Warmth...
Warmth from the last person on earth. Miles hugged me, squeezing as though I were some extinct animal that would disappear of the face of the earth. He moved closer so I turned on my side away from his face, he blew into my ear and stroked my hair.
"If you don't stop I will hit you," I whispered back at him. "Oh, I love a wild girl," chuckling along to his insane stupidity. "So why did you do it, you know that John is famili, even though he is your friend," I turned and faced him.
Looking at him I realized he had changed quiet imansly. With high cheek bones chocolate skin and a clear green flame for pupils. He smiled at me as he traced my face with his finger. I guess he uses this trick for getting women to fall for him, and if I remember correctly Aunt Desmond would have fits when girls would call squeal and disconnect the line. Miles, and Marry were Uncle Nicon's children from his 1st wife who had died 22years ago, leaving behind a 5yr old Miles and 3yr old Marry. The very year I was born.
"I always wondered why the family cursed your beautiful eyes, saying your mother married a fool and broke the family line," he smiled. "You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen, 1 royal blue and 1 green," he brushed my hair and gently kissed my eyes.
The feeling of the kiss warmed my heart that I dozed into a gentle and soothing sleep free from the nightmares that used to taunt me.
A dream, a beautiful dream which I cannot explain was shattered by a shout and the bed shaking, unsteadily I sat up on my bed to see John and a half asleep Miles beating each other up. I threw of the duvet and stood in front of John whose right arm had cut across my lip, reeling back from the blow I touched my lip which had started to bleed. Blood, beautiful blood I licked my lips. The taste of blood gave me an undesirable ectasy where I jumped on Miles and threw him across the room, turning on John who held up his fists preparing for a fight.
"Easy Mira, I didn't come to fight you," growled John with a hint of fear. "Oh,"... I smiled unwraping my burnt arm.
I ran at John who dogged my right hook but not my right knee which jammed at his gut. Coughing he once regained balance and nodded, beforw I was aware Miles placed both arms under my arms folding it behind my neck, and John grabbed my legs. I stopped struggling after a while and found John breathing heavily at my ankles and Miles arm beneath my head.
"Vivi told me everything, I came here to vant, but when I saw that fucking bastard in your bed I lost it and for that I am so sorry," he spoke with tears streaming down my ankles...