quickly and the dark-haired brunette squeezed the hand of the boy.

"She's the new one…" I heard the boy say about me. The redhead shushed him quietly as not to have Xavier lose his focus with me. It seemed odd to me.

We turned the corner to the left and he grasped the handle in his free hand and twisted the door open. The room we enter was engulfed by dim lights that shined against the white couch. He turned me around and wrapped his arm around my waist and cupped my cheek in his hand, pulling me so closed that my hands laid on his chest. My breathing hitched and I couldn't move myself to step away. He took a few long seconds to dazzle me with those silver eyes before placing his lips on mine. I savored the taste of mint on his tongue and snared my arms to his neck. I felt sharp points against my lips. Pain pierced my lip that made me taste the iron flavor of blood.


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