What's up mah peeps? Sorry I haven't been writing in so long, I've been so fucking busy. Haha you know how it is. Anyway, here's the 6th one! We nau find out what's up! Finally right? Haha
"I know what's wrong with you." My eyes went wide.
"What? What is it? What the fuck is so special about me?" I demanded. Riddick looked me in the eyes. The next words that were out of his mouth were…unattainable at first.
"You died." I blinked at him, and tilted my head to the side, like a fucking moron. "You are touched by RedFlames. It means that you were brought back from the dead. But you did it yourself. In other words, you can't die, no one can kill you. You will die, but of old age. You'll never get sick, you'll never be killed. You must have got it from your father, because your mother certainly didn't have that power." I looked down, and stared at my hands.
"What?" I asked, like a fool. "I died…when?" Riddick shrugged.
"But it must not have been that long ago." Something clicked.
"How did you know my mother was going to kill me?" I demanded. He hesitated. "Tell me now Riddick!" I snapped. I did something stupid and reckless. I grabbed his shiv and sliced my wrist. Blood spilled out and I cried out from pain. I fell to the ground and felt his chest against my back, I barely heard him call me stupid, then pick me up, and I passed out.
"That was fucking stupid!" Jill screamed at Riddick. I lifted my head from the hard ass pillow. "You know who she is, and you let her do something so fucking ridiculous? Why does the RedFlame have to be so retarded?"
"I'm right here bitch." I whispered. Her head snapped towards me.
"And you're a total idiot!" She snapped and stomped away. I shook my head and looked at my bandaged wrist.
"She's right you know." I glared at Riddick as hard as I could.
"It's your fucking fault." I snarled. "You came into my home, and took me, then killed my mother, and made me believe I was something so damned special. I'm not the 'RedFlame' thing that bitch was talking about."
"You asked how I knew your mother was going to kill you. I could sense the power in you, just like I can sense the power in Jill, and Ammie. Ammie is a healer, and Jill cannot be harmed." I blinked. That made sense, in a fucked up sort of way.
"Okay, so, let's say I am this amazing thing everyone wants, why me?" He chuckled.
"Always the same question. Why me? Hell if I know. You think I know why I have the power to sense these kinds of people? Well, try again. I don't know why." He snapped. I looked down. I felt bad.
"I'm sorry…" I whispered. He ran his hand over his baldhead and looked at me. I couldn't help but stare back into those amazing eyes.
"I know this is new, and kinda scary, but you'll get used to it." He sat down next to me, and I moved closer to him. "I'll help, and so will everyone else." He smiled and my heart melted.
I grinned. "Okay." I got up. "Come on." I held my hand out, but he brushed it away like I knew he'd do and went to get up. Which he probably would have, if I hadn't tackled him. He threw me under him and growled playfully. I fake glared at him and laughed.
"What were you hoping to accomplish?" His voice at my ear made me shiver against him, as his hands snaked their way up my sides.
"Nothing…" I breathed. He lay on his side and pulled me into him.
"I'm tired. Bedtime." He snuggled his face into my neck and soon we were both asleep.
"You'll always be here. You'll always be targeted." I looked up at him, determined to show him I could hold my own.
"Teach me how to fight." He looked down at me. "Teach me how you move so fast. Teach me Riddick!" I grabbed his arm and he tensed slightly. "Please." I didn't let go. He trained those magnificent eyes on me and stared at me.
"Okay." I laughed and clapped.
"Thank you!" I laughed and hugged him. I stopped. I slowly pulled away, realizing what I had done. "Um…sorry…" I looked down. When he didn't move I looked up at him. He looked me in the eyes and stared. I started breathing hard as he leaned down a bit. I closed my eyes as he brushed my hair away from my face, and fell into his touch.
His breath caressed my face, and he cupped my cheek pulling me close to him. My heart pounded in my chest and my breathing was labored. His lips gently laid on mine. I sighed and he wrapped his arms around me slowly, pulling my body into his. For his size you wouldn't think he could be so gentle. I slid my arms up to his shoulders and pulled him closer to me, deepening the kiss,
I moaned as Riddick nipped lightly at my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I granted him with it, and soon the kiss became hungry, desire and passion clashed. I felt a low moan from his chest, and I moaned darkly.
Suddenly, I felt his hand roaming over my body, feeling the small of my back, and my sides, and stomach. I arched when I felt his hands graze over my breast, and moaned into his mouth.
I broke apart needing air, while he licked and nipped at my neck causing moans to escape from my throat.
Suddenly, searing pain shot threw my body and made me cry out and hold my chest. I vaguely made out Riddick calling my name, blinking back tears, and trying to breath.
I took a deep breath. "I'm okay…I think…" I hardly recognized my own voice; it was so full of pain and small. The pain slowly started fading, and I was able to stand up straight.
"I found out why you have those as well." He whispered. I looked at him and my eyes asked "why?" "Your body is stealing life from around you. It's stealing my essence." I gasped.
"Are you serious? Every time you kiss me, I steal your life?" I shouted.
"Well, why your body hurts so bad, is because I'm not letting you steal it." He said. I nodded.
"That's good right?" I asked.
He looked doubtful. "Well, for me. For you, it'll hurt." I looked down, my mouth forming an 'O'.
"Well, that's okay." I looked at him. "I still want to kiss you." He looked at me, unbelieving for a second, and then he smirked that sexy ass smirk of his.
"Okay. I'll teach you how to fight and shit, and I'll continue to kiss you." I smiled.
"Yay."
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