“Please, just stop,” I pleaded, hating the desperation that came out in my voice.
“How can you tell that it is me, it is unheard of,” He stated, completely bewildered.
I had no idea where it came from, but I found myself agreeing to tell him if he would just let go, which he eagerly agreed too, and we resumed our previous seated positions.
His eyes burned into me, as he waited for me to explain but all I could think about was how I could get out of this situation without him grabbing hold of me again. It was like
his touch could intoxicate me, and I didn’t want to discover what else it could do.
“I’m not going to go into too much details, as to how it happened but when I was fourteen an event occurred in my life that change me for the worse, I guess. Sometimes I believe that it was a blessing in disguise, but I always find myself wishing that I could just be like everyone else. But ignore my digress, what I am trying to say is that since that day, I have been emotionally numb. I can feel physical pain, but it doesn’t bother me, I could have a broken leg and I would still walk on it. So, when you touched me and made me feel lust and a sense of euphoria, I just knew that it hadn’t come from me. The only conclusion that I could muster, was that you must have been responsible.”
“That’s amazing, it’s refreshing to meet someone who can tell when they are being influenced. It’s aggravating, don’t get me wrong, but it’s also quite uplifting,” He stated his intent gaze never once wavering.
“How do you do it?” I inquired, genuinely curious.
“You really don’t know, I just assumed with your association with Lawson, that you would have been familiar with my kind or at least have some knowledge of us.”
I laughed at his choice of words, it was mirthless and his eyes narrowed as I did so.
“Sorry it’s a reflex to fake my emotions around people, I’ve only ever told one person about my greatest flaw, but I guess I have told two now.”
“You do not need to fake anything around me, I know the struggles that you have faced trying to fit in. Don’t get me wrong, I have never been without someone glued to my side but it’s all pretend. They only want me for the things that I can make them feel, It’s a rather lonely existence.”
“What did you mean by your kind, you almost make it sound as if you’re not human,” I stated, trying to say it jokingly, but his face turned ashen and his eyes darkened.
“You cannot be serious; how can you be so unaware?” He asked, clearly growing more and more irritated by me as the seconds ticked away.
“What am I unaware of, I don’t understand, all I know is that twice I have had a conversation with someone where they have left me wondering what the fuck they were talking about, with words like ‘different breeds’ and then you with your ‘my kind’ what the hell am I missing?” I practically shouted that last part at him as I flew to my feet and began to pace.
“I don’t know how to break this to you dear, but I am not human.”
I stood up and began to move away from him but he kept trying to break the distance that I had placed between us, he was stubborn that’s for sure.
“I am an Incubus and by the power radiating from you, I would say that you have been living a lie. Someone had definitely been misleading you because there is no way that you can be human either
Chapter Twenty
Unya
I ran as fast as my legs would carry me, all the while Malachi was shouting for me, but his words were no more than a whisper of air against my skin. He shouted that he would seek me out and next time I would not run from him.
I had the sense that he was not following me but I refused to take any chances, going down side roads and alley ways to draw off any scent from where I would finally end up.
By the time I reached the cottage the time had ticked on to half five and my legs were starting to ache, I flew through the gate and slammed it shut behind me, making sure that the dead bolt was sent home before I pounded my fist on Mihaela’s back door.
I could hear movement coming from inside the cottage and finally gave up on my incessant pounding, seconds before she pulled the door open and I practically fell through the doorway.
Her arms came out to grab hold of me and she led me into the living room, making sure that I was seated before she retreated back into the kitchen.
Not a single word had been uttered between us, but I was flooded with a sense of relief which I would have puzzled over if Mihaela hadn’t returned in that exact moment and stole my mind away from my incessant thoughts.
She placed the tray down onto the table, which had once again been ladled with biscuits and tea before she herself sat down in the other chair and just sat there staring at me.
“I’m ready to hear what you have to say now,” I stated, sounding rather meek to my ears, she gave me a sad smile before slowly nodding her head.
“Why the sudden change of heart Nipotina, I will tell you all that you seek, but you were so adamant that I was nothing more than a raving lunatic when we first met.”
“I don’t know if my opinion has changed, but so much has happened in the short time that has passed, and I didn’t know where else to turn.”