Chapter Four: The Confession
Again, sorry about the wait
~Jack's P.O.V.~
"You missed me Jack?" His voice rang through the darkness. Sitting up quickly and looking around, I start to panic inside. "I'm surprised you too, wanted to see me again." He carries on, his voice coming closer to me.
"P-pitch, How did you g-get out?" I stutter, damming myself for being so jumpy and letting it show. I hear him chuckle and all of a sudden, I feel arms wrap around me and hands rest on my chest. I know he can feel my heart racing and it angers me a bit. But, in all honesty, I feel myself starting to relax into his arms as Pitch whispers into my ear,
"I hear you talking to yourself Frost. Every time you come to my so-called door, I hear you." He kisses my neck softly, and his touch is like a Phoenix's feather on my skin. I shudder in his grasp and he sighs. "I listen to you talk about your problems, your accomplishments, your life... everything... Ever since the first time you came to this place, I started saving my strength to be able to come and talk to you, to see you... to hold you, the way I am now..." Pitch sits down fully and pulls me onto his lap. Oddly enough, I find myself laying the back of my head on his shoulder. "and to try and help you whenever you needed it." For a moment, he pauses and then speaks more clearly. "I have also missed you Jack."
I smile to myself for a moment before I frown and then speak. "Pitch, I find this hard to believe. As much as I would love to stay like this," I gesture to us, "I don't know if I can believe what your saying or if your just trying to melt this frozen heart of mine and then destroy what's left of it..." He straightens his back a bit and spins me around in his lap, making me straddle him and look him in the eyes. As I look, I see his golden eyes are swirling with emotion. Something I've never seen happen with him.
"Jack... I would not lie about this. I would NEVER hurt you like that... I wouldn't be able to. I care about you too much..." Looking into his eyes as he speaks and listening to his tone, make me feel like he is being sincere, but I'm so afraid of being hurt anymore that I am forced to say this,
"Can you prove that what you're saying isn't a joke or some twisted ploy to get me to fall for you even more?" And with that question, I realize the one thing I've been telling myself for almost ten years, that I wasn't in love with Pitch Black... was a total and utterly complete lie. I look down at our bodies, close together with little room between and I blush.
"Jack... look at me." He says, but I don't. I don't want him to see the tears forming in my eyes. He lifts my chin up to look at him. "Jack..." he whispers. I look at his lips then my eyes slide up to watch his as he looks at my face. His eyes shift down to look at my lips and I notice his eyes darkening.
I shudder slightly as his eyes flick back up to mine as he leans in. I feel my heart beat speed up and then... his lips are on mine...
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