Forbidden (Fallen 2)

Jonathon closed the door and we headed back to the others. “That was nice of him,” I said.

“He fancies you,” said Jonathon coldly.

“So? It’s not like I like him like that. He’s just a friend. After all, I have you as my soul mate,” I said kissing him on the jaw. I felt him loosen up a bit but it was still clear he didn’t care for Isaac and I couldn’t help but feel that I was missing a vital piece of information. As if Jonathon knew something about Isaac that I didn’t. I always felt like I was kept in the dark. I didn’t like feeling like that.

We sat down on the couch and I cuddled against him. His body loosened up instantly and conformed to mine. The others left leaving Jonathon, Adam, Aiden, and me to talk. After what seemed a short time but was really nearly two hours Jonathon stood up and made a show of going to bed leaving Adam and Aiden and me our first chance to talk ourselves.

“Goodnight,” he said kissing me on the forehead. “I’ll come to your room later if you want.” He whispered low enough for my brothers not to hear.

I’d like that. I said in my mind willing him to hear it. He nodded to let me know he understood. He strode upstairs towards his room. Ever since Jonathon had come back from the whole ‘lead Selena away’ ordeal I hadn’t been able to go to sleep without his presence. I felt so neurotic these days always assuming that I’m being watched. I shook away my paranoid thoughts and went back to the present to enjoy what little time I had left with my brothers.

“He’s a good guy. He treats you right sis,” said Aiden referring to Jonathon.

“He is. I’m really lucky to have found the person that I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.” I said.

“He’s good for you,” chimed in Adam. “We should both be grilling you about him. We shouldn’t even like him. We are your older, over-protective, brothers after all. But he passes all the tests on the good guy scale. So we have to approve,” finished Adam. I laughed.

“What with dad gone we have to step in to protect the fair maiden,” said Aiden in a deep voice, like a knight. I laughed. Then his words settled in my mind. Dad. Dad is dead. As in never coming back. I’m never going to see him again or hear his voice again. He’s never going to walk me down the aisle or comfort me again. I’m never going to hear him call me Ky-bear ever again. He’s gone.

A single tear slid down my cheek. I brushed it hastily away not wanting my brothers to see me cry. Too late.

“Oh, Kylie I’m so sorry. I forget he’s gone and I just don’t think,” said Aiden putting his arms around me.

“I’m fine,” I lied.

“It’s obvious that you’re not,” said Adam trying to comfort me as well. I wiped away another tear and stood up.

“It’s been a long day. I’m going to bed. I’ll see you guys in the morning.” I said stepping out of their embrace. I had to get out of here before my tears came crashing down. “Goodnight. Love you,” I said to them both giving them a goodnight hug.

They both looked crestfallen at my departure and I felt bad but I knew I had to get out of there and fast.

I left the room and headed up the stairs to my bedroom faster than I had ever moved before. The tears were already coming and my breathing becoming more labored as I opened my bedroom door with my hand pressed to my chest.

“Oh, principessa.” Jonathon said as I crashed into his arms.

Chapter Three: Bloodlust

“What’s wrong?" Jonathon asked stroking my hair. I took a deep breath trying to compose myself long enough to explain why I was so upset to him.

“I keep forgetting that my dad is dead. I keep hoping that one day he’s going to call me or walk through the door. But then I remember that he’s dead and he’s not coming back. I hated him so much before he died for what he did to our family. I feel so guilty,” I choked out trying to contain a sob. He wiped my tears from my cheeks with his thumb.

“That’s understandable I went through the same thing when my parents died. What you’re feeling is normal.”

“It is?” I asked and my head perked up like he was the light and I was starved for it.

“Yes, my love. Don’t worry yourself. Why don’t you take a hot bath and go to bed? I’ll wait here,” he said rubbing my arms. I nodded my head. He stretched out on my bed while I grabbed my pajamas and headed into the bathroom.

I climbed into the claw foot bathtub and let the hot water calm and soothe me. I splashed some water on my face. I needed to get it together I had never been a weakling but in the past year I have gone through so many changes that I've become an emotional wreck. My parents got divorced, my mom and I moved to Rome, my mom attempted suicide, I fell in love with Jonathon, finding out that Jonathon, his family, and now my mom are vampires and that Jonathon and I are soul mates, Selena seeking revenge, deciding that I don't want to be a vampire, Jonathon leaving, being kidnapped by Selena, and finally watching my dad die by having his head ripped off. It was enough to make anyone more than a little emotional. Especially since Selena was still after me. I hated feeling like my life was out of control… out of my hands. It was a feeling I hoped that I didn’t have to get used to.

I stepped out of the water and put on my pajamas. I stuck my long hair back in a ponytail to keep it out of my way. I opened the door going back into my bedroom. Jonathon was still lying on my bed waiting for me, just as he promised.

This was my home now. It was amazing how quickly I had adjusted to living here. I had only spent one night in what was supposed to be my home. But now my mom was sequestered in there like she had the black plague. The black plague… that’s why Patrick turned Jonathon and the rest of his family into vampires. They were dying of the black plague. I looked at the beautiful man lying in my bed and hated the thought of him being that sick. Nearly dying. I needed him like I needed air to breathe.

I got under the covers and snuggled up next to him. I tucked my head into

the crook of his arm. “Goodnight,” he said kissing me on the top of my head.

“Goodnight Jonathon,” I said too, tilting my head up to kiss his chin. I snuggled against his side and fell asleep instantly; drifting into the same dream I had been having for a while.