By the time I was done, he stood behind me. Dustfinger. He was back, but, of course, his scars were gone.
"But. . . I thought I would never come back here."
Me and Farid, still shocked, just stared at his unscarred face. Farid was the first to hug him. But me, it took a little longer to snap out of it. I didn't know when I loved him better, with or without the three scars.
"Dustfinger! Your back!"
I've never seen a boy hug a man so tightly before. It made me want to laugh because Dustfinger was trying to push him away, but I didn't laugh since I was still frozen by the sight of seeing him. Yeah, I just saw him last night, but that's not the reason. The reason I was frozen like this was because of the thought that I just read read one of my favorite characters out of his book, away from the woman I hate the most from his book.
"Hello. . . Lexi? Are you alright?" I looked at them and it scared me when I realized that they were in my face. I, then, couldn't help myself any longer. I flung myself at him, which made my lips crash into his.
Was I shocked? Yes, why wouldn't I be. But did I pull away? No, I never wanted to let go.
Did Dustfinger pull away, though? No, I thought he would, but he didn't. Instead, he held on to me. I could feel Farid hugging both me and Dustfinger. I wanted to stay like this forever, but, of course, it didn't.
I was the first to pull away because I wasn't breathing while I was kissing him. The thing is, though, Dustfinger, for once, was kissing me back. When I pulled away, I laid my head on his shoulder.
"Why are you crying? You don't have to cry because I came back. . . Your the one that did it, anyways!"
"Don't worry. . . They are tears of joy!" I whispered. I smiled while I wiped my face free of tears. I rapped my arms around both Dustfinger and Farid, not letting go anytime soon.
"If this is how you act when I come back. . . Then, I wonder how you'll act when your reading us home."
I pulled back and looked at him.
"I hope that never happens. . . When I found out you were gone, my heart stopped beating, I couldn't breath and I almost started crying, I never ever want you or Farid to leave me. You two are my only friends and what would I do then?" I ask. Neither Dustfinger nor Farid answered me. It made me mad, but I didn't care, I couldn't even remember why I was mad at him before. "So. . . What did it feel like to see Roxane after you came back to life?"
I was laying down on the grass and looked up at the sky. Dustfinger looked down at me, his face looked younger without the three scars.
"I don't wanna talk about that, because I know that if I say something to make you mad. . . So, how long was I gone? A lot happened in the book." I stared at him.
I could remember what part I read him into the book and what part I read him out of, but I thought he would have felt like he was in there for one night. Its really weird.
"You've been gone for one night. . . While you think you've been gone for two books." I said. I stopped caring, though, since me and Farid are happy he's back. We walked around block after block, talking and talking. He told me about his world and showed Farid the new tricks he could do.
Reading about it was cool, but seeing it was even cooler.
"Cool! Do it, again! Do it, again!" I jumped up and down in one place, clapping. He did the fire butterfly and bluejay, again. I loved the butterfly the most. It flew over to me, but I kept it off my skin. "Wow. . . I love it! Its so pretty!" I whispered. I knelt on the ground with the fire butterfly in front of me on a blade of grass.
I couldn't help myself, my finger started reaching out to it.
"Wait. . . Lexi, don't-"
But, before he could finish, I touched the butterflies wing and burnt my finger.
"Ouch!" I whispered as I jerked away.
Gwin was the first one in front of me, then was Dustfinger.
He sighed.
"I thought you would know by now that you should never touch, let alone play, with fire." Dustfinger said. I smiled up at him.
"I guess I haven't learned, yet. . . It hurts." I stuck my burnt finger in my mouth, thinking it would stop the pain.
"You shouldn't do that because you're doing it wrong. . . Here, let me do it." He pulled my finger out of my mouth and put it in his while looking in his bag for the ointment. By the way, he was sucking my finger.
I couldn't help, but blush, which caused my whole face to turn brighter red like a tomato.
"Farid. . . Get in here and get that ointment out for her finger. . . I swear, you need this stuff more then we do." Dustfinger said. Even with my burning finger felling like it's on fire, I couldn't help, but giggle at what he just said.
"Here!" Farid said.
Dustfinger pulled my finger out of his mouth, got some of the ointment on his two fingers and started gently rubbing it on my index finger. My face just kept getting hotter and hotter. I really don't remember Dustfinger being this hot. . .
Again, body temp was like he was made up of fire.
"Lexi. . . Are you even listening to a word I'm saying?"
I, then, snapped back to reality.
"Uh. . . Nope" I said with a big smile.
He sighed.
"Lexi will always be Lexi. . . I asked you what time you have to be back."
"Oh! For as long as I want. I am very trusted."
Farid and Dustfinger looked at each other and then back at me.
"Surely not the way I would bring up my child."
My smile went bye-bye. I was trying not to yell at him for two reasons: One, he shouldn't talk bad about my family, and two, I always hated it when he talked about his kids, wife or even Resa, anyone else was fine, but no one he loved or his family. But, of course, I didn't want to scream and ruin the moment.