It had been the worst day that Maddy could ever remember having at school; she wanted to scream. The bell for dinner rang and Maddy almost ran out of the changing rooms, nearly knocking over a first year on her way to the darkroom. The darkroom; this was to be her sanctuary. She couldn't face the canteen today, not while the gossip of her scars would be circling the room. Maddy also wanted to avoid her friends, Tom and Shannon, and hence more arguments. In fact there was only one person that Maddy felt she could stand to be near at the moment, and as she opened the darkroom door, she found that he'd had the same idea too.
'Hi.'
'Hi.'
Rhydian was perched on the edge of the sofa, he'd been anticipating her arrival; he knew that this would be where she'd come today. Neither of them was hungry; something very rare in wolfbloods.
Maddy stopped at the sight of him, she felt a sudden release as she knew he was there, with her. Rhydian rose from his seat.
'Listen… I-' Rhydian was cut off by Maddy flinging herself into his arms, so hard that she almost winded him. This was what Maddy had been enduring the day for; Rhydian. The warmth she felt when he wrapped her arms around her made everything and everyone else fade from Maddy's thoughts, into the background. They were insignificant when she had all that she'd ever need or could want in her arms, softly breathing into her hair. Maddy was taking in every aspect of Rhydian; his scent, like freshly cut grass; the feel off his modestly sculpted chest through his thin, cotton, shirt, against her cheek; the way that he held her with such gentle pressure that she felt wanted and longed for, yet not as though he would squeeze the life out of her. He treated her like a fragile, precious object that he was afraid to break, beyond value to him. He treated her like the one.
Rhydian too felt complete in this single embrace, like he was finally whole. He rested the side of his face on top of Maddy's soft, brown, hair; it's smell of wild lavender overwhelming him. Rhydian enjoyed the tightness of Maddy's arms around his waist; he loved the way that his heart skipped a beat at the slightest touch he received from her. He loved her, and she loved him, and at this moment, they felt as though nothing could ever stop them being together.