Chapter 1
While wrapped in her mother's arms she heard the faint siren of the ambulance swell. Her mother gently rocked her back and forth trying to ease the pain. Tiny glass shards surrounded their bodies. Miraculously they both had escaped from the car and to the edge of the ditch.
"It's all right, Ely we'll get through this I promise." The mother soothed while running her hand through her daughter's hair. "It's not your fault. The ambulance is on their way, and they're going to take care of us both." Tears slowly rolled down the mother's cheeks. She could only pray that they would both make it. She only pretended to be strong for the sake of her daughter. All the while she was dying and she knew it. She hushed her daughter's soft cries as the ambulance came closer.
The daughter soon feel into unconsciousness as the mother slipped away from the world.
The paramedics rushed to the scene. Tearing the mother and daughter from each other, hoisting them into the ambulance.
She awoke to the soft beeping of the heart monitor. Her eyes searched around in panic. The heart monitor picked up. The nurse soon rushed in.
"Where's my mom?" She asked.
"Young lady you're going to have to calm down." The male nurse said.
"NO! Where's my mom? Tell me now! I want my mom! Now!" Her breathing became deeper and tears began to sting her eyes.
"Your unstable you need to calm down." He assured her hoping she would.
"Quit avoiding what I'm asking." He looked into her eyes giving her a sad look, not knowing what to say. Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared. "No, no! You were supposed to save her; she's supposed to be alive. She promised we'd get through this. Now fix it. Fix it!" She burst into sobs of anguish.
The nurse steadily went to console her, secretly hiding the needle to sedate her behind him.
"Don't touch me." She flinched away. "Get out. Get…" He stuck the needle in she immediately feel into a deep unconsciousness.
The nurse exited the room to talk with the Chief of surgery about what to do for the girl. She had no other relatives, it seemed.
Once noticing she was awake the nurse gently knocked on her door, sliding in as he did so.
"Ma'am." He said.
"My name is Ely." She said coldly.
"Ely, it seems as if you have no more relatives. But there is one, your half-brother."
"What a half… Well I guess my father Joshua Uley abandoned him too. I would love it if you didn't speak of him."
"His name is Sam Uley, he currently lives in La Push Washington it's a reservation."
"I know it is. I'm not stupid."
"I'm sorry. You'll be released in a week, and then you can fly to your brothers."
"Fine then."
She slipped off of the plane and into the terminal heading straight for the baggage claim. After grabbing her bag she headed towards the taxi line, weaving herself through the people. Why would so many people be here at an air port in Washington? Nobody would like to be here for stupid summer vacation. She thought to her self.
The taxi pulled in by her. She placed her things in the trunk then got to her seat.
"Where to?" The driver asked.
"Here." She handed him the piece of paper with the address scribbled on it.
The car pulled into the reservation stopping at a small two story house.
"Thanks, what do I owe you?"
"Twenty bucks."
"Really? That's all?"
"Yeah, you don't look to happy to be here and you seem to be having a tough day."
"I'm not, bye."
She grabbed her things out of the trunk and headed for the door.
She heard a faint knock on the door; she slipped out of her apron and headed to the door. She opened it seeing a young girl dressed in a gray sweat shirt, ripped jeans, and black combat boots standing on the other side. Her black hair was damp from the rain, she knew she was Quileute by her skin tone, but had never met her.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Is Sam here?" She asked quietly.
"No, dear I'm sorry, but you can come back tomo…" Then she saw the bags the girl held.
"This may be hard to believe, but I'm Sam's half-sister."
"Oh," as soon as the words left Ely's mouth Emily realized just how much she did looked like Sam. "Please come in." She ushered Ely through the door. They both set on the couch. "So what brings you here…"
"Ely. Well I have no other relatives than Sam. Our dad both abandoned me just like him."
"And your mother?" She asked in wonder. Emily glanced into Ely's ice blue eyes that were filled with tears. "I'm so sorry." She gently pulled her into a hug.
Ely pulled away. "I didn't mean to…"
"No dear you can cry as much as you want. I'm Emily by the way Sam's wife."
Ely forced a smile. "I don't know how to tell Sam. What should I do?"
"Well how about you go get situated in the guest room. Sam should be back in a minute and I can explain everything to him if you'd like?"
"Would you please?" She said in a faint voice.
"Of course I think it be better that way anyhow. And in a couple of days you and I can fix up that room. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes I'll call you down then."
"It's so nice of you to be doing this…"
"Oh hush. I insist. Now go on up stairs and make your self at home, you look jet lagged."
She hauled her self and things up the stairs to the room.
Emily went back to her cooking. She felt two warm hands wrap around her and the person kissed her cheek.
"Hey, Sam." Emily said.
"Why do you smell like raspberries and silk?" He asked.
"Um… about that. You have a sister." She replied smiling.
"A what?" He asked baffled.
"Sister. Please Sam, don't be upset. We're the only family she has left." He barged up the stairs following her sent up to the guest room. Emily quickly followed him. He opened the door to find Ely curled up into a ball sleeping on the bed still in her clothes. Her face red and tear stained. "Sam please, come down stairs so we can talk about this?"
"Fine then let's go." He shut the door back and headed down with his wife.
"Look she's going through a rough time she just lost her mom. Sam you of all people know how that feels. And both you and her dad left you. She has no where to stay." Emily said over dinner.
"I'll let her stay, but there has to be some rules." He replied.
"Only a few, Sam. You know how it is. Please try to be nice."
"I am nice." He whined. She came from behind him taking his plate and kissed him on the head.
"I know you are honey." She said jokingly.
"Well it looks as if I have a sister."
"Surely does."
Chapter 2
She stumbled down the stairs the next morning in, blue shorts, red keds, and a tank top with a panda on it. Her jet black hair pulled back leaving her bangs to hang in front of her swollen eyes.
"Good morning." Emily exclaimed. Ely half heartily attempted to smile.
"I'm Sam, your brother." Sam said coming near Ely.
"Ely."
"Are you hungry dear?" Asked Emily. Ely nodded, and took a seat at the table. Emily brought her a plate. Ely stared at the massive amount of food. She steadily picked at it eating little.
"So Ely where did you live?" Sam asked.
"Texas."
"So I bet the weather is a big change."
"Yep." She continued to answer in one word.
"So…" A mass of boys piled through the house.
"Hey Sam, hey Emily." One of the boys said. They all slid around the table surrounding Ely. She set her utensils down and looked around her.
"Hey everyone this is Ely." Emily said. "Introduce yourselves."
"I'm Paul." One of the taller ones stated.
"Jared."
"Jacob, everybody calls me Jake though."
"Quil."
"Embry."
"And I'm…" The younger boy stared into her ice blue eyes, mesmerized. He forgot the whole world around him. Gravity became irrelevant and the only thing holding him there was her. All that mattered was her. He wanted to be everything and anything for her. Her whole world. Jake hit him knocking him out of his daze. "Oh Seth." The whole group of guys looked at Seth realizing what had just happened.
Seth began to feel Ely's whole emotions. Discomfort and sorrow.
She rose from the table stating, "I'm going for a walk. I'll be back later."
"Ok Ely, try not to get lost." Sam instructed. She left and when they were sure she was gone they spoke.
"Oh little Seth has an imprint." Quil teased.
"Yeah and it's on his alpha's sister." Paul commented.
"Don't even start." Sam said chuckling. "Poor thing that's the most she's said this morning."
"What's wrong with her, Sam?" Seth asked worriedly.
"She just lost her mom. So be good will all of you when you're around her. She's still fragile."
"I can tell."
"That's part of imprinting. I imagine she left because of all the guys. She's not really up to being around people."
She walked farther into the woods, finding a small cave. She slowly went in and sat down. She brought her knees to her chest feeling the hole open once again. Tears streamed down her face, she buried her head in her knee's. Her whole world came crashing down in seconds. It seemed nothing could fix it. She couldn't stand to be around that many people it was too much for her. She began crying harder as she thought that boy that was my age, why was he so happy? And he stared at me for a while forgetting his name. What was all that about?
He hated to think that she was unhappy. It killed him inside to know she was broken inside. He felt every emotion she had, and had no way of stopping it. He wanted to help in any way he could. How am I going to get involved with her, she's so fragile and down. I need to bring her spirits up. But all in good time I suppose. A howl through the woods notified him that something was wrong. He stripped from his clothes and phased.
What do we have now? He asked telepathically to Sam.
Ely she hasn't come back sense she left this morning. It's been five hours. Where could she be? Sam replied.
I'll find her. I promise.
We all know you will. She's your imprint. Don't scare her though. Paul stated.
Why would I scare her, Paul! He started.
Both of you stop. Commanded Sam.
I've got her sent. Seth said happily. He loved the way she smelled. He could smell it forever. He ran faster until he reached the cave. Her sent was the strongest in there. He peered in to see her, with her head on her knees. She in there I've got it you all can go.
You sure you can handle it?
Yes, Sam I've got it. He steadily walked in the cave. He stared at her curled up body sobbing. She lifted her head to look at him.
Her eyes widened at what she beheld. The majestic sandy colored wolf, slowly coming towards her. She froze hoping it posed no threat. Her heart rate began to pick up as her body began to shake. It was massive she had never seen anything like it before. She never thought possible a wolf six times her size. Only a figment of her imagination, she merely thought.
He got closer to her and ran his mussel against her hand letting her know she was safe.
She slowly lifted her hand shaking as she did so. She placed it on top of the muzzle and ran her hand up to the back of his head.
He ran his head across her cheek. He then curled his body around her.
She placed her arms around him laying her head on his back. Slowly petting him, running her hands through his coarse fur. She continued petting him for a while before falling asleep against his warm body surrounding hers.
He felt her beginning to feel better, like he was comforting her. He had always knew that animals such as dogs helped comfort people in their times of trouble. And seeing he was just a big dog he knew that it was helping her. He soon fell asleep right along side her, knowing that he had helped her and would only do so as long as he could.
Chapter 3
"Well she's definitely my sister." Sam said.
"What makes you say that, dear?" Emily asked.
"Running off and still isn't back. Yep, my sister."
"She'll be back soon don't worry. She's probably with Seth don't worry about it."
"Yeah, it's Seth there's nothing to worry about."
"You know you've taken a sudden liking to her?"
"I guess I have. It just kind of happened."
"When she gets back. Which she will. I'm going to drag her to Port Angeles to do some shopping."
"For?"
"Clothes and new stuff for her room."
She walked by the wolf her hand ruffling his fur. She reached her new house turned to face the wolf looking into his eyes. She scratched behind his ears he gave her a sad look as if to say 'do you have to go?'
"I have to boy. Come back later will you?" He nuzzled her hand as it fell from his muzzle. She walked in the house. Sam startled her as she did.
"Where have you been? I was worried about you?" Sam asked frantically.
"Nowhere."
"Ely, why don't you run upstairs and get ready." Emily suggested.
"Why?" She asked curiously.
"We're going shopping."
"Ok." She walked up the stairs, started the shower and hopped in.
"What?" Sam asked, seeing his wife giving him a weary expression.
"You're going to freak the poor girl out." Emily answered.
"Why?"
"She barley knows us just, be careful."
She emerged from the shower wrapping a red towel around her wet body. Her hair fell across her shoulder around a fresh scar. She stared at her damaged body in the mirror, hating her image. How could anyone love this! I'm hideous! She screamed at herself in her mind.
She walked down the stairs in a pink sweater that fell from her shoulder and a pair of shorts with black combat boots that folded down the sides.
"Ready to go, dear?" Asked Emily. She shook her head as she slid her white aviators on. Emily grabbed her purse and keys, kissed Sam on the cheek and left the house.
"What stores do you like to shop at?" Emily asked Ely while they were driving to Port Angeles.
"Emily, you don't have to do this. My clothes from home should be coming soon. It's just a couple of boxes." She protested. She didn't really want anything from them, but love just that. Nothing more. She wanted her brother to love her and at that time she didn't feel it. She knew she was still in a state of depression but being with the wolf changed everything. It was as if he was so happy to be with her and it rubbed off on her. She couldn't fathom at all how the animal had put her in a better mood.
"Oh hush. I'll get you some outfits. We are definitely getting you some stuff for your room. And I don't want to hear a word."
They made their way in the door, their arms filled with bags. The guys noticing their sudden appearance rushed to help them. Seth took the bags from Ely, smiling at her as he did so. Ely attempted to smile back, but it didn't feel as forced this time.
After running the things up stairs to Ely's room, Emily made the boys start helping move things around.
"You all better be ready to work. Got it? Because I would like to finish getting things together by tonight. Alright ready? Break!" Emily exclaimed.
They laid down the tarp and began working painting all of the walls one by one. Soon all that was left was Sam, Emily, Ely and Seth. The others had gone home or out patrolling. Seth had purposely gotten paint on Ely trying to lighten her mood, but to no avail, she only half smiled. After moving in most of everything and making her room look perfect, Sam and Emily went out the door leaving Seth and Ely.
Ely whipped around to find Seth holding a box of hers.
"Don't touch that!" She said frantically. The condiments of the box fell from Seth's hands landing on the carpeted ground. He hastily bent down as she did to pick up the fallen possessions. He skimmed across them he picked up the paper with lyrics scribbled on them. He looked at the picture in black and white of Ely in a dancer position. He reached out for the pick that was left on the ground. As he extended his arm as did she her hand grazing across his. Her face immediately fleshed she looked down pulling her hand back. He steadily handed her the guitar pick.
"Sorry about touching your box and knocking everything out of it." He sheepishly said.
"It's fine. I over reacted. Sorry." She replied.
"So you play guitar?" He closed the box and handed it back to her. He looked into her eyes awestruck. Emily came in the room.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Sam said you best be getting home Seth, don't want your mom to be worried about you." Emily said. "You can come back later." Emily had a hint of knowing he'd be back, much sooner than Ely would expect. The thing was she wouldn't know.
"Ok, bye Emily, bye Ely." He said as exciting the room. Ely got up from the floor clutching the box to her chest.
"I'm going to go to sleep Emily." She faintly said.
"Night dear." Emily said while closing the door behind her. Ely crawled into bed and was soon asleep.
She woke with a start, nightmares flooding her mind. She went to the window opening it letting the cool air of the night run through her hair. She closed her eyes taking in a deep breath of the woods air. The sent filled her nostrils reminding her of Seth and what had happened earlier that day. She gazed down to find the same sandy wolf sitting under her window gazing up at her.
Her wolf.
"I'll be down in a second boy." She said as if he understood what she was saying. She pulled a hoodie over her pajamas, slipped on her converse, and quietly opened the door. She tiptoed down the stairs to the door and snuck out.
The wolf met her, nuzzling her hand when he did so. She ran her fingers from his head to behind his ears. The moon shone from above illuminating everything. She gazed into his eyes, wrapping her arms around him. He broke the gaze and rested his head near hers; she brought herself closer breathing in his sent. It too reminded her of Seth she didn't know why, but it comforted her. And for once in a week and three days she smiled, a real smile.
Chapter 4
She awoke damp from the rain that had begun to fall. She lifted her head from the wolf; once again she had fallen asleep again tangled around the beast.
He raised his head from his paws, gazing into Ely's icy eyes. He whimpered not wanting her to go. He vastly enjoyed every moment spent with her, even if it was in wolf form.
She ran her fingers through his fur, scratching behind his ears.
"Come back, later?" She asked hoping he would. He extended his tongue out licking the side of her cheek. She giggled a smile crossing her lips. He loved her gorgeous smile, and just wished it was his human form that made her happy.
She walked in still smiling. Waiting for the hurt to find her. Somehow today it seemed to retreat, but when it did decide to attack it would hit her full fledged no holding back.
"You seem in a good mood." Emily exclaimed as Ely walked in the door.
Caught in a daze she walked past Emily holding her cheek.
"I am." She faintly said while passing by. She headed up the stairs to her room. Once entering she stripped from her pajamas, sliding into a gray skirt, a read sweat shirt and white keds. She locked her favorite necklace with the raven on it delicately around her neck. She approached the window seal peering out to see the rain plastering among the earth.
"I'm going out." She stated while heading for the door.
"Where to?" Sam asked.
"The beach."
"In the rain?"
"Yep."
"You're going to cat…" Emily began to say, but it was too late for Ely had headed out the door.
The rain pelted against her raven black hair as she steadily walked down to first beach.
He gazed at the tiny figure sitting among the shore line, rain sliding down her body.
"What are you doing out here in the rain?" He asked while approaching her.
She turned to face the boy shrugging her shoulders, not really wanting to talk. She turned around going back to her thoughts. She didn't know why she avoided everyone, Seth was a sweet boy, and something always drew her back to him.
"Is everything ok?" He asked concerned. Why would she be sitting out in the rain? It's only going to get worse. He thought to himself. He sat down beside her awaiting her reply.
Still no answer.
"You can talk to me, Ely. Trust me."
Still silent she sat, and then she spoke.
"Why do you care?" She knew opening up would help, but couldn't, not yet. She had bad trust issues, and even if she wanted to trust Seth she couldn't let herself. Sure he was trying to help her, but the thing was she couldn't tell, afraid of what she had done. Afraid of what he would think.
"Can I not care?"
"You wouldn't understand. It's too much and…" She faced her head up to the sky, taking in a deep breath, as the rain began to fall harder by the second. The wind picked up ruffling her black hair into her face.
He sprung up from his seat, grasping her hand.
"Come on. You'll get soaked." He began dragging her through the clearing into the cave. The one they had first encountered each other in. "We'll wait out here until the storm dies down."
"Why can't we just go back to the house?" Her teeth began chattering as goose bumps arose across her body.
He immediately took notice of her state and made an act to help.
"Cold?"
"Yes, aren't you?"
"No, I'm fine." He chuckled. "Come here." He led her into his arms, bringing her in.
She was hesitant at first, but then went with the deed. She was freezing and thought he could help.
His remarkably warm body surrounded hers. His massive stature engulfing her, made her look inexplicably small. For once her tall, dancer physique failed to make her look as a treat to any short cheerleader. She seemed delicate, and tiny as if breakable.
He looked like a giant compared to her. His tall, lean, muscular figure holding his wolf form. Standing at six four compared to her five ten made him look exceedingly large. His gentleness made it seem out of the norm coming from a boy the size of a pro basketball player. She stayed wrapped in his warmth, tranquility, happiness, love.
He pulled back gazing into her eyes. Drowning in them. He grazed his hand across the cheek he had licked that morning. His massive hand dragging down the side of her jaw to her chin.
Knowing what was about to happen, she turned away walking to the opening edge of the cave.
He walked up behind her. "Talk to me, Ely?" He pleaded wanting her reply. He grabbed her hand trying to reassure her that he was there for her. "Trust me."
She yanked her hand free. She excited the cave sprinting into the frigid rain.
He called after her hoping she would come back. She couldn't hear him anyway, account of the rain filling her ears. Tears blinding her thoughts of turning around.
She barged through the door ignoring Emily asking "What's wrong?" She pumped her legs up the stairs slamming her bedroom door behind her. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Hating herself, falling into misery. In a mad rage she picked up the picture of her and her mother flinging it against the mirror that hung against her bathroom door. She fell to her knees in the mess of glass, tears of anger falling to the floor. She screamed in fury clutching handfuls of her hair. Crying out in frustration.
Sam rushed up stairs afraid that she was hurt.
"Ely?" He asked. No reply. He reached for the door, but couldn't enter. "Open the door Ely." Still she was silent. "Open this damn door!" He yelled. Refusing to do what was asked, he kicked down the door. He found her in a fetal position head against the ground.
She backed up from him hands touching the broken glass. She lost her balance cutting her wrist, when trying to prop herself up she cut her hand as well. Caught in chaos she didn't notice.
He came to her wrapping her in his arms. One arm was around her back while the other placed on her head, leading it to his shoulder. She began moaning out in agony, while gripping to her brother. Her brother that she realized now did love her. Not her half- brother, her true brother loving her the way he should.
Chapter 5
She studied the bandages wrapped around her cuts, flipping her hand back and forth. She lugged herself out of her bed stepping onto the ground, where the shards of broken mirror and picture frame lay. She bent down slowly picking up the picture that lay among the heap of shattered glass. She placed it on her bed as she began cleaning up mess, placing the chunks of glass and frame into the trash can. Using her small hand vacuum to clean up the remainder of the pieces.
Letting her hand slide down the railing, while she deadly walked down the stairs. She herd roaring laughter coming from near the kitchen. When making her way into the dinning room the laughter ceased. Numerous eyes fell upon her. She scanned the room her eyes falling on Seth. The hushed silence was killing her. The seconds lengthened. Time seemed to drag on.
She turned on her heals, leaving the house through the back glass door. She went through the forest, knowing Sam had prohibited her from doing so, but at this time she didn't give a care in the world. She pushed herself up to the highest part of the cliffs. Sitting on the edge, dangling her feet starring down and the salty ocean below.
"What was that all about?" Asked Paul with a mouthful of eggs. Seth glared at him rising from the table.
"I'm leaving." He stated while going out the same way she had. He slipped out of his shorts phasing in an instant. He picked up his shorts in his mouth, catching her sent following it. Her smell lead him up to the highest point of the cliffs. Please not let her have jumped. He silently thought to himself. He phased back sliding on his shorts.
Hearing something emerging from the trees, she quickly sprung up turning to see what it was.
"Sorry I startled you." Seth said coming closer.
"Seth?" She quietly asked while wiping her eyes. He stepped closer coming towards her. She slowly steeped back onto what she thought was part of the cliff. She miss calculated her legs slipping off the edge. She tried holding on but continued to fall. Her arms dragging from the edge of the cliff.
Seth dove for her trying to catch her hand, but it was too late. For Ely had slid from the cliff plunging into the icy water below. Seth jumped up flinging his body off the cliff after Ely.
He saw her frail body sinking by the moment to the bottom of the ocean. Bubbles slowly floated out of her mouth as she sunk. He pushed his body further down wrapping his arms around her. He lifted her to the surface, himself gulping in a massive amount of air. He felt the faint beat of her heart against his chest, getting slower and slower.
He gently laid her body to the ground he placed his ear to her chest, seeing if her heart rate had speed up. No change. He placed his hands under her sternum pushing forcefully trying to release the water from her lungs. He repeated the action over again. Still nothing.
"Come on Ely." He pleaded. He pushed again with all of his strength. Her whole body had began to turn blue, an out line of dark purple around her lips.
Water flew from her mouth running down the side of her face. She began coughing finding it hard to catch her breath. She gazed up at Seth, who slowly was removing his hands from her. Her eyes ran across his face as she sat up. He stared at her wanting her to speak.
"Ely are you..." She flung her arms around him, startling him. He in turn wrapped his arms around her, her head resting in the crook of his shoulder.
"Thank you." She faintly said while tears streamed down her face hitting his shoulder. "Thank you so much." She began coughing again. Her bosy shivered from the chill of the wind blowing against her wet skin.
"Lets get you back to the house. I think your getting sick."
He rose from the ground, extending his arm to help her up. She stood, but didn't hold for long she stumbled almost falling. His arm wrapped around her steadying her.
"Can you walk on you own?" He asked worry for her well being.
"Yeah I'm good." She replied while taking a few steps ahead of him. She soon fell to the ground not able to stand.
"Obviously not. Here climb on." He lifted her up placing her on his back.
They came through the house Ely still on his back. Emily took notice of Ely's state.
"Dear, are you alright?" She said coming from the kitchen towards them. "Set her down. Will you?"
"Emily, don't I'm fine." She sneezed. "Dammit," She whispered under her breath. Emily placed her hand upon her head.
"Dear you're burning up."
"I don't feel hot." She said while shivering, coughs attacking her lungs.
"Go upstairs. I'll be up in a minute."
"Do you need assistance?" Asked Seth worried she still couldn't walk.
"No I think I'm good." Wrong again. She clutched the wall trying not to fall. Seth came up from behind her swooping her up carrying her to her room.
She shot up from her bed, screaming. Lighting and thunder fiercely flashed across the dark black sky, lighting her room. Seth jerked up from his slumber in the corner of the wall.
"Ely are you ok?" Seth asked while making his way to the edge of her bed. Sitting down he gazed into her eyes awaiting her reply.
"Seth?" She asked forgetting that he had stayed until she felt better. He felt as if it was his fault and was sick with guilt.
"Yeah?"
"You stayed?"
"Yeah. I feel bad that I caused you to fall making you have this cold."
"It's a stupid cold."
"What was your nightmare about?"
"A lot of stuff going on in my life." She got up going to the window gazing down to see if the wolf was there.
"What are you looking for?" He went behind her, noticing his sudden presence she whipped around looking at him the best she could.
"Nothing."
He looked down at her gazing into her ice blue eyes that seemed to have softened. Once they had looked like frozen ice, now they were slowly melting. The rain still fell from the sky pelting against the house, lighting once again flashed across the night sky.
She lifted her gaze from the floor finding his soft chocolate orbs. She felt different around him now. She had no way of explaining it, but it felt as if he made her better, helped heal all her wounds.
He pushed a strand of her midnight black hair behind her ear, gently lifting her chin with his hand. Still locked in her gaze. He slowly bent down towards her. Their faces inches from each others. He closed his eyes softly placing his lips to her delicate ones.
She took in the kiss, welcoming him into her life. For once she forgot about what had happened in the last two weeks. Filling her heart of bitterness and sorrow with happiness and love.
