Sorry for the cliffhanger you guys! I know you all hate me for it but hey, it was great to keep you on edge wanting more eh? ;] So here is the next chapter; I know your all eager to find out what happens next - this was a twist suggestion that I thought would be really good so enjoy my darlings! :D
Patch sprung out of my grip as Rixon emerged through the shadows, his eyes gleaming as his gaze bord alluringly into Patch's dark, troubled eyes.
"I am no where near done with you." He declared; looking deeper into Patch's eyes. My own eyes widened; what the hell did he mean? Rixon and Patch were friends...right?
I let my vision rake over them, taking in each of their postures; Rixon was standing, calmly, casually with a slightly cocky expression on his face whilst Patch was stanced, tensley with his fists balled at his sides.
Standing up, I began to question the situation; "Patch wha-" He flashed me a look, a look telling me to stay quiet and not involve my self. No way was I having that. Taking another step forward, I touched Patch's arm and looked at him, firmly in the eyes. "Patch."
He kept his gaze glued on Rixon as Rixon folded his arms across his chest and looked down on Patch. "What do you mean your not done with me yet?" Patch scowled, his eyes narrowing. Rixon laughed, throwing his head back in hilarity. "Oh I think you know." He smirked.
My whipped from side to side, swapping my glance from Patch to Rixon and back over and over, waiting for answers. Patch's cheeks flushed vigorously; a very rare sight for me. "I have no idea." Patch grumbled.
Rixon scoffed another laughed. "Come on Patch." He sneered, "tell Nora everything." My eyes widened, "Patch?" I mused, looking at him and tugging gently on is arm; trying to get his attention but he was purley focused on Rixon. "Patch!" I hastened, "tell me what's going on." I paused, "Now."
He shook his head, "nothing you need to worry about Angel." I narrowed my eyes at him before turning to Rixon to see if he held any answers. "Come on Patch." He pushed, "I think your Angel..." he stopped, looking at me with a fake smile on his face, "deserves to know the truth."
Patch's posture stiffened beside me and his eyes flared with anger. "She deserves to know how badly you," he paused again for emphasis, "betrayed her." Glaring at Patch again, I shook his arm one more time. "Patch! Tell me what he's talking about."
"Rixon," Patch warned, his voice low and dangerous, "stop talking." Rixon laughed, a hoarse, deep sound emergin right from his belly, "or what?" He teased. Patch dropped his eyes to floor and sighed. "Just stop." He growled.
"Oh for crying out loud will you STOP keeping me in the dark!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air in distress, "I'm just gonna leave else." I warned. Rixon raised his own hands, palms facing Patch and me. "Hey I'm not the one hiding things from you." He chuckled. "Patch is the one responsible for that."
Patch's jaw trembled in anger, "you know what?" He grunted, moving away from me. "I'm gonna leave. Rixon, I'm fed up with your crap." and with that he walked out from underneath the willow tree, leaving me alone. Deafenceless. "Patch..." I whispered after him, "Don't leave." But it was no use.
I sighed in exasperation, folding my arms across my chest. Looking up at Rixon, I narrowed my eyes "I hope your happy." I grumbled. He looked up at me, guilt flashing across his eyes. "I'm not." He sighed.
Walking over to pick up my groceries, I shot him a glare over my shoulder "Your what made him so mad." I spat, turning to walk away from him, I just wanted to be home. "I thought you deserved to know the truth." Rixon shrugged, scratching his arm.
"Yeah well I didn't get very much of that did I?" I muttered, looking up at him exhaustedly from under my bangs as I walked past; preparing to duck under the branches. "Do you want it?" He asked, grabbing hold of my sleeve and pulling me back to him. I nodded, "Of course. I don't think me and Patch should have secrets."
"We kissed." He shrugged, his eyes distance as he linked his hands together behind his head. My eyes widened, they...what? I blinked, watching Rixon blush...admittitly kinda adorabley.. "You...what?" I checked, shaking my head.
"Kissed." Rixon nodded, his eyes focusing on mine shamefully. My heart sank. All my accusations were right. I hadn't been paranoid. Patch really was getting bored of me. "Is that...it?" I gulped, running my hands through my hair. He laughed an uncomfortable, nervous laugh. "Yeah."
"Woah..." I whispered as the realisation sunk in. Patch...cheated on me? A tear dripped down my face. "Hey, hey don't cry." Rixon soothed, wiping the tear off my cheek, "if it helps I stopped it as soon as I could." He shrugged. I looked up at him, eyes wide. "H-he started it?" I swallowed my tears.
Rixon nodded, his expression full of woe. I wiped my face with the back of my hand. I loved Patch so much. With every bone in my body. With every ounce of my wieght. With every litre of my blood.
"Look Nora..." he sighed, toucing my arm softly; his dark, shining eyes luring me in, "do you want to come back to mine?" He asked, turning pink. I looked at him, "to like...talk, I mean your pretty upset." He continued.
Smiling, I nodded; I just needed someone to talk to. And he was offering that. Just a shoulder to cry on. Right?
Rixon unlocked the door to his apartment and waved me inside; it was dark inside but the walls were painted a warm, welcoming crimson. Smiling, I gladly stepped through the door.
"Welcome to my threshold." He grinned, slamming the door behind him. I chuckled and plonked myself down on a plush, brown, leather couch. Rixon sat beside me, his grin suddenly fading at forming a concerned frown. "I'm sorry." He muttered; out of the blue.
Tilting my head to the side, I looked at him; a confused expression on my face. "For...what happened." He pushed, flopping his head in his hands. I placed my hand, softly on his shoulder. "Don't be." I sighed. "It was Patch that started it right?" I slumped down further into the couch.
He hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Tell me what happened Rixon." I pressed, leaning towards him. Rixon sighed and pushed a hand back through his hair. "There isn't much to tell Nora...he just...kissed me." He admitted, shrugging. I sighed, another tear dripping out of my eye as I pictured the scene.
"Nora please don't cry!" Rixon exclaimed, wrapping a strong, tanned arm around my shoulder and pulling me close. I should've pulled away. I knew that but, something stopped me and instead I snuggled closer as Rixon linked both arms protectivley around me. He stroked my arms, stroked my hair; soothing me. Whispering sweet things in my ear.
When my eyes were dry, I glanced up at Rixon; his gaze was boring deeply into mine, looking into my soul and practically turning it inside out. He was drawing me in. Everything about him was alluring, maybe not as alluring as Patch but still alluring enough to keep pulling me towards him.
Eyes shining Rixon released his arms from around my shoulders and moved them seductively down to my waist. I could feel my self moving closer to him, I could feel his hot breath tickling my cheek and mouth and before I knew it our lips were connected.
A burst of heat and energy flairing between us, Rixon moved his lips sexily over mine, making a low moan escape me. I tangled my hands in his hair. God it felt so wrong but so...right. He was soothing me. Letting me escape from all the drama with Patch.
Sinking into the kiss, letting the feeling just swamp me, I leaned into his body, bringing my self closer to him by the minute. He groaned under my lips as I tugged slightly on his hair.
One of his hands slid down my waist and rested firmly on my knee before moving upwards towards my thigh. I shivered under his touch and parted my lips; beckoning his tongue inside of me.
He eagerly complied and before long our tongues were merging together. Urg; he was such a good kisser. So good it felt bad. Everything about this was so confusing. But it didn't stop me.
I continued to kiss him, my lips searching for his hungrily. I nibbled his lower lip causing him to groan again quietly, I ran my hands over to the front of his chest and started greedily unbuttoning his shirt. I felt him smile underneath our kiss.
Suddenly a voice sounded from the door, "hey Rixon...I'm sorry about bef-" Rixon and I sprung apart, my fingers still entwined in the buttons on his shirt. "What the heck is going on?" Patch yelled.
Crap. Crap. Crap. This looked bad; smudged lip gloos, ruffled hair, Rixon's hand on my thigh."Patch!" I gasped, pushing Rixon's hand away and standing up quickly. "Patch, it's not what it looks like!" I exclaimed.
He glared at me, his eyes clouding over and glistening with tears. I had never seen Patch cry before and I'll say this now; by witnessing it he might as well just grabbed my heart and smashed it into the ground. His voice cracked; "Oh but it is isn't it?" He snarled, with venom in his tone; taking the upset edge off he voice. And besides, he was right. It was.
Patch turned quickly on his heel and stomped out the door,fists balled at his sides, he slammed it deliberately behind me. I began making my way after him when a voice stopped me; "Nora" Rixon muttered, whipping my head to face him; I glanced at him angrily, "What?" I spat. "I'm sorry." He spoked softly; head beant, ringing his hands nervously.
"Me too..." I whispered. Shaking my head, I turned away and slipped out the door.
Would you count that as a cliffhanger? I'm not sure if I would but if you do, again; I'm sorry! But don't worry your pretty little heads - all will be revealed tomorrow I promise! Until then my lovelies! Gaby xoxo :D
