Forbidden (Fallen 2)

It wasn’t long before I could see that the wall was opening up and the sound of water was getting louder.

When we emerged into the opening I was shocked. This garden seemed to hold many secrets, beautiful secrets.

The area was wide and opened but still surrounded by flowers like a dead end in a corn maze is surrounded by corn.

But in front of me was a waterfall. True, it was a man-made waterfall but it was so beautifully made you could hardly tell. All the water coalesced into a sort of pond. The whole area looked like something out of a fairytale.

“This is so amazing,” I said glancing around in awe. “How can anything be so effortlessly beautiful?”

“It’s nature. Everything in nature is beautiful in its own way,” He said and then kissed me. I loved the way his cool lips molded to mine. Hot and cold. We were two sides of a coin.

He led me to the edge of the pond and sat down. The grass surrounding the pond was an emerald green that seemed too vibrant to be real. I ran my fingers through the grass. It was thick and soft. I had a feeling that Katherine had made this grass. It was too perfect, too different, to be regular grass.

Jonathon pulled me against his chest. His fingers skimmed my cheek, the side of my jaw, my neck, and then ran down the length of my arm. His nose skimmed the side of my neck and then he buried his face in my hair.

“You always smell so good,” he said.

I giggled. “I think the same about you,” I said and I felt the breath of his laugh against my neck. Jonathon always smelled of paint, sage, and citrus.

He hugged me to his chest and said, “I don’t know what I would do without you.”

I laughed. “I don’t know what I would do without you, Jonathon. You complete me,” I said.

“We just think the same things about each other don’t we?” he chuckled.

“Yeah, I guess we do,” I said.

The water shimmered in the sunlight, reflecting all the colors of the rainbow.

I felt like I was in a dream; everything was so surreal. I felt like I had set foot in a fairytale. Maybe I had. If that was true, I certainly hoped I never woke up.

We stayed for hours at the waterfall. The time passed quickly. I felt like nothing evil could touch us here. The sun was setting when we finally stirred again.

We had been sitting at the water’s edge; I was wrapped in Jonathon’s embrace.

The setting sun reflected off of the waterfall; casting Jonathon and I in an orange and pink glow.

I felt his cool lips touch my ear. “We should get going. You don’t want to be missed at your own party.”

“I’m sure they’ll get along without us,” I whined. I wanted to stay here, by the waterfall, in Jonathon’s arms for the rest of my life.

“True, but don’t you want to see what your surprise is?”

“Ugh. I forgot about that,” I groaned.

Jonathon stood up and gave me his hands; pulling me into a standing position. I wiped the grass and stray flowers from my jeans.

He grabbed my hand and we began the trek back to the motorcycle.

We sped along the narrow roads. At one point I thought I was going to fall off the motorcycle. But the ride was still exhilarating. Jonathon’s care free laughter floated back to me. I could feel the engine thrumming beneath me. So powerful and gentle at the same time just like Jonathon.

As fast as Jonathon drove it wasn’t long till we were home.

We headed into the house hand in hand. My stomach was queasy anticipating what was behind the doors.

Jonathon opened the door slowly.

“Surprise!”