Hello!
Merry Christmas, Happy new year and all of that! :D
Yes, I think I might me back for good now. Or at least, I'll try to do my best before classes start over. I can't really see how it went down to the point where it's been over a year since the last update, but university sucks the life out of me.
So I just want to start by saying that if you've been waiting this long for me to update: please, forgive me.
Now, here's chapter 10. Hope you like it! :)
Soundtrack: I've recently just found this song and I think it suits the chapter very well - Andrew Belle - In my veins.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except from my OCs :)
Chapter 10
Everything around him was completely dark. He could luckily see a few steps ahead of him even running with a candle on his hand.
Running? Why was he running? He couldn't tell why, but he felt than rather of him being chased it was him who was after someone. No matter what, he kept on running. The hallways became larger and darker with every step he took. Walls were thicker and made with brickworks. The floor was made with wooden parquet and with every step, the floor crackled underneath him. His feet felt heavier than usual, trying to make him stop but he simply couldn't.
A laugh reached him from down the hall, a sound so musical and angelical… so pure. Was that Izzy? They used to play around like that. She loved playing hide and seek, and she always made it easy for him to find her.
Suddenly, he took a glimpse at the end of the hallway and saw a girl carrying a candle too, just like him, and saw the pretty red long dress she was wearing. She laughed once more and disappeared, sneaking fast to her right so they could keep playing.
Cam hurried to reach her up and his feet allowed him to this time. He ran as fast as he could, lighting up his way with the candle and felt totally surprised to see that the hallways were all exactly the same: too damn long.
He looked through the window to the beautiful garden there was at the center of the old house and he noticed the especial way the moon shined outside. He peered and leaned on one of the pillars to watch how the moon covered everything with a silver lighting. Was he dreaming or was it all just a memory? The place seemed familiar to him and that one day he had seen the way the moon illuminated all for him, giving him permission to enjoy the evening.
"Come on, Cam!" The girl's voice sounded almost ethereal and he couldn't distinguish it well.
He turned back, parting away from the window's pillar, to see her better. The girl's face was hidden under the shadows, but he managed to take another glimpse at her pretty dress.
"I don't have all the time in the world to be playing with you here." She said before disappearing completely under the shadows. Cam overheard her steps walking away and he couldn't help but to follow her. She laughed once more, waking up something inside him. A pure instinct: primitive, desperate and… different. As he got closer to the end of that hall, he saw how she had stop running. She was making it easy for him, the same way Izzy always did when they played. He smiled, pleased before turning at the corner and finally being able to catch her. As soon as he did, the girl blew her candle and the only light there came from his hand. But he wasn't going to blew it and miss his chance to see her in the eye the moment his lips touch hers.
He took a couple steps and found the ledge of the window. Carefully, he posed the candle there and was able to identify the girl's figure leaning against the pillar he had in front of him. A smile peered again on his face and walked, determined, towards her.
The girl held her breath, waiting anxiously for him. He knew it. She needed him as badly as he needed her, no matter how hard she tried to deny it. He approached her and leaned his body against hers. Her waist was so tiny and his arms soon embraced her waist. With one hand, he groped up one of her warm arms, until he reached her delicate and thin neck. His hand kept moving up her face, reaching for her thick and silky hair. Slowly, he grabbed a lock of her hair and tucked it behind her ear. Taking advantage of that, Cam slid his hand on the girl's back and without thinking about it, he moved his lips closer and kissed her hard.
But that kiss wasn't anything like he was expecting it to be. It was different from Izzy's. Izzy always kissed him tenderly and softly. Those lips kissed him back just as hard and the girl's hand travelled all the way from his chest to his neck only to pull him closer. Those hands felt different, her fingers were exploring and playing way more than Izzy's. His instinct didn't took long to peer up, making him stop doubting and start accepting that kiss she so fervently answered back.
He moved back looking for air and felt the way her chest moved up and down slowly and tempting. Gently, he grabbed of her hands and guided her towards the window to see her under the moonlight and his candle waiting on the ledge.
A pair of pretty and radiant hazelnut eyes and her long dark hair left him speechless with his heart beating like crazy on his chest.
Steps. The sound of strong and fast steps distracted him. Whoever that was, it was running away fast after seeing too much.
"Wait!" He yelled and left Luce's tiny and warm hand in order to run after that person.
"Cam!" The way she shouted his name made him hesitate. He regretted it as soon as he slowed down: that person was way too far for him to reach her.
He would never catch her.
She would never forgive him.
His eyes opened up quickly and his heart was pounding way too hard on his chest, as if it was trying to get out from his chest.
He moved a bit disorientated to found out that he was sitting on a cold hard rock near the beach. It was the third time since he had spoken with Izzy that he had had the same dream: him, kissing Luce and Izzy watching it all hiding in the shadows. Of course, he had no idea that it had been her who caught them that night. As far as he knew, either Roland or Arriane had seen him and run up to Izzy and tell her. Thank God, Daniel wasn't there yet. And he wouldn't be until a month later.
He had to admit it had hurt him recognizing the way Luce's eyes shone after seeing Daniel and he knew he was old story. Still, it had been one of the best moments in his life seeing Daniel and the bitterness on his eyes when he found him and Luce together.
Izzy was right. He didn't stop for one second to think about her and what that could mean for her, especially since his thing with Luce use to happen late at night in some dark hall with no one near them in the house. Everything he had had on his mind was that for once he had beaten up Daniel.
Cam ran one of his hands through his dark thick hair, messing it up in order to clear up his mind. The see was almost as restless as he was that night. The waves crashed violently against the rocks and a couple of salty drops fell on his face. He stood up and jumped.
His feet never touched the sand. He flapped his wings once more before falling into the ground. His wings reflected on the sea, describing a golden halo around him. His eyes focused on his reflection. His mind was uneasy and sleeping had been proved to not be a good solution to run away from his thoughts: he kept dreaming over and over again about Izzy. And dreaming about Izzy and Luce was even worse. Even in his sleep he was unable to find peace and forgiveness.
"No." Izzy's voice peered up from his thoughts. "No, Cam"
Feeling depressed, he leaned his body against the big rock and allowed his mind to torment him for a minute.
*Flash Back*
"What?" he asked incredulously. She had to be kidding, playing seriously insensitive bad joke.
"You heard me." Izzy looked up to him with her teary eyes, fighting to hold her tears back. "I can't do this, Cam."
"Don't." He asked, moving closer to her, but Izzy stretched out her arm and leant one of her hands strongly on his chest pushing him back. "You can't do this to us, Iz. Please."
Izzy whimpered and closed her eyes as strongly as she could to not cry in front of him but it was completely useless. As soon as she took one deep breath to calm down, she whimpered once more and then one more time. Her body barely shaking as tears run down her face.
"Isabel…" He tried to come closer to her, and this time he didn't care about how hard she tried with her tiny arm to hold him in his place. He grabbed her wrist tightly and, without letting her go, he pulled her close to hold her.
"No." Izzy complained and tugged her arm, so he let go of her. Cam's grip didn't lose and he grabbed Izzy's other hand when she moved it fast to push him away. Another groan escaped from her cute lips, part of it because she was angry and part of it because she was surprised she grabbed her so fast and roughly.
"Listen to me," without letting go of Izzy's wrist, he leaned towards her so their faces were just a few inches away from each other's. Izzy's eyes were looking straight at her feet. "Look at me, Iz."
She shook her head no without even taking a glimpse at him. He pulled her hard and he didn't care about her crying growing louder.
"Stop it!" Without even think about it, he shook her roughly. "Stop it, Izzy!"
If he thought she was crying before, then she was crying her heart out now. Izzy's grey eyes look up at him, allowing him to see all of the pain and anger filling them, as tears run fast down her soft skin. Izzy's breathe quickened and her chest went up and down in short and rough moves. He couldn't remember seeing her so tiny, helpless and hurt in a very long time, but he would've give anything out to never had seen her like that.
Cam felt his heart shrinking and a knot kept him from talking.
"I'm sorry…" He whispered, trying to stay calm, letting go of his grip and allowing Izzy to get rid of his hands. Izzy let both her arms hang on her sides like dead weight and she kept on looking at him with troubled eyed. "I didn't mean to—"
"No, it's fine." Her voice sounded shivery due to her crying. "I get it."
"You get what exactly?"
Izzy shrugged and let go of her breath.
"That I tend to get the worst out of people."
Both looked away to set on the room above them, where someone had peered from the window and prove of that was the way the curtains sway. Either Luce or Shelby had been listening to their conversation or one of them had peered up to close the window and moved the curtains to sleep.
And for the first time he really felt resentment toward Luce. Because of Luce he had screwed up things with Izzy; because of Luce, Izzy had left leaving him in the shadows for sixty years; because of Luce they had started that discussion and because of Luce she wasn't forgiving him.
There had to be a way.
"What do I have to do?" The silver light coming from the moon reflected on Izzy's long hair and all over her beautiful face, allowing him to see how disturbed she was and how messy her read hair was too. And above all that, the silver lightning seemed to pierce her grey eyes making them glow silver with tiny blue spots.
"What do you have to do for what, Cam?"
"What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" He sounded desperate, but it didn't matter. He was desperate. Izzy just couldn't let him out the door so easily. "There has to be something I can do for you to accept my apology. You can't just tell me that there isn't anything I could—"
"There is nothing, Cam, nothing you could say or do to make me forgive how much I've suffered for you." He hadn't noticed his eyes were watering, until he had to blink away the tears to see Izzy. "And I mean you, Cam, not Luce. Because of you I almost lose my place in Heaven and, if I remember correctly, it's because of you I'm down here on Earth. Because of you I've spend centuries—centuries Cam—plunged in such deep sadness that I can't even begin to describe it. All of that, so that when you finally accepted my apology, and letting me love you the way I've loved you for what's probably too much time, you could betrayed me! You could hurt me more than once… Sixty years of loneliness can't be compared to everything I've put up with."
She had said all of that without stutter. No doubt crossed her words as she spoke. Words that managed to hurt him like he had never imagined. A tear slid down his nose and he wiped it away with one finger. He wasn't used to showing his feelings, but –once again—Izzy had managed to get the most human out of him.
Only to tear him apart.
The composure that Izzy had shown so far had completely vanished and he took notice of the way her lower lip, trapped within her teeth, had started to shiver.
Izzy's eyes found his and he saw in them nothing but grief and determination. He didn't even had to imagine what she could see in his own, because he was sure he looked exactly like a lamb slain: irrefutably defeated.
Izzy looked away and without saying another word, she turned back and started to walk away from him.
"This can't be the end." He wasn't used to beg, he hated sounding and feeling so desperate but all of his self-control had vanished.
Izzy, that had taken four steps by the time, stopped. He could hear her breathing heavily before finally saying:
"For me it ended over sixty years ago."
*End of Flash Back*
He rested his head on the rock, eyes closed, trying to stop the tears from running down his face.
He had been torturing himself, reviewing that conversation over and over again on his mind, for three days now. He had, in vain, trying to find shelter in his sleeps, but all of his dreams had turned into turbulent nightmares. In each and every one of them he saw Izzy: Izzy with watering eyes, Izzy turning her back on him and leaving him, Izzy repeating that word: 'no'. However, those weren't the worst ones.
Izzy running to hug him, dancing around him allowing him to see the way her pretty and harmonious body moved only for him to see, singing with that voice of hers only for him to hear. Them both, lying on the lawn and staring at each others face for hours. But his mind knew exactly where to him to hurt him and in his dreams he usually heard her laughing. Her laugh had been something he had taken away from her and every time he woke up feeling his chest oppressed because of the pain he had said to himself that she had done right turning him down, because he had taken her childish innocent laugh.
He had fucked up and fucked up badly.
And it hurt him so bad to admit that.
He had avoided everyone as hard as he could. He had seen Roland a couple of days ago, but they hadn't talked at all. He had also seen Daniel a couple of times. Arriane avoided him too. And he avoided Izzy when he saw her loitering near the rocks.
Cam started walking; deciding that moving around could help him clear his head. Maybe the cold salty sea breeze and the water drops that stick to his skin could help him ease the pain. The sand under him felt warm and wet. It could sound like it was a lie, but every time he woke up from his nightmares he kept asking himself the same question: what had he done wrong?
Of course he had done a lot of things wrong, since the very beginning it had been one mistake after another, but he couldn't tell exactly the moment were beating Daniel had become more important than loving Izzy.
He delved into the woods that surrounded Shoreline. The trees had proved to be a nice company. The wind whistled through the branches and the sun and the moonlight seeped between the leaves in a very exceptional way. He was at the far end, outside the school's ground in the hopes of avoid everyone, but he sincerely doubted that any one of them were watching late at night. Daring himself to get in, he walked surrounding the coastline. He appeared near a stone wall that separated the beach from the school's grounds.
A silver lightning froze him in place.
Izzy was sitting at the edge of a rock that created the brook. Her legs hung and swayed playfully one after the other. Her soft big wings were completely extended, but her hands were leaning on the cold stone. When she turn at him and saw him, the ease that was there on her face completely vanished. Izzy looked away after a short second, staring at the horizon instead of him.
He couldn't do the same. Seeing her there brought along a rain of emotions: frustration, rage, sadness. His thin lips formed a straight line and his jaw clenched. From all of the emotions that suddenly attacked him, he decided to stick with rage. It had always been easier to confront Izzy when he was angry. It had always been easier than showing her his true feelings.
Izzy stood up, her eyes still looking at the infinite sea. Her wings declined, but she didn't hide them. The silvery glow that came from them made her skin shone and her hair looked like a red halo framing her beautiful face. Everything about her seemed like an illusion.
Izzy's gray eyes set on his. He hadn't been able to look elsewhere before; he sure wasn't going to be able to do it now. She seemed so different from the Izzy he was use to see in his dreams. The Izzy that frequented his dreams had a cheerful expression, her gray eyes radiated with kindness and the sound of her voice felt like music for his ears... A laugh so genuine and unique that made him shivered. The Izzy he had in front of him was no longer like that. He understood then, that he wasn't the only what that had changed over the years. Both had went their separate ways.
When Izzy's soft lips moved, opening mildly to speak up to him he decided they had nothing left to say to one another.
Before anything came up from her mouth, Cam turn around and walked back to the woods.
It had always been easy for him to refuge in his rage.
oOoOoOoOo
He was making his way through the bushes in order to keep looking as the sunlight made its way through the branches and the leaves, forming thin lines of amber light illuminating the whole field. The ground beneath his feet felt soft and the grass had never looked so green, so full of life.
Looking up, he took a look around. Everything seemed so calm. The trees were high and bushy, overflowing with apples, pears and peaches waiting for him to be harvested. The blackberries and raspberries were so round, perfect, with just taking a look at them he knew how delicious they were. The entire garden was filled with flowers of every color he could ever picture. He could overhear the river from where he was.
"Are you going to leave me doing all the work, Cam?"
He didn't even had to turn back to knew who that was, but he did it anyway. Izzy showed up from behind, holding a basket with one of her arms and stretching her other hand to grab a peach from one of the trees. Her blonde hair captured a ray of light and it shone so hard his eyes hurt, but he was unable to keep his eyes off her. Her lose hair was pulled to the right, over her shoulder so it didn't bother her and she was wearing a pretty light blue dress.
Izzy looked up, looking directly into his eyes. She smiled widely at him and he suddenly felt stunned, as if any time now he had jumped into an old dream or some kind of memory.
Izzy walked towards him and when she passed right by him, with her free hand, she caressed his forearm before moving on to the next tree to pick up more fruit. Walking slowly, he began following her. He walked always one step behind her, reaching up for the fruits she left because they were too tall for her to catch them and leaving them in the basket he was carrying. He felt like he was floating with every step he took and that feeling increased when Izzy's hair began to wave in the air, waving towards his left side and floating, as if they were under water instead of earth.
A cold wind reached them suddenly and all of the light went away, allowing millions of tiny drops of water to fall down on them. It was just a drizzle, but it was enough to make Izzy turn back and walk in the opposite direction.
"Let's go!" She yelled at him, after turning back and looking at him standing under an apple tree.
As if the sound of her voice was some kind of spell, he started running after her pulled by her words. Before long, he saw a tiny and old house appearing among the bushes. As soon as they left the shelter that the trees provided for them, the rain caught them up. The rain was falling hard on them, Izzy's hair was soaked within seconds and her dress attached to her body making it hard for her to keep running as fast as she was.
A raindrop fell on the tip of his nose, distracting him. He ran one hand through his hair and found out that it was as wet as Izzy's and it was attached to his forehead. Cam pulled his hair back with his hands and felt the way the cold rain fell on his skin, the drops sliding from his forehead to his cheeks.
Izzy opened up the back door of the old house and got inside, leaving it opened for him to come inside as well. Once in, his eyes traveled to a small wooden table and he walked to it, so he could leave the basket with the fruit there. He turned back and found Izzy squeezing her long hair to get rid of the excess water. Her dress was completely wet and fastened to her thin body, that he couldn't help but to take a look at her and her cleavage.
"We're going to have to get rid of these clothes." Izzy's gray eyes found Cam's.
"Unfortunately for us." He said as a lascivious grin peered up from his wet lips. Izzy's eyes remain staring directly at him, before little wrinkles appeared from the corner of her eyes.
Izzy laughed. She laughed showing him her beautiful eternal smile. The sound reverberated on the small room they were in and it didn't took much for him to laugh with her.
A cold breeze caressed his faced and he had the feeling that something bad was about to happen.
Izzy walked directly to him with the smile still on her face, closing the distance between them.
He felt a slight pain on his back and moved unquiet, as if he was pressing his back against something hard.
Izzy leaned her hands on his shoulders and posed her pretty pink lips on his.
Blinking a couple of times before truly opening his eyes, Cam moved trying to make himself more comfortable. In fact, he's back was hurting him, since he had it leaned on a thick and rough tree, one of the many trees there on the woods.
He hadn't been that close since the night he had seen Izzy, but his dreams kept hunting him. Somehow, he had let his treacherous feet guided him there. He had begun wondering around the woods, keeping his distance but being close enough to the school. Since he had saved Luce from the outcast on the beach, the outcasts hadn't stopped wondering around just like him: close, but keeping their distance. They, clearly, did it because they couldn't stand too close from the school's grounds and go unnoticed. Him, he was doing that because it seemed appropriate for him to stand back a bit to remain focus on their mission.
His head had been somewhere else the last couple of days. He couldn't really tell if he was going in the woods hoping to find Izzy like that night on the beach or if he was doing it trying to not see her again. Even though he felt that he was better not seeing Izzy again, he knew that was simply impossible. His chest hurt so bad every time he thought about not seeing her again. The idea of not having Izzy in his life was inconceivable, because one way or another she had always been there.
A noise alerted him on time. He jumped nimbly to the left, dodging, thankfully, the starshot. He looked forward and found an outcast standing just a couple of steps away from him. Cam turned back to see the starshot buried in the tree he had been sleeping on. He caught a movement on the corner of his eye and step aside quickly again to dodge a second starshot.
He was surprised to discover that the second starshot had come from a different direction. Turning to see to his left he identified to more outcasts. The three of them were armed and he knew it was either him or them. He also knew it was them or risking Luce.
Quickly, he sought to run towards the school ground's limits and distancing the outcasts from who he thought was their actual target. He knew that he was just an obstacle they needed to get rid of. The outcast followed him still shooting starshots at him. He turned to the north right when a starshot flew near his leather jacket.
"Just a little bit more." A few more steps and they'd be far enough from the students for them to go unnoticed. He noted the way a bird standing next to him took flight, scared and he looked up to the sky only to surprised himself with the amount of birds flying terrified of the battle.
He felt one of the outcats right behind him and quickened his pace. He jumped, using the trunk of a tree to propel himself and held the starshot with his right hand as son as his eyes caught it slidding under him. Both feet on the ground, he lunged towards the outcast, giving him no time to realize that he was about to get a starshot piercing his chest. The outcast disappeared before his eyes in a matter of seconds, leaving stains in his bare hands.
Sadly for him, the other two were faster and hit him hard. The side of his body collided with the tree and he let out a small sigh after burying splinter on his skin. Angry, Cam started to throw punches against both ouscats, but he knew it would take more tan that to finish them. He recalled all of the starshots that had been launched at him and begun to run from where he came from in order to gain another starshot. He managed to do so, barely, and got rid of the second outcast.
All of that just for him to get tackled by the third one. Cam fell, his back hitting the ground and even though he tried to release himself from the outcast grip, he had him right where he wanted him. The outcast grabbed a starshot and buried his jeans to the ground, the arrow not touching his skin just for an inch. He shouted, out of fear and anger while the outcast stabbed his leather jacket too. He wasn't going to be able to move without one of the starshots hurting him.
Once the outcast was done with that, it stood up and looked down an Cam. He could feel his blood starting to boil as the outcast took one final look at his work. Cam choosed to stay quiet and not give the outcast the privilege of seeing him begging for his life. He closed his eyes and tried to think of a way to get out of that one, with his palms sweating and the rage pumping and flowing through his veins.
But it was all over after he heard the sound of an object penetrating the flesh and feeling a river of blood spilled over him. Cam opened up his eyes quickly and found himself still attached to the ground. His eyes screened the area and when he saw the blue glow and the sly smiled on the face that had helped him from dying, he came to the realization that the would have rather be dead.
"Needed help?" Isaac walked towards him and collected the dagger that lay next to him filled with blood.
"What are you doing here?"
"Don't be rude, Cam." Isaac held the dagger in his hand and play sliding it between his fingers, his grin still on his face. "A thank you is not going to hurt you. I could've let the outcast continue with what he was doing and my life would be a lot easier now."
"Then you should've had let him—"
"But I couldn't. Sad, isn't it?" Isaac bent down and gave him a funny look as he stared at him. "Now… what are we going to do with you?"
"Release me or you'll find out how angry I am becoming." He warned Isaac, jaded.
"I'd like to see you try being so close to your actual death."
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
"I'm just enjoying the view." He could see in Isaac's eyes he wasn't lying. "it's fun hanging out around here, I always seem to tend to find awesome ideas… I'll make you a deal."
"I'm not interested in any of your deals." His voice was filled with sarcasm. He knew Isaac to damn well to trust him.
"Don't you say no before you actually listen to me." He looked at him with the dagger still dancing on his hand as it was made of feathers instead of cold and heavy metal. "I'll let you go if you let me keep the starshots."
What?
"You have better things down there than a starshot, are you fucking kidding me?"
"Not at all, Cam. I mean it. I want those starshots."
He clenched his jaw and his hands because of the impotency he felt..
"Whatever, just get them off of me."
Isaac stood up and withdrew each and everyone of the starshots with a quick move. The tug tore up his jeans and his leather jacket but he decided that was better tan having his skin tore open. Cam stood up and before he could even think about what he was doing, he pushed Isaac back, hard.
"Hey, hey!" Isaac snapped at him angry. "I have this in my hands and I know perfectly what I can do with them."
"If you wanted me dead, you would've killed me already."
"See? That's where you're wrong. I was just keeping my word. Now, I'm free to do whatever the hell I want so don't overestimate my kindness."
"Now, what are you talking about?"
That same sly smile peered up in Isaac's face and his killer instinct suddenly surfaced.
"Unlike you, Izzy sure knows how to make a deal."
"What did you do to Izzy?" He took a step towards Isaac to stand right in front of him. He shouldn't show his feelings so easily to him, but with Isaac it was never fun and games and if something had happened to Izzy he was going to take advantange of the situation to make him pay for it.
"Is that you two no longer talk to one another?" Isaac's naive –and fake- voice made him clench his jaw to the point where his teeth began to hurt. "I offered her her life in exchange for saving mine, and she preferred that I keep an eye on you. It was very noble of hers."
"And, why would she save you life, precisely?" He knew Izzy wouldn't hesitate not for one second, because she was truly that noble. What he was insterested in was the fact that something had happened to have forced her to save Isaac's stupid life.
"You yourself saved Luce from an outcast, didn't you?" Started Isaac, surrounding one of the trees walking leisurely. He continued without wating for Cam to answer back. "Today you saw many more, what makes you think those have been the only ones hanging around?"
"Where?" He asked anxious.
"Around the otherside of the woods". Said Isaac. Leaning against the tree, he raised an eyebrow and cocked his head, keeping his eyes on Cam. "Seriously, you two don't talk no more?"
"And, what if I tell you I'm not buying it?" Cam crossed his arms over his chest in an attempt to calm down the rage that was growing up inside him and to keep Isaac focusing on him instead of the soft footsteps that stopped behind him.
"Well, that's a shame." Isaac spread his golden wings after saving the starshots in his pockets. "Don't worry about Izzy, she's as good as you are."
Isaac took off after he winked at Cam and got lost between the trees. Cam breathe out hardly and checked the holes the starshots had left in his jeans: the had really been close- A couple on branches creaked behind him and he smiled tired of having to deal with everything.
"You can stop hiding now, Nefilim." He snapped.
James peered up with his deep Brown eyes set on the place were Isaac was standing just two seconds earlier.
"That was Isaac… right?"
Cam nodded.
"Do you think he's going to hurt her?"
"He better not." He said, turning so he could look at the Nefilim. His brown and young eyes set on Cam's and nodded after he realized Cam was being serious about that.
"They're all coming over here." James pointed at his back with his thumb. "You know, all the other Nefilims and Luce." He leaned up his chin and, with a crooked smile on his face, turned back and disappeared.
A few seconds later his eyes met Luce's, who couldn't stop but to look at him with clear weariness.
Ta da! I know it's not much, but it's a start!
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-AngelBlood: Like I've said before: even though I'm good with english, it isn't my native language. So if you see any little detail about a misused verb or anything related to grammar, feel free to point it out :) I'm glad you like the story and I hope you keep on reading it!
-stephcullen2000: Here's the update! Glad you like it :) tell me what you think of this chapter! x
-Ozera's Buffyy: When people use the word love to talk about my fic, it makes my day! hahaha thank you so much for the lovely words and hope you like this chapter! :D
That's it for now! :D Write to you soon!
xoxo