Enemies
Chapter 10
Cleo's POV
Someone was shaking me. I blinked and saw Skye's face, then pulled the covers over my head. "Go away, Skye," I said, and immediately sat up. "I can talk…" I whispered, smiling now, fully awake. Skye chuckled. "I finally get to hear your voice again, and you say that?" How rude." I stuck my tongue out at him and laughed. "Can we go home now, Skye?" I asked, hopeful. He nodded, smiling, and I let out a small screech. He pointed to a small bag beside my bed. "I brought you some clothes last night, so you don't have to go home in your pajamas." I giggled, whispered a quick 'be right back', and headed to the shower.
Forty-five minutes later, I was stepping outside for the first time in days. I took a deep breath of fresh air, and lifted my face to the sunshine. Skye put his hand on my shoulder, and I smiled even bigger. The moment was quickly ruined, though, for I felt a feeling that I hadn't felt in weeks. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I felt as if I was being watched. Oh crap, I thought to myself, had Rock come back? I frantically looked around carefully, searching for any sign he was there. Skye noticed my edginess. "What's wrong?" He asked, morphing into a protector… my protector. I searched the woods. "We're being watched…" I calmly said, laughing a bit. Skye looked around, clearly on edge as he walked to stand in front of me to make sure no harm came to me… at least from that angle. Then, something happened that I did not expect.
A hand clasped around my mouth as an arm wrapped around my waist. I tried to scream, but my cry was muffled by the stranger's hand. I started to flail, and bit his hand. He cringed, but continued to pull me into the shadows. Luckily, one of my kicks hit Skye in the leg, and he turned. "Hey, Cleo, watch where you're ki-"He stopped, and I screamed louder. Skye punched my attacker, and he let go of me, his jaw cracking. But that doesn't mean he didn't put up a fight. He utilized well-placed kicks, but Skye dodged them skillfully. The attacker finally landed a punch beneath Skye's eye, but Skye didn't lose his pace. Skye punched him in the gut, causing the attacker to lose his footing, and fall back into the shadows. Skye nearly ran after him, with me staring off after the someone, my mouth gaping. He ran over to me and helped me up. "What… what just happened?" I asked, afraid. He held my hand as he breathed heavily. "I think you almost just got kidnapped, Cleo," he whispered.
Skye's POV
I held her hand tightly, looking around; slightly scared he might come back. Hate rushed through my veins, for I thought Rock had returned. I pulled her into my arms and shrouded her as her heart beat increased and her cheeks turned pink. I quickly pulled her out of the embrace, and started to run towards her home, holding he hand so I was practically dragging her with me.
When we reached her house I pulled her in and locked the door behind us. She was still half in shock. I shook her, and I swear she looked like she was going to break into a million pieces, right there in front of me. She looked at me sadly. "Is Rock back?" she asked, and I didn't know how to answer with her looking at me like that, so I just stared at her. She sighed and looked down. I rubbed her arms and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry, Cleo," I said calmly, "nothing's going to happen to you when I'm here, okay?" I'll protect you." Her face lit up a bit, and she nodded.
A few hours later, Cleo changed into a lilac nightgown, and lay in her bed, pulling the covers over herself as I sat in the chair next to her. She tossed and turned for a while, but I stayed on high alert. "Skye?" a small voice said. "Mmhm?" I said, glancing around the dark room. "Remember the first time you came to my house… and you hummed me to sleep?" she asked, and I looked at her soft, honest face, shocked she remembered that. "Of course," I said truthfully. "Could you him that again? It was so nice last time…" I smiled slightly at her. "Sure," I answered, and softly started humming her to sleep. She smiled softly as her eyelids began to fall. Soon, she was fast asleep, and I stopped the lullaby. "Goodnight, my little angel," I said softly into her ear, and then kissed her cheek, knowing this would be a very long night.