"Ryan...I have to tell you something," I mumbled, trying to keep consciousness.
"Autumn. It can wait, I have to clean your wounds," he mumbled.
"But...I have to...tell you..." That's the last thing I remembered before I lost consciousness.
When I woke up, my body felt like it was in a train wreck. It felt stiff, like I had been a scarecrow for a few hours. I looked at my body, through half closed eyes. I noticed that each wound that the Angry Princess had left on me was covered with white, cotton gauze. No blood had gotten through them yet. I looked around the room I was in. The walls were still covered with the Latin curses that kept the ghosts back.
"Ryan.." I croaked, my voice weak.
"Autumn," came a soft reply from beside me. I looked over to see Ryan sitting in a chair. "Are you okay? How do you feel?"
"I feel like I was hit by a bus...but I should recover...how did my wounds...did you do this?"
"Do what?" He asked. He was standing by my bedside, his hands holding my left hand.
"Did you..cover my cuts?"
"Yes. I found a first aid kit in the kitchen. I found some medicine too...The wrapper said pain relievers. I thought you could use some," he said, handing me two small white capsules, and a glass of water. I took the capsules, and swallowed them without the water.
"Thank you. Why are you being nice to me again? I thought I was just some common whore! That you wanted me to get raped by Drake...or you would," I asked, remembering our argument.
"I'm sorry for what I said. I didn't mean it. You aren't a whore. You're a beautiful young woman. Any gentleman would be lucky to have you. I don't want your uncle to rape you. I was angry because you wouldn't accept my apology...Will you please accept my apology for exploding like that? It isn't gentlemanly of me."He asked, looking at the glass door.
"I accept both of your apologies. I was wrong to blame you for both my mother and my sisters death. I know you didn't kill my sister. That mother fucking bitch did," I growled the last part. But he didn't seem to mind the last part. A huge insane smile spread across his blueish pale damaged skin, showing yellowish teeth.
"Thank you," he replied, the smile never fading. I smiled back slightly, knowing sooner or later that Ryan would hate me. Why did I have to come back to this place? I could of lived a life in hiding but nooo. My fucking uncle had to find me and ruin my whole plan! Fuck!
"Ryan...there is something I have to tell you.."
"It can wait, my dear," he whispered, before tilting my head toward him more with the very tips of his fingers. He brought his cold, blue lips to my red ones. Our lips moved with passion, but I could tell Ryan was holding back. I pulled away quickly, and turned away.
"Darling...why did you pull away?"
"You're holding back...why?"
"I don't want you to leave. I'm scared that you'll be like everyone else and not bother with being there for me...just like my mother." He yelled the last part. The hatred I could feel vibrating off his usually cold body...in fact his body had grown very hot. I could feel the heat waves coming off of him.
"Ryan...I have to tell-"
"Darling. Please. I'm sure it can wait...I just want to enjoy the time we have before you leave again." I could tell by his voice that he was trying not to break down. I turned my head towards him, making my amber eyes come in contact with his blue eyes.
"I won't leave you unless I have to. I promise." I whispered. His blue eyes started searching mine for something. I didn't know what he was looking for but I guess he found it, because seconds later his lips were attached to mine in a passionate, loving frenzy. I tried my best to give him as much passion as he gave me. Before I knew, what was happening he had removed my shirt, not even scratching my skin on my stomach. I pulled away, and looked him in his eyes.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to rush you! Here's your sh-" I cut him off with a sensual kiss, before slowly pulling away for the third time.
"It wasn't that...I just wanted to be sure you were sure about this. About...well..." I didn't know how to word it. I knew the words but didn't want to say it. I began to blush, realizing I had been acting like a scared school girl. Fucking grow up, Autumn. It's just sex!
"Did you know you're cute when you blush? And I know what you're meaning to say. I'm sure, Autumn. I want my first and last be you."
"First?"
"Yes...you would be my first. Would I be..."
"Yes..."
"You mean you haven't with another man?"
"No...after I left this house, I went into hiding basically," I responded. He looked away. "You've heard what they're saying about me...haven't you?"
"Drake has a nosy notion. He...told us about what happened and how you disappeared."
"Oh...well I'm not disappearing again. I promise...Ryan." I whispered. He smiled, and kissed me hard. A kiss unlike the previous ones. Nothing was held back as his hands crawled along my tan curves. I shuddered and pulled away for the last time. "I don't have to worry about getting pregnant with a ghost child do I?" I smiled, as we both chuckled before our lips rejoined.
That's right readers. Next chapter is going to be a lemon, I promise this time. I know I haven't updated in a short while like I said I would but drama has occurred and now I have very little time on the weekends. But now I'm out for break so I should be able to update more. Thanks for the comments!