"Baby, wake up."
The voice echoed in the dark, secluded area, calling out to me. I looked around, noticing that I'm surrounded by complete blackness and my hands outstretched, bounded.
Where am I? I wondered, tugging at the restraints. The sound of footsteps filled the deadly silence. I strained my sight to catch a glimpse of whoever it was approaching my tied up body.
"I see you're awake," another voice, this time low and rough, spoke, followed by a bright flash of white light. I cringed, blinking to adjust my eyesight to the sudden brightness. I pulled my arms again, whimpering at the numbness of my muscles. "Now, now, Electrike. Stop moving."
What? I opened my mouth to question the strange man when a piercing pain on my arm distracted me, changing my sentence from words to a yelp. I fidgeted, desperate to get away, but whatever had me pinned down was strong.
"This won't hurt a bit." A large black figure hovered above me, cackling, as something was pumped into me.
No, no. "No!" I shot up, panting. Sweat dripped down the sides of my face, my body trembling from the shock. Was it a dream?
My heart raced when the exact same figure came into my field of vision. Without hesitation, I screamed, which eventually earned me a familiar cold palm slapped to my mouth. Tears welled up in my eyes from the fear as I began to tremble.
Until I heard his soft, calming voice.
"Baby, calm down. It's me," he murmured, enveloping me in his warm- well, cold- embrace. He cradled my body gently, cooing in my ear. "It's okay, Kendall."
"J-James?" My voice came out harsh, like I shoved sandpaper down my throat. I clung onto my boyfriend's biceps whilst gaping at him like a fish out of water. For a second, I allowed myself to relax and breathe in the sweet scent I've missed, only to shove him away. I frowned. "Why are you here? Done avoiding me?"
The brunette landed on the floor with a thud, groaning in pain. It was then I noticed how soaked he was, which brought me to the realisation that I wasn't that dry either.
What the fuck happened?
I scanned the room, making out the familiar always-messy wooden study table, the green laptop and the huge closet by the door. Pictures of a tall, hazel-eyed brunette and his mother, along with those of me, stood on the nightstand.
"Why am I in your room?" I croaked, jumping off the bed to approach my lover, who remained in his place on the floor. James didn't answer, his hazel eyes burning into my skin as he stared speechlessly. "James?"
Seeming to have snapped out of his daze, the pretty boy pulled me down to straddle him, his hands cupping my cheeks. His fingers grazed my damp skin, touches as light as feathers.
Slight buzzing rang in my ears, almost pulling me out of this trance I have just from staring into James' sparkling hazel eyes. Despite how pissed I was, my head leaned into his palm out of reflex, somehow just being close to him making that anger seep out of my body.
"I hate you so much," I muttered, burying my face into his chest with a defeated sigh.
"I'm so sorry, baby." His bulky arms constricted my lean body, rocking both of us gently as we lapsed into silence. His lips touched the top of my ear, his heartbeat and breathing calming music to me. The movements ceased after I was fully relaxed and limp in my boyfriend's arms. "You might want to change. You're going to catch a cold."
"But I'm comfortable," I whined, shifting so that I could stare down at James' loving hazel orbs. The front of the pretty boy's shirt was wet, as was his crotch area, all due to me sitting my bum down on him.
James chuckled and shook his head, his arms wrapping under my thighs as he stood up with me. He struggled to balance me on one side while the other hand reached behind my back. A few seconds later, I was dumped on his bed along with his dry towel, the owner's back to me whilst he rummaged through his cupboard.
He returned to my side with a pair of dry shorts and one of his own overgrown shirts. Silently, I shed my drenched clothing and wiped myself dry, all the while avoiding eye contact with James, whose gaze was fixed solely on me.
Once I was dressed, the brunette stood to leave, only to be tugged back to bed. "Why'd you leave?" I asked, my voice slightly cracked. "When my powers came, why'd you leave me alone?"
James' eyes widened when he noticed how my shoulders shook from the force of emotions I've kept bottled up. I was immediately gathered up into his arms again. The brunette's hand cupped my cheek.
"You know I didn't want to," he began as he stroked me with his thumb. When my pout deepened, all James did was sigh, running his fingers shakily through his hair. Once the shimmering pair of hazel eyes clashed with mine, the pretty boy smiled. "Leaving you wasn't my best choice. I've probably have a habit of running from my problems. But, you have to admit. None of this would've happened if I protected you better. If I kept you in my sight when I knew danger was lurking in the corner."
"Jay-"
"But I didn't. And he tested on you. He changed you. He gave you the exact same powers as Allie, knowing it could kill you." James laid us both down on his bed; him hovering over me. "He gave you those powers knowing that they're capable of separating us."
Well, this is a first, I thought, staring at my lover with surprise.
"Fire and water. Electricity and ice," he explained, his gaze never faltering. "None of this would've happened if I hadn't left you alone that day, Kendall. We'd only have one monster; and that would be me. Don't you see? I'm the one to blame."
Silence. My eyes widened to the size of saucers, finally aware of why James Diamond had kept his distance with me. Guilt. And the fact that our powers were complete opposites. What an-
"Idiot!" I hissed, whacking his chest with my fists. "Idiot, idiot, idiot! You fucking idiot!"
His cold fingers gripped my thin wrists, halting my movements. "I'm sorry," was all he could muster up, a sorrow look on his face. "I should've-"
"You should've told me!" I roared. My boyfriend was a moron sometimes. "It's not your fault and it's already happened! You can't blame yourself! It's as much as my fault as it's yours, James!"
"But-"
"But nothing," I interrupted, lolling my head back with a frustrated sigh. "I don't want you to feel guilty. I want you to be by my side, no matter what. I have no idea what these powers can do and how to control them but I don't care, I just need you, okay?"
The hazel-eyed teen froze, uncertainty written clearly on his face. Realising that my determined gaze was fixed on him, James' cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink before he ducked his head, chuckling. "Unbelievable." He lifted his head slightly, a small smile tugging at his lips as they met mine. "I love you."
"I love you too," I murmured, responding to his soft kisses. "Promise you won't leave again?"
James pulled away and grinned. "As long as you'll keep me."
"No more blaming yourself for all of this, too."
The pretty boy quirked an eyebrow at me. "I can't promise that. Not until-" James paused, blankly staring at me as though an answer was written on my face. Instead of continuing his sentence, my boyfriend head-butted me, laughing when I got up to chase him around the huge house again.
For now, I'll let it slip. For now.
A/N: I'm. Cringing. So. Hard. At. This.
Wasn't my best chapter but I guess the tension between James & Kendall is cleared up, slightly. I was stuck for this chapter so .. I'll let you guys critic this. I'm not answering reviews 'cause, honestly, I'm not feeling all that great. My head is pounding like a drum.
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