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Callida pov.
Holy shit this is cold! That's the only thought I can manage to conjure up as I swim towards the surface. It may be freezing but it was so worth it. I'm actually still feeling it. When I manage to get out of here I'm going to have another go, maybe backwards this time? I think this is a pretty good indication that there's absolutely nothing normal to do here. Not that I usually do normal things but some people have to want to, right? My hands break the surface first the cold wind whipping against them harshly, my head follows soon after. For once I'm not ashamed of the huge grin on my face, that was freaking awesome. "Callida?!" Seth yells, I look up expecting to see him standing on top of the cliff still. Apparently my expectation was wrong.
Suddenly something large and warm grabs my waist. Fuck, I'm going to be eaten! Way to ruin my fun! I whirl around to face my attacker and find a concerned Seth about two inches too close to my face. "Shit!" I reach up a hand and smash it into the side of his head. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack? You can't just sneak up on people like that!" I snarl smacking him again. My legs are starting to get tired from holding me up in the same place but I'm too busy getting over that jump scare to worry about it. I may seem fearless but I happen to have an intense fear of octopuses, Yes I know laugh away, fuck I'm laughing.
"Ouch, what the heck did you think I was!?" Seth whines rubbing his bright pink cheek. Well I can't tell him I thought he was a killer octopus. I'll never live it down.
"I don't know, something grabbing me out of nowhere!" Who does that! If we were out of the water I probably would of shot him. At least he'd learn not to sneak up on people if I did.
"I was trying to save you!" What? Did I look like I needed saving.
"What about me screamed distressed?" I demand, raising an eyebrow at him and pursing my lips. I start moving my hands back and forth in the water to give my legs a little break as I wait for his brilliant response. I think these guys are just used to helping damsels, I'm happy I haven't had the pleasure of meeting any of the res girl's yet. I don't need some whiny bitch up my ass.
"Um, you could of become distressed?" Dumb, I roll my eyes hard enough that I can practically see my brain and turn away from him forcing my tired limbs to push me towards the beach. I stop when I see a familiar figure standing on the shore ,looking around angrily. I can only guess who it is... I guess he didn't catch my hint at the house.
"What are you stalking me?" I yell as I struggle to keep my head above the water and swim at the same time. I've never been great at this. Those gorgeous eyes of his narrow to the point of no return. Great, why's he mad now? I think that's just his natural personality.
He starts towards the water walking into it fully clothed, well as clothed as he gets which means shorts and vans. He reaches me before I can blink and I flinch away from him. "I don't need help." I inform him before he can try anything. The wave that dunks me under right after doesn't exactly give my statement credibility. If he hadn't been distracting me I would have seen it coming! Stupid, nosy, assmunch.
His hot calloused fingers pull me out from under the water pressing me against his perfectly toned chest. I struggle to get out of his grasp but he doesn't even look at me just hauls me up into his arms like a freaking baby and carries me towards shore. "Put me down!" I order squirming around in his arms to make it as difficult as possible for him to keep his hold. Apparently I weigh less than a feather because my hard work doesn't effect him in the slightest. He finally releases me when were a good ten feet from the water gently placing me down on a log.
"Stay." He says giving me a hard look. My mouth drops shut. Well I wasn't expecting that. I don't even have time to retaliate before he's back at the water's edge yanking Seth by his bicep. Well this is going to be interesting. I move to a standing position balancing on top of the log and watching as Paul growls words that are too quiet for me to hear at a horrified looking Seth. Actually I'm pretty sure he just shit himself. Paul's fist suddenly comes up and sucker punches Seth's cute little dimpled face. I cringe putting a hand over my mouth. Okay, I know that I should probably feel bad about this but Paul just looks so damn sexy right now. The murderous look works for him.
I expect the punch to be the only punishment for whatever the hell Paul think's Seth did wrong but he pulls his foot back for a kick next. "Shit." I curse under my breath jumping off the log and sprinting as fast as I can through the stupid sand. It turns out more like a jog with all of it holding me back. He's pulling back to kick again when I reach them and I quickly move in between the two giants. I don't need to get Paul sent to jail just for a little fun. "Stop!" I growl fiercely grabbing Paul's shoulder roughly and staring into his gorgeous whiskey eyes. I really don't understand half of the thing's this man makes me do. Since when do I interfere with other people's beef? Since now apparently, I don't want Paul to get in trouble. Fuck me. I think I'm falling for the boy.
"Why should I?" He asks his body still tense. I can tell he's starting to calm down by his eyes though. They're starting to lighten. I don't just know this because it's him. I've been trained to read people since I was a toddler.
"Do you really want to go to jail over something this stupid?"
He huffs looking around me to glare at the poor bleeding boy. "I won't go to jail." He tries to step around me and I follow pushing on his chest to get him further away from Seth. "Callida, I thought I told you to stay." He growls. I attempt to take a deep breath to control my temper. I try so hard.
"I'm not a fucking dog! You can't just order me around like one!" I hiss shoving him back again. I have a feeling he's letting me push him. He doesn't seem to be moving that much. "Stop trying to control me!" This time when I push him he grabs my wrists freezing them in place against his chest.
"I'm just trying to protect you." He says roughly taking a step forward to look me right in the eye.
"Well don't." My voice comes out much lower then intended but he's so close that he's making my head spin, again. This has happened way too many times since we met.
"You think I want to? I can't help it." He growls in frustration his eyes flicking back and forth between mine frantically. What does he mean he can't help it? It's not that hard. Just don't do it, that's what I should say.
"Why not?" I ask instead. Please give me a straight answer for once. I have a childish urge to cross my fingers. What is wrong with me? Why do I even care?
He opens his mouth teasing me into thinking he's going to actually answer my damn question before shaking his head and releasing me. "Come on, you need to change." He mutters avoiding eye contact all the sudden. What? He was all gung ho to stare into my soul a minute ago. What did I do now? At least I successfully distracted him from killing Seth.
"I can go on my own. You stay here and deal with Seth. I made him help me by the way." I tell him while gesturing to the angry boy, his angry face looks more like a pout it's pretty freaking hilarious.
He examines my face for a minute before grunting and turning away from me. I watch him for a moment before letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding and follow his lead, heading back toward's Elena's. I need to get out of these disgusting clothes. Is it just me, or was that interaction a little less hostile than yesterday? I need to step up my game.